"Don't point your spear at me, is it?" the white wolf struggled to put on a kind face. ()

In front of him, there were more than a dozen small town guards, who were watching him vigilantly, and the group of people was quite frightened, and the hands holding the spears were constantly shaking.

"You don't want to go any further!" Finding that the white wolf actually understood human language, these guards were even more frightened.

"Then please get out of the way, what's the point of surrounding me like this? I can't retreat if I want to. The white wolf looked helplessly at the group of soldiers, who lined up around the white wolf and enclosed the white wolf in a loose array.

The soldiers looked at each other, not knowing whether they should give up a gap, and some of them had the urge to retreat, but they stopped again when they thought that the captain had not given the order.

After waiting for a long time, the soldiers were still hesitant, the white wolf was a little impatient, took a big step forward, and slapped the soldier in front of him with a paw, of course, he controlled his strength, otherwise this claw should be able to directly slap the soldier to death.

"You must not let him enter the town to protect the villagers!" Seeing the white wolf suddenly attack, I don't know who suddenly shouted such a sentence, which instantly inspired the fighting spirit of the guards, and they waved their spears one after another and stabbed towards the white wolf.

"Do you really think these toothpicks can hurt me?" The white wolf made a heavy hand this time, and wherever his claws went, the shafts of the spears broke one after another, and at the same time lifted a group of soldiers away, losing their weapons, and the fighting spirit that this group of soldiers had just aroused because of guarding the formation instantly collapsed, and they got up one after another, and ran in all directions in embarrassment.

"Shoot me!" Just when the white wolf thought the dust had settled, he suddenly heard a slightly vicious male voice behind him.

The white wolf flicked its tail fiercely, and felt as if it had hit something, and the thing was swept away, and fell heavily to the ground, making a "fluttering" sound.

"Teach you a trick, and don't forget to keep your mouth shut when you want to sneak up on someone in the future. The white wolf turned around slowly, and found that there was a red-haired boy lying on his stomach not far in front of him, struggling to get up, and it seemed that he had fallen a lot just now.

"Phew, who wants you monster to teach me?" The red-haired boy struggled for a long time, but finally stood up, raised the spear in his hand again, and stumbled towards the white wolf.

The white wolf looked around and saw that the other soldiers had all fled, and only the red-haired boy was left, confronting the white wolf alone.

"Don't underestimate me!" Seeing the white wolf as if he didn't care about his attacks, he actually looked around indifferently, and the red-haired boy felt a huge insult and rushed faster.

The white wolf shook his head helplessly, to be honest, he still admires this young man, he has too ordinary courage, but unfortunately, this guy belongs to the type of brave and unscrupulous, and he will be angered by his unintentional actions, and he was swept by his own tail once, and he didn't realize that this was hitting a stone with an egg.

The red-haired boy walked quickly and rushed to the front of the white wolf, but unfortunately he had to stop here, because the white wolf used magic to raise a dirt barrier under the boy's feet, and the boy didn't notice the stumbling block at all, and fell directly in front of the white wolf, and the spear was also out of his hand, and Gollum rolled far away.

"Another trick to teach you, when fighting the enemy, you must not only keep your eyes on the enemy, but also pay attention to your surroundings, especially your feet. The white wolf looked down at the red-haired boy at his feet, patiently teaching like a grandfather educating his grandson.

"You!" the red-haired boy gritted his teeth, obviously the white wolf spoke to him very embarrassed, he didn't know that the ridge was raised by the white wolf, and thought that he really didn't see it, and it was too shameful to fail in this way, and to be taught by the enemy.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to attack your town, but to warn you, to tell you the truth, in the south of your town, tens of thousands of ghouls are migrating here, I advise you to move quickly, otherwise you will all become pieces of meat in the ghouls' stomachs. The white wolf stared at the red-haired boy's eyes and said solemnly.

"Tens of thousands of ghouls, I don't believe it!" the red-haired boy struggled to get back to his feet, for him, the white wolf was still a mysterious being, and he couldn't simply trust the white wolf's words, especially if something like this could lead to the relocation of the whole town.

"It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, I'm just here to inform you, but then again, do you have the Holy Light Church here?" asked the White Wolf.

"Why should I tell you?" the red-haired teenager was completely reluctant to cooperate.

