Most of the sun's face had sunk into the western ground, leaving only a small part of the light still emitting a strong, but not very hot, light. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThe clouds on the horizon are illuminated by the afterglow, as if a raging fire has been ignited, and it is so red that it is transparent.

A hundred miles southeast of the Holy Capital of Fog City, there is a subordinate city called the Holy Eagle. The city is not very large, but it is particularly important because of its proximity to the Holy Capital, which is one of the two gateways to the Holy Capital and bears the heavy responsibility of defending the Holy Capital. Therefore, the military power here is one of the four strongest cities except for the four major subordinate cities of Wudong, Wunan, Wuxi, and Wubei.

Unlike the places north and west of the Holy Capital, many of the people of Fog City here were not all brutally slaughtered. Because of Night City's "post-disturbance plan", they sent many very powerful sorcerers to take advantage of the gap when most of the fog masters rushed to the eastern battlefield, and went around to the west and north of the fog city, and launched the "murder of every inch of land", that is, to kill every fog city person they saw, whether it was a civilian or a high-ranking official, or a holy magician, they were not allowed to let go, wanting to use this to distract the military spirit of the fog city army fighting on the front line, so that they could take care of one and lose the other.

Many of the people to the east and south were taken hostage, except for the holy magicians, of course. Once the Mist Division is discovered or captured, all of them are annihilated, this is an order issued by Tari himself.

The city of Sacred Eagle was not called the Holy Eagle before, but was called the Holy Hide, but later because of the condensation of a huge eagle as a holy horse, in order to commemorate the condensation and [Wind Wing] changed "Hide" to "Eagle". Another subordinate city, which is also the eastern gateway, is named after the Holy Horse of Soranti and is called "Elven City".

After more than a month of fighting, the war is almost coming to an end. Unlike any previous battle, Night City defeated Fog City by a landslide. The Night Masters, who had been coveting the fat of Fog City for many years, finally got their wish and used their strength to set foot on this vast land as victors, and they let out the most mocking laughs to this former powerhouse who was kneeling on the ground and unable to move.

This battle was what the soldiers of Night City had dreamed of for a long time, but it was a pity that several generations of Holy Emperors did not dare to start a war, had no idea of starting a war, and had no ambition to encroach on everything. Fortunately, Heaven finally brought such a person to them. Although this man became the Holy Emperor by unclean means, as long as he brings hope and motivation to this city that has always been underestimated, they can ignore everything.

And now, this man is not just bringing them hope, but turning it into reality.

At this time, in the city of Sacred Eagle, on the longest and widest central street, there were four or five columns of people walking slowly forward. They were in rags, and many of them were hunched, staggering, staggering, and could fall at any moment.

If you look closely, you will find that the leftmost column is full of old people over half a hundred years old, their hands are tightly bound together by a rope that is not too big but strong for ordinary people to break free, and then the other end of the rope that binds their hands is tied to a thick rope that runs through the entire column. They all had iron chains around their feet and necks, and they walked with a "clang" sound.

The two columns on the right are adult men between the ages of eight and forty or fifty, their hands and feet tied in the same way, all of them naked and naked, and each of them has at least a dozen or twenty visible bone scars on their arms, stomachs, and backs. Some of them wept because of the unbearable pain of their wounds, and some of them bowed their heads in despair because they were captured and could no longer control their lives or their freedom, and their eyes were blank, and they seemed to have no light to speak of.

The middle two columns are all women. They are all young and beautiful girls, they are at the age of youth and sunshine, and they should live in this world with a lively and cute character. This is the age when love first begins, some may already have a favorite object, and some may have a marriage contract. Their future was supposed to be happy and perfect, even if there were some small twists and turns, it was just a part of life that should be had, but on that day, everything changed. When the evil sorcerers in black robes broke down the gates and led the Night Army into the city, they were stripped of everything.

The two columns of women were all naked, and there was nothing to hide. They were angry, the inhumane torture and humiliation that they no longer knew how to meet people, but they couldn't resist, and the only thing they could do now was to sob.

The night soldiers who drove them away were full of sneers, they were not even ants in their eyes, and if one of them was not pleasing to the eye or was in an unhappy mood, someone would swing a knife and slash at the nearest captive. And the soldiers standing next to the two columns of female prisoners were excited, with weapons in one hand and dishonest in the other, sliding over every woman who walked by. The expressions on their faces, even if you take a sword and stick dozens of swords on him, it will be difficult to relieve your anger.

