"You're finally out, and if you come out any later, I'll probably have to leave you behind. Shabak looked at Vikos beside him and lightly reproached.

"Even if you leave me, I'll get out, and this little herd won't be able to bury me. Although Vicos said that he didn't care about the herd, his hand was not slow, and he gently slapped Asr under his crotch, signaling it to leave here as much as possible.

(What a duplicitous guy.) The corners of Shabak's mouth rose slightly, and he felt a little amused by his inconsistent personality.

"Whew~~!!!" The Wind Splitting Wind Wolf, a third-level demonic beast running at the forefront, suddenly roared, and then the wolves behind it suddenly accelerated and ran forward frantically.

"Run!" Schabac shouted, clamping his side tightly on the side of Pisavres, and raising his whip to make Pisavles burst out of its fastest speed.

"Woohoo!!!" As if seeing Shabak and Vicos running away, the wolf howled again in a high-pitched voice.

"Woooo

"I take back what I just said that I was able to get out!" Vicos sped up as he could, leaving the camp as he could, and said something jokingly.

Leaning down from the sky, you can see that the beasts are less than a kilometer away from the camp, and the beasts that would have taken two minutes to reach the distance are now accelerated by the wolves. It may take less than a minute and a half to get here.

"They're in danger. Leaving the camp early, the two stood on a safe, steep slope a kilometer away from the camp, by the faint light of the campfire and the moonlight. Sharp-eyed, Liechndin and Old Jock, they saw Shabak, and they were in a bad situation.

"Shall we rescue them?" asked Liechtenden, tilting his head to the side of old Jock, though they were nominally members of a group. But Liechtendon doesn't have a sense of belonging to this small team for the time being, as long as he can still have a bite to eat, but it is obvious that if he continues to stay in the old place as a hunter, he may be at risk of being killed, which is why he will join this somewhat strange team of knights and squires with Old Jock, and besides, he has no other people to rely on except for the old Jock who raised him since he was a child.

"Help, why not!" said old Jock looked at Liechndin with a foolish gaze.

Lechteng was a little annoyed by this slightly disdainful gaze, and asked, "Don't you always emphasize that the value of one's life is higher than one qiē, so that rescuing them may attract a tide of beasts." Bury us. ”

"That's true, but don't forget that if we save this strange pair of knights and squires, we might get something unexpected. Old Jock pulled out an arrow from behind him.

"Is it your instinct again?" Old Jock had a magical skill for the long time, his intuition, which not only allowed him to always survive on the battlefield, but also allowed him to dodge the surprise attacks of fierce beasts many times in the mountains. Therefore, old Jock always liked to boast to others about his own miraculous intuition, calling it a favor from God.

"That's right. It's just my intuition, and they don't give me a good feeling. Old Jock added, "Trust my instincts, he never deceived me." ”

"But only if we still have the life to enjoy the harvest that may be there in the future. "Liechtendon is like old Jock. An arrow was pulled out from the quiver behind him.

"Then my instinct tells me that we have a chance to enjoy. Looking at the herd of beasts that were only less than three hundred meters away from the camp, Old Jock secretly pinched a cold sweat for Shabak and the others, who had just left the camp two hundred meters.

"Whew~Whew!~" The lead Wind Breaker Wolf looked at the torches in the camp. There was an unpleasant roar.

For animals, it is an innate habit to be afraid of flames. Even the crack wolf, which is a monster, is inevitably this nature. And it, who had just avoided the giant beast that suddenly appeared in the forest, was extremely depressed at the moment. Seeing the bonfire fifty meters away in front of him, he opened his wolf mouth full of sharp teeth and spat out a half-moon-shaped wind blade to extinguish the pesky flame.

"Hiss~" A crescent-shaped cyan blue wind blade about one and a half meters long composed of a frenzied wind formed at the mouth of the Wind Breaker Wolf, and then as the Wind Breaker Wolf shook its head, the wind blade roared towards the bonfire.

"Bang!" It took less than a second for this huge wind blade to slash towards the bonfire, and the moment it touched the flames, the wind blade burst open, blasting out a large crater with a radius of about one meter wide and about half a meter deep in place!

"Whew!!!" jumped to the front of the camp The Split-Wind Wolf looked at the empty camp, and roared angrily, the reason why he suddenly accelerated was because he saw the flickering of two figures here, and the sneaking away of his wolf just now had already filled its heart with anger, it originally planned to kill these two people to relieve its anger, but what it didn't expect was that the bamboo basket was empty, how could this not make him angry?

But the divinely blessed nose made it smell a discordant factor in the air.

Where!, with a strange aura, the Wind Splitter Wolf turned his head to look in the direction where Vicos and the others had fled.

"Woooo

In the darkness of night, Vicos and Shabak stooped down and rode towards the old Jock and their place. Suddenly, there was an earthquake-like tremor behind him, there was no doubt that it was the result of the wolves moving, and if it was daytime, I would definitely be able to see the yellow smoke rising into the sky!

"I think we're in danger. Vicos smiled bitterly, even a person as confident as him could not hold any optimistic thoughts at this moment.

"At this rate, in less than two minutes, we'll be dismembered by the wolves. On the other hand, Shabak did not have a sad expression, because for him, if death was really near. Then it is useless to be nervous, this is the experience of a battle-hardened person.

"Whew!" looked at the prey that was close at hand. The head wolf barked happily, though for it. This chase game is not about survival, it is just a simple chase to vent anger, but it is a life-and-death situation for Vicos and others. A hunting game is unfolding on the outskirts of the Ursos Mountains, but instead of humans hunting beasts, a pack of wolves chasing two humans is a paradeir of humans and nature.

