It was cold, dark, filled with the low roars of different beasts, interspersed with a high-pitched and miserable wail or two.

Yalei opened his eyes slightly, waking up from the pain of being recreated, and for a moment when his mind went blank, all kinds of strange smells rushed into his nostrils.

His sense of smell was more sensitive than ever, and he could even distinguish the body odor of hundreds of animals, the source of the filthy smell in the air, and ...... The stench of rotting corpses dozens of meters and feet underground.

Oh, that damn ugly witch!

The knight's dilated pupils gathered a glimmer of light, and he stared hollowly at his forelimbs—now a pair of furry claws.

The world in his eyes is no longer the usual beauty and colorful, only black and white, the strength of the hind limbs has greatly declined, and there is a hard tail behind the thigh.

The sky was gray, except for a dim moon, two or three miles in circumference, surrounded by smooth walls that reached a height of a hundred feet.

If he was in human form, this wall would be meaningless, but if he was in this body, it would be an unattainable cliff for him.

Yalei circled around the place, his movements were stiff like a marionette, his face was completely uncontrollable, and the strangeness of his limbs was also very strict. Using a human soul to control the body of a wolf, it is natural not to be accustomed to it, the knight thought to himself.

Due to the transformation of the body structure, the collapse of his body caused by the forced falcon sword transformation was also aborted, and he was lucky to save his life.

There are a large number of wild beasts, white lions, black-backed brown bears, megalodon wild boars, ironclad rhinos, and mammoths...... Compared to this gang of murderous creatures, his little wolf seems to be a little weaker.

However, they all consciously gathered in a circle, only daring to roar defiantly, hesitating and not daring to approach. Yalei knew very well that his slightly larger wolf had absolutely no great deterrent power.

There is only one reasonable explanation, although the structure of the eyeballs has been changed, the dragon's blood blessing still exists, and these beasts are just afraid to approach the dragon.

It seems that the mystery of the shoddy dragon blood seems to be a little higher than the transformation spell of the witch queen, so my cecum has not changed.

And what about vindictiveness?

He tried to ignite the fighting spirit, and the war patterns and vitality in his body were as immovable as a pool of stagnant water. Really...... War paint is a weapon used by humans, and fighting spirit is also the vitality of the human body's transformation, and it is common sense that it has become another creature, and it is common sense that it cannot continue to operate and transform.

Fortunately, although the vitality cannot continue to be transformed, the foundation is still there, and with the subtle strengthening, this body can gradually become stronger.

Yalei kept fluttering and bouncing, trying to get acquainted with his new body, the iron coffin had been lying on its own for a whole year, and what if it turned into a beast, for him, as long as he lived, there was hope.

About ten minutes later, the mammoth to his southeast suddenly let out a low, loud roar and walked away with its big fan-like ears.

From where it left, a wild boar and a reindeer slowly entered the enclosure.

The black wolf immediately arched his back and showed a threatening muffled roar, and the hairs on his back stood up like steel needles.

"Hmph. The boar shuffled nasally and stopped, and suddenly made a very human movement—striking its ugly head with its hoof.

The reindeer also waved its front hooves, made a few strokes on the dirt, and then turned away, snorting through its nose for him to come and see.

Yare approached almost in confusion, looked down, and instantly relaxed, and there was a line of letters written on the ground - Carla Camden.

It turned out to be the drunkard, and he was also caught...... was turned into a lower level of the food chain, a little worse than himself.

So this wild boar, is it Laurie?

The boar nodded at him and wrote his name on the sandy ground - Laurie Copeland.

I didn't expect them to meet again on such an occasion, and still as beasts, but why didn't they see Charlene?

"Where's Charlene?" the knight wrote crookedly with his paws.

The boar and the reindeer looked at each other, then turned around and shook their heads at him.

Laurie replied with his front hooves, "We thought she was with you." ”

The three animals were silent, and after two or three minutes, Yalei suddenly stretched out his paws and wrote, "That witch said that Charlene is the best real thing. ”

Then, he aimed his green wolf eyes at the boar, and continued to write with a wave of his paws: "Charlene's full name is Charlene Philip Tudor, and that witch seems to care about this last name too, tell me, is she a blue-blooded?"

Hearing that Charlene might be regarded as a real product, Laurie's eyes turned red, his nostrils continued to spew rough air, and he rubbed his front hooves and nodded his head heavily.

"Calm down, we still have hope. The knight tried to comfort him.

The reindeer raised its front hooves irritably, screamed at the top of its throat, ran around, and stopped suddenly: "Hopefully, you still have luck because you don't know how strong she is." ”

"I know, she's a witch queen. ”

Carla bounced wildly, hitting the ground with the horns of her huge branches from time to time, and wrote a line of words: "In that case, you shouldn't be lucky!"

With a low roar, Aree flipped the reindeer underneath him, his teeth biting his neck and flung him out. Because he didn't adapt to this body, he used too much force, and he threw Kara to pieces.

Kara struggled a few times, and when she got back to her feet, she seemed to be much more sober, and walked up to them with her horns slumped, raised her right hoof and waved forward, making a gesture to follow me.

The boar nodded at the knight and motioned for him to follow.

With a vague sense of foreboding, Yalei still followed behind them, and walked forward for a few minutes, when the ground suddenly concave. In the center of the ring-shaped valley mouth, a huge iron pillar is erected, and under the iron pillar, more than a dozen corpses are strung together shockingly.

To be precise, they are not counting corpses. Even if they peel off the epidermis of their bodies, gouge out their eyes, ears, mouth, nose, and hollow out their internal organs, leaving only a layer of shriveled muscles that have atrophied to the point of not being able to speak, they are still alive.

The gums of teeth, still wide, rotted, wailed, and powerlessly tore at their lower abdomen, which was nailed by a pillar of iron from top to bottom.

"The people here tell us that they were all enemies of Fiona, and that after being caught, they have been nailed here and tormented for decades. Laurie dug the ground with his front hooves, and wrote this line in front of Yare.

The black wolf suddenly let out a terrible howl, rushing forward like the wind, and the two partners did not stop it, but just stood aside and watched.

Ten feet from the pillar, Areley slammed into an invisible wall and threw himself back in front of the boar and reindeer.

"It's useless, don't you think we haven't tried?"

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