One of the black-robed men, who was desperately resisting the succubus, suddenly turned his head to look in the other direction of the forest. In its vegetative perception, a lanky mortal is skillfully navigating the forest. It was Adam Skinny Freckles who returned to the Day Line camp to report the news.

As soon as his heart moved, the black-robed man immediately shouted: "Stop!"

"Convincing?" the succubus smiled and stood in place, the other two black-robed men obviously embarrassed.

"There's a mortal who sneaked into the forest, I just read the memories of the forest, and he's been in contact with the Arcanist for the past few days!" the black-robed man snorted.

"Who is it?" Wendthor frowned! he didn't think that anyone else would dare to make contact with an Arcanist under his nose.

The black-robed man suddenly let out a strange laugh: "There is something even more unimaginable for you!"

Wendthor frowned even tighter, and he felt a little emotion in his heart about the strange abilities of these alien races: "Your Excellency, since we have the same goal, I hope that Your Excellency can tell you a little bit of information!"

"Werewolf! That little skinny man who came into contact with the Arcanist is a werewolf!" Suddenly, another black-robed man spoke.

"There are quite a few hidden in the camp, and there are more werewolves hidden in the forest!" added the third black-robed man.

"Hiding in the camp?" Windsor was stunned, not only were people in contact with the Arcanist right under his nose, but werewolves were living in the same camp as him.

"Rolf, my knights, lead the apprentice knights to get the filth back!" Wendthor muttered. The water in this lumberyard seemed to be quite deep, and he was not sure if there was any other conspiracy hiding in it: "The rest of the knights will give me a thorough survey of the entire camp!"

The knights took the order, and soon found a large amount of silverstone dust in a warehouse in the lumberyard that had been packed and ready to be transported. Some account breakdowns have also surfaced.

There was clearly a large amount of anomalous silverstone powder, and the accounts for the purchase of grain had been started a year ago. It is clear that these werewolves have been entering the lumber yard since a year ago, and then collecting supplies from the outside world through the cover of the lumberyard.

A faint smell of blood gradually wafted in the distance! There seemed to be a faint scream.

A dozen trainee knights, led by the meritorious Rolf, drove back the workers who had been frightened by the alien war and fled in all directions.

Anyone who resists will be killed on the spot!

A massacre is being staged outside the lumber yard camp. Meanwhile, Adam quickly shuttled through the forest, anxiously returning to the camp.

Today, the bald man was guarding outside the cave, and when he saw the thin freckles, his heart sank: "What's wrong?"

"Something's wrong, come in with me!" Adam's face was gloomy: "There are a few foreign witchers here!It seems that the Arcanist has been completely exposed! The Holy See is already here to investigate us thoroughly, and I think we are not far from being exposed!"

"What about them?" asked the bald man.

"The big man told me to come back first. They're packing up their stuff and getting ready to evacuate!" Adam said as he quickly walked through the cave into the werewolf's camp: "Go and organize the people in the camp to get ready to evacuate!

"They've found out!" Suddenly, Balin slowly walked out of the wooden house where he was temporarily staying, his face was unusually solemn: "The green light in the forest before should have been attracted by the children of the forest in the alien race, and I sensed a strange soul fluctuation sweeping through the camp. This place must have been detected by an alien witcher!"

"What to do?" asked Adam anxiously.

"There must be a volcano deep in the forest, I sensed it from the lava lake at the bottom of the cave! Let's go there!" Ballin pointed in one direction. He naturally knew that there must be a lot of elemental beasts living in the forest, but unfortunately there was a lack of oxygen under the cave, and there was even a high concentration of poisonous gases. Otherwise, there is no need for him to go far and near.

"To the depths of the forest?" the bald man looked with deep fear, "Can you deal with those monsters in the forest?"

"Let's try!" Balin sighed, to be honest, so many people migrated together, he was not completely sure, paused and continued: "This is the only way, staying here is a dead end! I don't know how many pursuers will arrive this time, I can only try to trigger the volcano, it is possible to fight with them!"

"Then go!" Adam suddenly gritted his teeth, his face fierce. He was completely tired of being hunted down all day.

The three of them were discussing when several workers who had escaped from the lumberyard arrived outside the cave.

Their heavy gasps could be heard in the distance.

"Skinny freckles! come out and help!" a man called out in the cave!

Faintly you can still hear a low moan of pain.

The first-line heavenly camp was finally alarmed by the shouting, and they ran towards the cave**.

Seven or eight men ran briskly towards the cave**, and saw four or five workers carrying a wounded man.

"What's going on?" asked Skinny Freckles with a gloomy face.

"We're exposed! We were about to take advantage of the alien battle to escape quietly, but suddenly a team of holy knights rushed in, and they couldn't help but drive us back. Scarface only argued twice, and was slashed with a sword!" said a lumberjack werewolf angrily.

"What about the big ones?" asked Skinny Freckles quickly.

"I don't know, the Holy Knight has swept everyone apart!" the other lumberjack lamented.

The crowd scrambled to help with the wounded, and two women who were said to have worked as nurses in the hospital run by the Arcanists hurriedly began to clean the wounds and stitch up the wounds.

Amid a crowd of noisy people, some lumberyard workers who had escaped returned to the camp one after another.

Most of them have minor or severe injuries. Bahrain stood aside, looking at the camp with children and children, injured and injured, and his heart became even more worried about crossing the forest to reach his destination.

"You don't have to take them!" Alice said with a blank face as she came behind Bahrain!

"Do your best!" Bahrain sighed noncommittally until the sun was about to set, when the group of wolfish patients, wanted by the whole world, finally packed everything up.

"The night is dangerous, but everyone should know that we don't have time!" said a burly man, standing on a wooden box.

After saying this, he suddenly looked at Balin, who was surrounded by arcane hearts: "Fortunately, we still have Mr. Balin! He was able to trigger the volcano deep in the forest. That will be the only way we can stop the enemy!"

As the words fell, everyone's eyes were focused on Bahrain.

Balin nodded, and promised very seriously: "Although I can't guarantee that you will all be able to reach the volcano smoothly, I don't know how many dangers will occur along the way. But I promise to do my best to help you!"

"Time is pressing, let's go!" the burly man glanced at Balin gratefully, and with a wave of his hand, he commanded a group of people to begin to move.