Bales gave up the only chance to get the flare, he didn't care if anyone would punish him afterwards for not having a big picture and should be the first warning, he only had one idea now--- that was to let his comrades live!

Yasan Gren's mouth was wide open, and he suddenly felt a pill thrown into his mouth. It exudes a fragrant scent that melts immediately in its mouth, forming a clear stream that spreads deeper into its body.

This taste is too familiar, just like Xu Zheng has always emphasized in eating and medicine, to be able to cure diseases, the taste must be good, and taking medicine must also become a kind of enjoyment. It is the unique secret recovery medicine of Orson Manor!

In an instant, an inexplicable emotion rose in Yasangren's heart, this person had gone to great lengths to save himself! And in the corner of his eye, the dagger behind Bales was still scratching.

The werewolf's near-blank mind had only one sad thought for a while, his comrade was about to die, and he had just discovered his excellence and bravery.

"Down!" Bales shouted.

Yasan Gren didn't have time to think about it, one order at a time. He grabbed Bales and fell down, but he was still half a beat slower, and the dagger slashed across Bales's back, pulling out a long wound.

Yasan Gren got up on the ground, and the fish jumped up and pulled Bales up at the same time. The two stood back to back again. Once again, the four assassins used their stealth skills to hide in the dark.

Bales held a sword in one hand and a shield in the other, only to feel the blood flowing from behind him, and his strength was losing with the loss of blood. Yasan Gren was clinging to him, and his body was returning to a higher normal temperature than a human. Sensitively felt that Bales's back wound was bleeding profusely, flowing down the backs of the two of them, bringing a sticky panic to Yasangren.

"What kind of poison is this time?"

Bales gasped, "Presumably a bleeding agent." Otherwise, the wound would not bleed so violently. Fuck, it hurts!"

Yasan Gren's heart was in a hurry. "How long can you hold out?"

"I don't know. ”

Yasan Gren took a breath. "Do you know the werewolf rage skill?"

"Haven't heard of it. ”

"That's good. This time, it's up to me. I'll use the Enrage skill later. You must not come within thirty yards of me. At this distance, I will not recognize my six relatives. When you see an active place, you will attack. This skill will make me lose my mind. But my speed, strength, defense, and perception will all increase tenfold. I'll kill them. ”

"What are the consequences?" Bales asked uneasily. This skill is too strong when you hear it. There's no negative effect, that's.

"Say!"

“...... Good situation. When I ran out, I would be in a coma. Bad case scenario...... I'll probably never wake up again. Yasangren muttered in a low voice: "I didn't use this to protect my clansmen this time, I lost a lot." "Then don't use it!"

The werewolf grinned: "It's better to die one alive than two." You run thirty yards away and immediately signal. I kill people to buy time before you. ”

Bales was furious: "Fuck you! Who am I going to partner with you when you're dead?"

Yasan Gren glared at Bales. Suddenly: "There are many werewolves. They'll definitely feel like you're the best partner!"

Bales couldn't help but smile: "Are you praising me?"

"Fuck off! A sentence came out of Yasan Grenlen's mouth, and he didn't know whether he was scolding or not, he reached out and pushed Bales out, and said, "Remember, thirty yards, the effective time of the skill is only thirty seconds." We werewolves call it short-lived thirty. ”

Bales was pushed to a stumbling ground and gritted his teeth, "You'd better survive." Otherwise, I'll dig your grave. You won't be at peace even if you die!"

With that, turn around and run. And let yourself open the door. This is where Bales is more intelligent as a human than a werewolf, and the idiot only wants to take down the enemy in thirty seconds. But I didn't think about how to attract the enemy from the shadows, thirty seconds passed, and if the enemy didn't come out, then you obediently lay on the ground and waited for death after thirty seconds.

In an instant, Bales also put life and death out of the way, if his own sacrifice can allow Ausannegren to kill the enemy, and he can save his life without having to completely use up the time of anger, then one life for four lives, it is worth it to exchange this werewolf for survival! If both of them die in battle, there is nothing to say, and there is a trustworthy comrade-in-arms in the underworld. But if he were alive and he died, he would bring a jug of wine to his grave at this time of year and scold him.

Running for his life, he heard the sound of at least three daggers breaking through the ground behind him, and Bales didn't look back, just fumbling for the defender badge on his chest and pulling out the flare inside.

How far is thirty yards?

In this case, it is the distance between life and death!

Suddenly, there was a cry from behind him that he had never heard before, a violent and furious, bloodthirsty and impulsive voice, not like a human, like some kind of animal that had gone berserk after being completely enraged, and was about to launch a furious attack in all directions. With this shout, an invisible force rushed over, forming an invisible air pressure, which made people fight with full fear.

This is the werewolf's madness rage? It's horrible and bloody.

Bales was so frightened that he rushed forward desperately, and for a short time he couldn't figure out if he had run thirty yards. The flare was slashed in the palm of his hand, and Bales suddenly paused, pinched the epidermis and threw it into the sky with all his might.

