"Kill!"

The coolness of the hunter and the fury of the beast collide through the soul link, and at the same time burst out with indescribable energy. Ron held on to the calmness of his mind as he re-channeled the energy generated by the collision to Broken Tooth through the soul link.

Because compared to Ron, who needs to be focused and calm to shoot his enemies, the furious Broken Tooth needs this energy even more!

"Roar!"

Run!

Psychic interaction, soul link, there was no need for Ron to give an order, and the broken teeth that had already leaped out turned into an orange lightning bolt in the eyes of everyone in the beast adventure group.

"Damn it!"

"Why is this beast so fast!"

"No, we can't keep up with it!"

“......”

The wind is howling, surrounding the broken tooth, furious, ferocious, frenzied, with the blessing of the triple talent, the claws of the broken tooth turned into a razor, and only need to run past the enemy, dozens of deep scars have already cut through the clothes and appeared on their **.

Immediately, half of Sarawal's men immediately flinched - they were just ordinary humans, not vampires with extremely strong recovery ability, once they were slashed by the claws of broken teeth, it also heralded their farewell to their careers in serving the Tester family.

This means that the basis for them to work hard to make life better for themselves and their families is lost.

"Give it to me!"

"If not, go back and I'll let Brand take you!"

The retreat of his subordinates, Saraval, naturally saw it in his eyes, which made it more and more unbearable on its pretty face. Because, at this moment, in front of her attendants, the group of vampires with long sharp nails who were contending with the big cat with extremely fast speed were not her men, but the men of Brand as she spoke.

And the big orange cat opposite, and the moonlight mouse that is holding a crossbow and can accurately hit a vampire with every shot, the more Saravar looks at it, the more she likes it - if she can tame such a beast, then the next time she goes out, maybe she won't have to bring this stupid squire like pigs!

"Ah——!h

"Kill them!"

As soon as Shalawal's words fell, his squires immediately rushed to the ground, closing in the direction of the Beast Adventurer.

Perhaps, they can disobey Saravard's love, but when Saravar mentions Brand, they have to fight desperately - if they are taken away by Miss's fiancé, Master Brand, then the vampires in front of them who are trying to fight Broken Tooth and Ron are their role models.

Although they will have a long life, they are mentally retarded, afraid of the sun, need to eat human blood, no longer have a family, and have to curl up in the basement in pain and wail every day, which is what they don't want to have!

............

"Speed up!"

"We can do it!"

Although they have a strong recovery ability, but in just a few seconds of contact, Ron immediately lowered the threat level of this group of so-called vampires - their movements are not as fast as Broken Tooth, and they can't catch the whereabouts of Broken Tooth at all, and at the same time, their low intelligence makes them unable to attack Ron and even the beast adventure group behind Ron.

So, for the duration of the Wild Fury, Ron was able to wipe out the vampires completely!

And the truth did move in Ron's mind, whenever the broken teeth carved deep scars on a vampire's limbs, slowing his movements, Ron's hand crossbow would send a crossbow arrow at the right time, piercing the vampire's head or heart - this is the vital point of a vampire, and if shot, it will be severely traumatized.

Moreover, the linkage between the heart of the beast and the fury of the wild makes every crossbow arrow fired in Ron's crossbow a magic arrow, which is several times more powerful than ordinary crossbow arrows!

"Bang, bang, bang!"

A puff of fine ash exploded through the streets, and the vampire shot by Ron burned in the glow of the sun as if it were shining in the sun, and when the last vampire was reduced to ashes, the rest of Sarawal's squire hadn't even rushed to the battlefield!

............

"Now you have two choices!"

"Keep coming up and die!"

"I promise you'll die a slightly better than these vampires - after all, you're all still human, you won't turn into ashes, and you can keep a whole corpse!"

The fury of the wild was only ten seconds, and as soon as all the vampires were eliminated, it dissipated, and Ron needed to face a dozen ordinary squires left. However, even without the bonus of Wild Fury, Ron, who has been promoted to level ten, still has an absolute advantage.

"Or choose to turn around and leave!"

"You may be hunted down and punished by the Testers, but you don't have to face death today!"

There was no need to speak, the broken tooth that had established a soul link with Ron quietly returned to Ron's side, and his body began to shrink slowly, and similarly, Ron's body began to return to its original size, but the silver white on that back did not disappear with the retreat of the body, and it was still hanging on his back.

And playing with the small hand crossbow, Ron's tone was cold.

............

"Hey, we all underestimated Ron!"

"Although it is very small, once it breaks out, it has extremely strong combat power!"

Squinting his eyes, Miro lay on the ground, using the gold tooth as a cushion and sighed, while pouring fishman tears without a mouthful - I have to say that Miro's heart is very strong, the sea witch grease torch opposite has not been extinguished, and every bite of fishman tears makes Miro's limbs more paralyzed, but he is still reluctant to give up the deliciousness of fishman tears.

"Yes, once it erupts, it's like a combination of an archer ranger and a dual-knife ranger!"

"Precision and speed go hand in hand!"

Sitting cross-legged next to Miro, Kane the Minotaur had changed from a lying position to a sitting position, thanks to the strong physique of the Minotaur, the effect of the mixture of sea witch and fish-man tears weakened and subsided much faster on him, maybe if Kane was given a little more time, he could stand up and help Ron protect his companions.

"Ron's persistence is a little too weak, though!"

"Perhaps, we should help him again!"

Beside Kane was Hogg the Gnoll, who was sitting cross-legged, scratching his face with his claws and whispering.

Although he didn't turn his head in any direction, the words did speak to Miró, and there was even a hint of humility in them.

"Isn't that what we're for?"

"As before, do your best!"

"After all, halflings are a powerful race!"

As if to take it for granted, Miro poured another sip of wine, and continued to watch Ron's battle in a somewhat dazed manner.