Chapter 326: The Canyon
Turning his head, he found that Cyril was looking at him in surprise, Little Red Riding Hood pursed his lips and said with some unhappiness: "The big bad wolves are all bad guys, and I hate them the most." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½ā
Cyril swallowed, then nodded in surprise, the huge ice wolf corpse had already fallen to the side.
The severed neck was still slowly bubbling blood, judging from his slightly whitish and denser hair, this ice wolf had evolved and was a real mid-level low-level demonic beast.
However, this medium-level low-level demonic beast comparable to the elite level was easily killed under the knife of Little Red Riding Hood, and even used a bloody and violent method such as beheading.
After noticing that Cyril had not spoken, Little Red Riding Hood's slightly jubilant expression dimmed, and she stared down at her little brown leather boots, and then said nothing.
Cyril couldn't help but smile when she saw this, no matter what, Little Red Riding Hood was just a very young girl.
She jumped out to save herself, but she was treated like this by herself, presumably she would be very sad.
Stretching out his hand and gently rubbing Little Red Riding Hood's hair, Cyril stood up, then moved his slightly sore muscles, and said with a smile: "Thank you just now, if it weren't for you, I would have been killed by that guy." ā
With a very obvious smile on his face for the first time, Little Red Riding Hood nodded vigorously, then grabbed Cyril's robe with both hands, but said nothing.
Taking a few steps forward, Cyril crouched down and examined the bodies that had fallen to the ground, then smiled helplessly.
The quest required him to obtain two ice wolf pelts with a complete level of no less than seventy percent, although the ice wolf fur that was decapitated by Little Red Riding Hood should be more than seventy percent complete.
But the few that he killed by himself basically couldn't tell that they were the fur of the ice wolf, and the fur was black except for black.
Scratching his head, Cyril said helplessly to himself, "Come on, it seems that we have to find a way to get another wolf skin." ā
Little Red Riding Hood, who had been silent, heard Cyril's words, and pulled the hem of Cyril's clothes vigorously.
Then he raised his head and whispered, "If you want to find the wolf, Nelly knows where to find it." ā
Stretching out his hand to rub Little Red Riding Hood's hair, Cyril patiently asked, "So, would Nelly tell me?"
The sun slowly climbed from the east to the middle of the sky, and then slowly sank towards the west.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Cyril wiped the cold sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and then asked a little nervously, "That...... Nelly, when you say you can find wolves, isn't that the place you are referring to?"
Little Red Riding Hood nodded vigorously, then turned her head and looked at Cyril in bewilderment, as if to ask, 'Is there a problem?'
Shaking his head, Cyril hesitated and said, "There are indeed wolves I'm looking for down there, but don't you think there are too many of them?"
At this time, the two of them were standing on the top of a canyon, and through the gap in the woods, Ciril could see tens of thousands of wolf-shaped demonic beasts distributed under the canyon, many of which were extremely large high-level wolf species.
You must know that the number of wolf-form demonic beasts is not small, and the number and types of wolf-form demonic beasts that appear in this canyon. In Cyril's opinion, an exhibition of wolf-form monsters can be launched.
"Nelly, have you been here before?" Cyril asked in surprise, knowing that the wolf-form monster has a strong sense of perception, and if Little Red Riding Hood had been here before, how did she escape.
But contrary to Cyril's expectations, Little Red Riding Hood nodded very calmly.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the voices and movements of the two of them alarmed the group of demonic beasts below, and several wolf-type demonic beasts glanced at this one, and then began to grin and roar.
"It's over, it's over...... Let's get out of here!" Cyril grabbed Little Red Riding Hood and pulled back, and just as the two of them stood up, a high-pitched wolf howl rang from inside the canyon.
Listening to the howling of wolves below, and the sound of stamping on the snow, Cyril knew that a large group of wolves must be chasing after him.
Hurriedly digging out his notebook, Cyril grabbed Little Red Riding Hood and ran for the way he came, stammering as he looked at the incantations on the notebook.
After laying out three or four magic traps behind his body in one go, Cyril closed his notebook and ran forward intently.
He had barely taken a few steps forward when he heard a violent explosion behind him, followed by the crackling sound of burning flames.
"Have you already triggered two traps? and chased them so fast!?" Silently calculating, Cyril thought with some surprise in his heart.
However, before the thought could dissipate from his mind, there was a roar of thunder and lightning and a bang.
Cyril's face changed, and Cyril had only set up four traps, all of which had been triggered.
Now there is nothing behind the two of them that can stop these monsters, presumably they will catch up soon.
After gritting his teeth and seeing that there was still a vast forest in front of him, Cyril took a deep breath, then let go of his hand and said to Little Red Riding Hood: "Nelly, be obedient, now you run back along this road, and I will turn around and stop those wolves." ā
Although Little Red Riding Hood had indeed shown great strength before, Cyril could not let such a cute-looking little girl fight with him under any circumstances, especially when facing several or even dozens of vicious wolves that eat people and do not spit out bones.
Unexpectedly, Little Red Riding Hood, who had been well-behaved and obedient before, shook her head resolutely, she didn't say anything, just pulled out the wood knife from her waist, and then stood by Cyril's side.
Shaking his head with a wry smile, since he couldn't dissuade Little Red Riding Hood, let's fight together.
With that in mind, Cyril pulled out his notebook and began to rummage through what magic he should use to block the enemies that would appear next, and this time he would probably have to deal with more than just the ice wolf.
After a cursory look just now, in addition to the most common ice wolves in the Frost Forest, there are also many more powerful white-horned wolves in the canyon, and even the wind wolves that can spit storms.
In the face of these wolf-shaped demonic beasts with various attributes, Cyril, who had nothing in his mind and could only look through his notebook, really couldn't find a suitable magic.
And at this moment, more than twenty wolf-shaped demonic beasts of various kinds came out of the dense forest, in addition to the vast majority of them were lower-rank demonic beasts, Cyril also saw three medium-level demonic beasts.
Taking a deep breath, Cyril turned around, and was about to discuss the countermeasures with Little Red Riding Hood, but found that Little Red Riding Hood, who was still standing beside him just now, had already grabbed her firewood knife and rushed out. (To be continued.) )