My father died, swallowed by the giant monster. 'Fez' leaned against the window in a daze, unable to believe the tragedy that was happening in front of him.

In the heart of this young wolf, the father is invincible and the most powerful warrior in the village. He can easily catch the delicious but clever rabbits, and he can also chase away the gnolls and goblins that roam the grasslands.

Two years ago, a terrifying manticore-tailed lion flew over the grassland, a big lion with bat wings and a scorpion tail that nested in a gravel pile not too far from the village. Even Fez's best playmate, 'Toby', was captured by the manticore-tailed lion in broad daylight.

The village's hunting party had hunted the monster in the rubble many times, but the other party was extremely cunning, and once they noticed that there were many people, they would spread their wings and fly away, and then sneak back after the hunting party left.

In the end, his father chose to go into the den alone, and Fez and his mother worried about it at home for three days, and her mother prayed to her ancestors every night for his safe return. And on the evening of the fourth day, when the sun was about to set, my father finally dragged the corpse of the terrible monster and carried the setting sun on his back and slowly walked back to the village from a distance.

That night was the happiest moment of Fez's life, the whole village laughed and laughed, and everyone praised his father's feat. The village elders also hung a fifth 'carved wolf fang' around his father's neck, and Fez knew that these wolf fangs were all items left by his ancestors, which not only symbolized incomparable glory, but also made his father stronger in the immersion of ancestral breath.

The father was the only one in the entire village who was able to control the five wolf fangs while still maintaining a completely sane mind, which Fez had always taken pride in and regarded the man as invincible.

"Father, father, have you never been fearless and nothing can defeat you?" said an excited Fez.

"No, every life should be in awe, and I am no exception. The father replied, "The most revered thing in this world is nature itself." For no warrior can withstand thunder, torrential rain, wind, or mire. ”

Now, as if trapped in a swamp, this mighty warrior has disappeared forever from the monster's body. Moreover, while the monster was frantically slaughtering the villagers, it also kept howling and roaring in his father's voice, as if it was his father himself who did this, which was something that Fez couldn't accept.

Why, why are these plant-like monsters attacking us? What did we do wrong? His mind was full of confusion, but no one was destined to tell him the answer.

Monsters large and small are roaming around the village, and their numbers are increasing. Although the clansmen in the village were still resisting desperately, the strength of the resistance became weaker and weaker with time, and even the elder, who usually walked and faltered, transformed into a battle to participate.

The elder transformed into a giant wolf not much smaller than the monster's size, with a long string of wolf teeth hanging from its chest, each of which shimmered faintly.

The wolf stared at its scarlet eyes, and with frenzied bites and pounces, the people gathered around it in an attempt to reorganize the line of resistance.

However, the enemy's pine needles were shooting around the wolf one by one, scattering the clansmen. The elder, who was the spiritual pillar, was also entangled in his limbs by two bloated vines, unable to move a bit.

The monster that had killed my father then rushed over, and it pressed the wolf's head to the ground and roared in his father's voice, "Die, you cursed beings!"

The monster struck the wolf's head with the log in his hand, and when the wolf was dying, it wrapped up the long knife that his father had dropped and stabbed it into the wolf's eye socket.

The sound of the door slamming open knocked our wolf cub out of his dazed fear, and then he heard a staggering sound of climbing. The voice moved slowly, but it kept moving closer to his room. Fez's mind went blank as he turned and stared blankly at the closed door.

The unknown creature came out of the door and fell down with a "poof" without making a sound for a long time.

We, the young wolves who had never even killed chickens, slowly mustered up the last bit of courage in our hearts and slowly walked towards the door. He cautiously pushed the door open a little crack, and looked out with his hand on his stomach, and found a werewolf covered in blood lying outside.

That's his mother!

In the memory of this young wolf, the mother and father have very different attitudes towards transformation, and the mother usually maintains a human appearance, and rarely transforms into a werewolf. Fez had only seen his mother pray in werewolf form on the days when his father had gone to hunt manticores, and he had never seen anything else.

Now all the adults in the village, both men and women, have joined the fight, and the mother is not immune. Although the mother did not like the appearance of this half-human, half-beast very much, it was undeniable that this form could provide stronger combat power.

The dying mother was awakened by Fez's crying, she reached out with a trembling hand and gently stroked the cheek of the young wolf, "Run, my child, get out of the village while those monsters are attracted by the battle!"

Mother's tone was weak and hurried, "Go to the elves, only they can provide you with refuge." ”

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Obeying his mother's orders, Fez managed to escape from the village with his small size, and ran lifeless in this endless Hanhai grassland.

There are many unforeseen dangers hidden under the beautiful grassland, but the most terrible thing is the helplessness and despair of losing their homes and loved ones, which makes the young wolf completely helpless, and can only run forward in a daze, until he falls into some grass from exhaustion, and then spends the whole day motionless.

The exhaustion of the body slowed down the sadness of the soul, "I can't die like this, I can't!" said to the aching wolf cub to himself. At this time, there was only one purpose left in his heart, which was to reach the territory of the elves and beg those elves to destroy the monsters in the village and avenge his parents and people.

Mother had taken Fez to the Elven Forest before, and although they did not enter the forest in the end, and only looked out from afar, the towering ancient tree that stood tall beyond the forest still left a deep impression on the young wolf's heart.

He vaguely remembered the general direction of the Elven Forest, but he couldn't remember the exact location. But this is enough, just run in the direction, and the towering ancient tree will eventually appear in view.

Berries, insects, voles, tubers, Fez's mouths for everything he can find on the prairie. With some hunting skills his father had taught, he could barely guarantee that he would not starve to death in this well-fed grassland.

In addition to looking for food and resting, Fez spends the rest of his time traveling. He had encountered goblins that screamed and chased him frantically, and large bobcats that appeared in front of him silently but did not attack.

But in any case, this young wolf, who had endured many hardships and dangers, with his own racial advantage and a little luck in the dark, finally managed to survive, and saw the tall ancient tree in the distance, which almost reached into the sky.

But just as he was happily running towards the ancient tree, a huge falcon in the sky rushed straight at him. Instead of attacking him with its claws, the falcon landed on the ground and turned into a humanoid creature wearing a hood of eagle feathers.

"What's the matter, little wolf, can't you find your way home?" asked the hooded man in a relaxed tone.

Fez couldn't see the face under the hood, "Are you an elf?"

"Guess what. The other party laughed, and did not answer directly, but asked rhetorically, "Do you have anything to do with the elves?"

"I want to go into that forest. ”

"Oh, the Elven Sanctuary isn't accessible to anyone, but I happen to have the right to take you in. But there has to be a premise, you have to tell me what to do when I go in. ”

"I'm going there......" Fez, who had just wanted to tell him his purpose, suddenly paused. For some reason, he was extremely uneasy now, but he didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

Is it because of the person in front of you? The young wolf hesitated, was it because of the pair of sharp eagle eyes on the other party's hood, or the darkness hidden under the hood?

"What's the matter, little wolf, why don't you speak?" the hooded man raised his hand slightly, and the surrounding plants became a little strange for a moment, and the uneasiness in Fez's heart became deeper and deeper.

But just when he didn't know what to do, the hooded man in front of him suddenly stopped what he was doing and turned his head to look in the other direction.

He also subconsciously looked in that direction, and saw a few horses running towards this place from a distance. One of the mounts was wrapped in thick black smoke and flames, and on its back sat a tall, muscular human.

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