The undead blood wolf may have such a thought in his heart at this time.

It stood not far in front of these people, and with every heavy breath it took out of its nose because of its anger. Its eyes were constantly flashing with strange light, like countless knife lights.

The Night Elf's pupils were as thin as a needle. Normally, its pupils only become so thin when the midday sun is in full swing, and it changes when it is extremely angry. It constantly makes a cat's "fur" sound that threatens or warns when facing an enemy, and its tail is constantly wagging in preparation for a leap.

But the tail of the undead blood wolf lay across it. The undead blood wolf tilted its head, as if to say, "You get out of the way." Although the Night Elves were furious, they still stood obediently far away, glaring at all the people in Night City in front of them.

"******, where did the brute come from? One of the soldiers cursed, and although they were startled when they first saw the wolf that suddenly appeared in front of them, they quickly calmed down. Among them, there is no shortage of powerful sorcerers.

"It looks like a mythical beast, maybe someone can hunt this wolf today. Someone else chimed in. However, some people still asked worriedly because of its appearance: "I think I have seen this wolf somewhere, but I can't remember it." ”

The undead blood wolf slapped violently, and the earth suddenly shook violently. The sudden turn of events caught everyone off guard, and almost everyone fell to the ground. Then it let out another angry howl, and the waves of air it emitted were like invisible blades in the air, which hurt all the people in Night City, and strangely, the people of Fog City didn't feel it at all.

"It's a wild brute, but I like it. Just like these women, I like whoever is the strongest, haha. A Night Master dressed in a seven-star robe came to the front and looked directly at the undead blood wolf. In his eyes, there was no fear, maybe it was the undead blood wolf's two consecutive dismounts, although it caused them a short period of panic, but not even a single one was injured, so he felt that this was just an ordinary divine beast with average strength.

If he was a wolf, maybe he could understand the sneer in the eyes of the undead blood wolf at this time.

The Senior Night Master's words also drew ridicule from the others, with one quipping, "Don't blow it up, if you die at its hands later, it will be a big loss." ”

"Hahahaha. ”

The High Night Master laughed as well, he looked at the undead blood wolf, and suddenly saw something strange in its eyes, he wanted to take a closer look, and then he realized that it was his own head that was sliding off his neck.

His head fell to the ground, the sneer on his lips had not faded, and his body was still standing there, the blood spurting from his neck splashed high like a blooming blood-red rose.

Seeing the sudden death of the Senior Night Master, everyone was a little surprised. The undead blood wolf rushed into the crowd like lightning, its claws, sharper than the sharpest blade in the world, instantly became the scythe of death, the life-harvesting charm.

This is the first time that the Night Elves have seen the attack of the undead blood wolf, it does not use any force, just like an ordinary wolf, tearing, biting, and stepping on the enemy, in short, using the most common and simple and effective method of the wolf when attacking.

The captives saw the enemies around them shatter into several pieces one by one, and the entire street was instantly covered in a bloody mist, and the strong smell of fish was disgusting. The undead blood wolf was like a bolt of lightning, and no one could see its figure clearly, only a rapidly moving dark red light and shadow. It didn't pause, and the enemy was as fragile as a blade through a piece of paper under its claws.

But even under this high-speed attack, it still did not accidentally injure an innocent captive. Instead, its claws not only tore its enemies apart, but also cut through the heavy rope and the chains on their feet.

In a matter of moments, the undead blood wolf had gone back and forth several times, not only killing all the enemies in front of him, but also freeing all the captives at the same time. Shocked, they still couldn't believe the facts in front of them, and they looked around at all the broken corpses of the enemies around them in a daze, but they didn't expect that there wasn't even a complete corpse. The blood mist in the air became more intense, and the foul smell brought them back to their senses, and almost instantly, everyone fell to their knees in front of the undead blood wolf, as if they had taken this wolf as a god.

But when they looked up, the undead blood wolves and the night elves were gone. Although many of them regretted that they could not properly thank the wolf who saved their lives, they still felt afraid of the encounter of escaping death, and at the same time had an indescribable excitement. Someone went around rummaging through the clothes and cloning them over these lovely maidens.

Perhaps in the near future, they will build a temple, carve out an image of the wolf, and enshrine it inside. And this wolf, who saved all their lives and freedom, will become the eternal god of this place and many places.

A wolf howl resounded in the air, and the Night Elf followed the undead blood wolf on to the next city, where it belonged.