The gnome flare soared upwards and exploded in the sky, turning into a huge bright glittering white flower!

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

The cries spread like a tidal wave, and the entire Cape of Good Hope quickly awoke from its slumber, ready to accept all challenges.

Bells breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned to look behind him.

The sudden bright light illuminated the audience, and the first thing that caught the eye was the three daggers that were about to get close to each other.

Bellston lived, only had time to open his mouth wide. The next moment. A gray shadow suddenly came, so fast that it could not be seen clearly by the naked eye, it was like a short-range teleportation that broke through the physical limit of the Great Sword Saint. The next moment, one of the three thieves was torn in two by the waist. Flesh and blood sprayed Bales in the face.

Bales was already suffocating, only to see the two remaining rookes screaming in terror and frantically attacking a rapidly moving gray shadow.

I can see the movements of the two slashers, but I can't see the movements of the gray shadow. The only time he froze was that Yasan Gren's figure was half taller than half the hour. Out of the claw, the dagger breaks. One of the takers was caught and torn alive in two, like the previous one. Immediately after the next one, who was grabbed and torn from the middle, his legs were torn apart.

Bales began to vomit incessantly. For a while, there was only one thought in my mind, do werewolves like to tear the ground when they kill people?

Only then did he spit out, and was shocked to find that there was a bloody wolf head in front of him, and his teeth were showing in his half-open mouth, and he was snorting rapidly, and he was now in front of his face. Not knowing how fast the man was swaying in front of him, Bales realized how bad he was. Yasan Gren's long, nostril-open mouth was less than half a meter away from him. Two crimson eyes like clotted blood were staring at him.

Bales' sword fell to the ground, and he cried out in shock and fear, "Ahsan." I'm Bales!"

It didn't work, and the other party only hesitated slightly. The blood red in both eyes suddenly deepened, the nostrils opened angrily, and the attack was only in an instant. As for the speed and strength of Yathan Glengren's use of anger, Bells couldn't even hide from the center of the earth. There is no doubt that he will be torn in half immediately.

How unjust would it be to die at the hands of a comrade-in-arms who had lost his mind? Ask Bales, who now knows this better than anyone else.

Concerned about the danger, Bales didn't know what he was thinking, so he slammed into the head of the werewolf and shouted, "I'm your comrade-in-arms!

The bloody wolf's head was taken into Bales's arms, and the close contact isolated the strong Yelan breath, and a familiar human breath tugged at what little sanity he had in his mind, because he remembered that the reason for his anger was that someone had endangered his own safety and that of his comrades.

The word comrade-in-arms made Yasangren's brows jump again, and his frenzied nostrils took a few deep breaths on Bales, and the next moment, Bales's arms suddenly emptied. Yasangren sprang away at a terrible speed, and the smell of living things made him want to kill, and the smell just now reminded him that he couldn't kill, so he could only roar back into the field, hammer the ground frantically, dig large and small holes in the ground with his claws, and shout, "Come out!"

Once again, Bales escaped death, only to feel as if he had been fished out of the water. Angered werewolves are really scary......

Out of the corner of his eye, a translucent figure was quietly leaving, and Bells picked up his sword and threw it at him.

Athan Gren's blood-red eyes turned in the direction of the sword's shot, turning into a gray shadow from the spot and pounced on the enemy.

Seeing the blood mist spraying wildly, there was not even a scream, and when the blood mist dissipated, he saw a piece of flesh and blood, and the enraged werewolf looked around with blood-red eyes in the same place, looking for the next opponent.

When that vision fell on him, Bales sighed in his heart, it's over, except for the werewolf, it seems that he is the only one alive now.

Fuck, die at the hands of your own comrades...... What a grievance!

How many seconds are left in thirty seconds?

According to his killing speed, and counting the seconds that his good luck dragged on, there were still more than ten seconds left until he gave birth. I used my sword and shield to fight him with all my might, and if I was lucky, I might be able to hold out for a few seconds. As a veteran, he is also an infantry with a combination of sword and shield, and he is proficient enough in the style of fighting with both sides. But the problem is that I can't get up that confrontational heart in my heart.

Bells sighed, threw away the shield and hidden dagger, and opened his arms and muttered, "Come on." There is a kind of you don't wake up, otherwise the regret of killing your comrades by mistake will be more uncomfortable than death. ”

As if to fulfill Bales's curse, Yasangren rushed to Bales with an unparalleled speed.

Bales couldn't help but sigh again, and closed his eyes in resignation, hoping that he would do it quickly, so that he would not feel pain. For example, it will be torn in half at once.

However, the expected sensation did not come, and Bales opened his eyes carefully, looking at him without blinking at a pair of blood-red eyes.

"Bales?"

Bales's heart was beating wildly, and he replied, "It's me." Or are you still you?

"Yes. Yasan Gren replied, his eyelids scurled up without warning, and he rolled over and fell to the ground. To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please log in to qidiancom, more chapters, support the author, support genuine reading!)