"Why? Because if you don't tell me, your life will be ruined, and don't forget that I'm a monster. The white wolf held down the red-haired boy, and then opened his mouth, revealing a crimson tongue and sharp teeth, and the heat from his mouth was blowing onto the boy's face, torturing his senses in multiple ways.

The red-haired boy looked at the white wolf's bloody mouth in horror, but he still refused to speak, and then he felt a sharp pain in his right arm, and he screamed in pain.

"What a fragile body" the white wolf thought to himself, he just gently pressed the young man's arm, but he didn't expect him to hurt like this, as if he was going to break off, he screamed so badly, the white wolf didn't dare to exert any more force, in case it really broke the bone for others, it would be bad.

"Well, I'm going to tear your arm off first, and eat it bite by bite in front of you and your parents, under the eyes of everyone in the town, accompanied by your screams, what do you think?"

"Yes, there's a church, it's the building!" the red-haired boy finally couldn't bear the torture of the white wolf and gave in.

"Which one?" the white wolf let go of his arm.

"That's it! The pure white one is!" The red-haired boy's psychological defenses had completely collapsed, and he pointed out the location of the Holy Light Church to the white wolf with his hand.

It was a very small church, about the size of the other buildings, the only thing that stood out was its pure white façade and slightly divine decoration in the style of the Church of the Light, but it was not comparable to the cathedral in Eagle City.

"You are very courageous, but unfortunately, you should be more aware of current affairs in the future, not all problems can be solved through courage. The white wolf let go of the red-haired boy, and after saying this, he left.

The news of the fiasco of the garrison had spread throughout the town, and the town was thrown into a great panic, and the pedestrians in the streets disappeared, and people hid in their houses, closed their doors and windows, and prayed to the light, hoping that the catastrophe would pass quickly and not befall them.

The white wolf didn't care about this, he directly pushed open the door of the Holy Light Church, and the humans hiding in the church screamed, and they all fled in panic.

A priest of the Holy Light wearing a gold, red and white clergyman's robe was standing in the middle of the church, looking at the white wolf, this is an old priest, his skin is shrunken, his beard is white, he should be the bishop of this church.

It can be seen that this Holy Light Priest is also quite nervous, his hand holding the short sword is shaking, and his mouth is constantly muttering something, he must be praying to his god.

"I'm not an enemy. The white wolf pulled the jewelry from under his neck and threw it at the bishop's feet, "Look at this. ”

"What is this?" the old bishop did not dare to be careless, and trembled as he picked up the jewelry at his feet, and recognized it while he was wary of the white wolf.

"Didn't the Bishop of Eagle City tell him about me? shouldn't it, or did he say that this old man has Alzheimer's and forgot about me?"

After watching it for a long time, the old man finally remembered something, and gradually, his body stopped shaking, his beard stopped trembling, and the short sword in his hand was withdrawn.

"Don't be afraid, this is a friend of mankind, the holy white wolf! he will not harm us!" the old bishop was excited, and his beard began to tremble again.

"Don't be so excited, old man, I'm your friend. The white wolf replied, he hoped that the old man would be calmer, in case he was too excited, and then he had a cerebral hemorrhage or a heart attack or something.

The people hiding in the corner listened to the old man's words and looked at the white wolf one after another, their eyes full of surprise.

"But, he killed the guard!" questioned voices from the crowd.

"Fart! I didn't do anything to them at all! I just dispersed them! You saw me kill with your own eyes?" the white wolf was immediately upset when he heard this, how long had it been?

After the white wolf finished speaking, no one dared to speak anymore, and the church instantly became silent.

"Bishop, I believe that the holy white wolf is a friend, but shall we leave first? After a while, a middle-aged man boldly stepped out of the crowd and asked the bishop for advice.

"No problem, you guys go first, I'll talk to the bishop about the rest of the matter. Before the old man could ask, the white wolf nodded in agreement.

Hearing that the white wolf had promised to let them go, the townspeople still felt a little incredible, but finally someone had the courage to sneak out of the church, and seeing that the white wolf did not stop them, the people began to run towards the gate, and soon all left the church.

In just a few breaths, the people in the church ran away, leaving only the old bishop and the white wolf, and the old bishop was looking at the white wolf with a little embarrassment, and all the people ran away, which is not polite hospitality.