Chapter Twenty-Five: The Drizzle

The Werewolf Mage shook its demonic blood cloak. Dozens of blood-colored bats flew out from under the cloak! But those unjust souls have lost their sense of self and have become its tools, "blood attendants".

These Blood Attendants will always chase after their targets. However, once the target is scratched by them, the target's blood will be drained by the Werewolf Archmage.

A group of blood attendants roared and pounced on Karnacas. Canakas quickly dodged by pulling the tree with a string again. His plan was to make a few jumps to bypass the blood-colored bats and attack the Werewolf Archmage itself.

But he soon discovered that the blood-colored bats were extremely fast! he was barely able to dodge. It was almost impossible to shake them off and attack the werewolf archmage.

Canakas changed tactics when he slammed back after a jump and used his triumphant move, "Bee Sting".

But his stingers pierced through the blood-colored bats, but did no harm to the bats, because the blood-colored bats had no flesh at all, they were made of blood.

However, Kanakas also lost the opportunity to dodge due to this attack. A swarm of blood-colored bats had caught up with him, hula and wrapped him in the middle......

On the other side, Jones and Yorkton are engaged in an almost endless battle.

Jones's hand-wielding head breaker knocks and smashes werewolves into the air. Even he himself was amazed at the awakening and growth rate of his talent.

But he also began to feel that his growth might have come to an end. Because these werewolves don't seem to be able to kill them at all. Even if the talent is as strong as him, there will be a moment of exhaustion.

The rise of Yorkton is killing. He likes the feeling of fighting alongside his reliable comrades. But he had also noticed that the power of his Crescent Moon Slash had begun to wane. He was tired, and his divine power was exhausted.

Yorkton shouted as he swung his sword and slashed, "Hey lad! I haven't seen a young man like you in many years! You are ten times stronger than me when I was younger! I am honored to fight with you!"

Jones roared and flew a werewolf in response, "I'm honored too......!"

Jones and Yorkton shouted, enjoying the most painful and final battle of their lives......

Surrounded by blood attendants, Canakas was still alive. Before being bitten by the Blood Attendant, he had already unleashed another of his stunts, "Cocoon......

He used thin threads to weave an airtight protective layer around his body, like a silkworm cocoon.

And there are a lot of thin threads floating outside his cocoon. Canakas can use these thin lines to perceive the outside.

The Werewolf Grand Mage didn't intend to let Kanakas go. It had the blood attendant tear around the cocoon for a moment to no avail. Immediately changed the strategy.

The blood attendants fused into one and became one big hand! and then grabbed Canakas's cocoon and began to squeeze!

The bloody oppression made Canakas almost breathless. But he wasn't going to give up.

The thin lines floating outside suddenly shone brightly. The canakas' cocoon then spun at high speed.

The thin threads on the outside swirled with the cocoon, and almost instantaneously crushed the bloody hand, returning to the form of the blood attendant.

At this moment, a line of Canakas suddenly stretched towards a tree near the werewolf archmage. When the thread was nailed to the tree, it pulled the cocoon over with a bang.

And the cocoon spun again as it crashed into the werewolf archmage. The werewolf archmage hurriedly asked the blood attendant to form a wall in front of him.

And it wasn't meant to be the wall to block the cocoon of Canakas. Because just now he had seen how this spinning cocoon crushed its "big hands".

Its purpose was nothing more than to temporarily block Karnacas in order to create an opportunity for itself to slip away.

It doesn't want to face the enemy head-on. It took the opportunity to sneak behind a small hill. At the same time, it has made use of werewolf golems to provide it with vision. And this time, in order to prevent Canakas from killing the puppets, it simply sent eight werewolf puppets to stand in different directions at the same time.

Canakas remained cocooned and began to roll around. While scrolling, he constantly tries to cast small cobwebs to find out the location of the werewolf archmage.

After a few failed attempts, he knew he couldn't wait any longer. Because it knew that Yorkton and Jones were battling hard, it was almost impossible for both of them not to get hurt.

If you let the werewolf archmage hide and recast the spell. Then Yorkton and Jones will definitely be drained of blood and die in an instant.

So Kanakas suddenly broke out of his cocoon, despite the danger of being chased by the blood attendants!

As soon as he appeared, he jumped to the air again with the help of the line. And threw the cocoon up.

He then used up almost all of his remaining strength and performed the secret technique "Drizzle".

As Canakas clasped his hands together, the calluses suddenly turned into countless tiny broken threads and flew away!

And when Canakas pronounced the phrase "drizzle". The tiny short lines that had just drifted in the air shone with a sparkling light and fell one after another.

The reason why this trick is named drizzle is precisely because it is overwhelming like rain. As long as it is within its range, no one can avoid it.

None of the eight werewolf puppets were spared, and they were immediately blurred by the flesh and blood pierced by the drizzle.

The power of this move is also that it is silent and fast. Because of this, the werewolf mage was also tricked. It is preparing for its bloody ritual. A drizzle has arrived.

So the werewolf mage was also "drenched" by this drizzle, and immediately lost consciousness. If it weren't for the fact that it had the power of Bloodseeker. I'm afraid I died on the spot.

And Canakas also fell heavily from the air to the ground due to the excessive consumption of strength. In fact, this drizzle was the first time he used it in battle.

He's the kind of intelligent demon hunter that his reserves of divine power aren't his forte. Therefore, he does not use large demon hunting skills very often. This time, he fought ......

The werewolf archmage lost consciousness, so the blood attendant it controlled immediately turned into a puddle of black blood and was no longer aggressive.

But none of that helped Yorkton and Jones out.

Yorkton's movements were much slower. Jones was already on one knee with an injury to his left leg and could barely support himself. In fact, the werewolves certainly wouldn't let him hold it up for long. They circled around two men, and they were about to launch a final siege......