"That's not the way to go!" Shabak said to Vicos as he saw the wolves getting closer and closer behind him.

"What do you say, I can see the brutes' sharp teeth now!" Vicos slapped Asr and ordered it to burst with even more potential, though it was in vain. Because Asr also sensed the danger behind him, its potential had exploded to the limit.

"Part, run apart, and meet old Jock on the cliff," a howl came from behind him, causing Shabak to squint his eyes in a line of alertness, and suggested a strategy that might be the best at the moment.

If they split into two directions at this moment, then the wolves behind them had two options. One, they are also divided into two parts, separate to pursue, and the other, they abandon a target. Pursue only one of them. But judging from the fact that this group of wolves only obeys the command of the head wolf, it is more likely that it is the latter.

"Are you gambling on luck?" Vicos instantly understood the pros and cons of doing so, and if they did, then the wolves would have a fifty percent chance of chasing him. Or shred up Shabak, which is simply gambling with your luck.

"Now the situation, you think we're out of the way to do that. What other way could there be?" said Shaba, turning the horse's head toward the east, snapping the reins of Pisavres.

"What a madman!" Vicos cursed. But he himself also made Asr run to the west opposite to Shabak, which was considered to approve of the plan.

In this way, the two men and the two horses ran in different directions. Doing so might give them a better chance of survival, but it can be a bit unpleasant for the Wind Breaker Wolf behind them.

"Whew!" Seeing the prey in front of him split into two directions, the Wind Splitter Wolf couldn't help but feel a little annoyed, but its purpose was not to hunt, so after a little weighing, it chose to chase the prey on the west side, because the prey gave it a strange aura. This breath was not the breath of a human, but more like the breath of the hydra it had encountered in the depths of the forest a long time ago, a breath from eternity.

Vicos felt a hint ......of strangeness after running for a while, as he heard the howls behind him showing no sign of abating, and there was no doubt that the wolves were heading towards him.

Looking at the prey at his fingertips, the Wind Splitter Wolf happily opened its mouth and formed a blue-blue wind blade, ready to cut the prey off his horse.

"Shhh

"Asr! turn right!" Vicos slapped Asr on the side of the belly with his whip when he saw the wind blade just form, signaling that Asr would turn to the right.

"Shhh

Looking at such a sharp wind blade, Vicos's palms broke out in a layer of cold sweat, if this wind blade slashed at him, then it was no surprise that he would be cut in two without any suspense, no matter how tough the leather armor on his body was.

This miss made the Splitter Wolf howl in dissatisfaction, but it didn't have any impatience, for it, the longer the prey in front of it held on, the more interesting this game of hunting became.

"Shhh

"Turn left!" Vicos turned left without hesitation.

"Shhh

"Right!"

"Shhh

"Left!"

......

After several fruitless attempts, the Wind Splitter Wolf finally became angry, and the cunning of the prey in front of him gave it a headache.

So Storm Breaker decided not to play anymore and ended the game in the easiest way possible.

"Shhh

"Damn it!" after seeing the three wind blades form. Vikos felt as if the Grim Reaper's scythe had reached his neck, and held out a few fingers to his mouth. Every second a finger curls up, and the end of each second is a declaration that you are getting closer and closer to death.

"He's in danger. "Liechten's men saw the danger of Vikos five kilometers down the slope. Although it is not very accurate, there is enough information to deduce that Vikos may be only a fraction of a minute away from death. Originally, he and Old Jock planned to stand here and wait for Vicos and the others to come to the bottom of the slope and release bows and arrows to interfere with the wolves' movement, but they didn't expect that under the pursuit of the wolves, Shabak and they would march separately, which made their original plan come to naught.

"I say, can you not scare me, an honest, kind old hunter, I can't stand your eyes. Old Jock sighed as he looked into Liechden's changed eyes. Since he was a child, Liechtenth had a place that was different from ordinary people, if he focused on looking at something in the distance, his eyes would produce a magical change, which was different from ordinary people's pupil narrowing. A blood-red half-moon suddenly appears in the middle of Liechden's pupils, after which his eyesight rises in a straight line, and he can clearly see the trajectory of a fly within three kilometers, and even at night his vision will be as clear as it is during the day.

Looking at the impending wind blade, Vicos had a pessimistic thought, his young life was about to pass away, and in this nameless little place, there might be only a few people who would remember him after he died. And a hundred years later, he will turn into a handful of loess, and no one in this world will remember him.

"Boom!" Asr suddenly became restless when he felt the impending danger, and he flung it with all his strength, throwing Vikos a few meters away from his back in the high-speed process. And chirped after Vicos threw it out. Then he got up sideways and ran towards the wind blade that had just been shot.

It is fighting for Vikos with its life, and then using its own blood to dedicate its loyalty to his master!

"Bang!" Vicos was thrown out. Three wind blades followed, and Asr's body was instantly cut into three pieces. Its originally strong body fell heavily to the ground, and the blood of the war horse spilled on the land. Seeping into the ground, it is engraved with the most precious thing in this world - loyalty.

"Asr!!" Vicos screamed and screamed as hard as he could, screaming at the loss of this loyal life.

He seemed to see in the moonlight, a few cloudy droplets of water flowed from the corners of Asr's eyes, these drops seemed to contain memories of the past, Vicos saw that once upon a time he was galloping on horseback, how delicately he groomed Asr's hair, he stroked Asr's mane very gently, and how much Asr enjoyed it at that time. But this qiē has become a thing of the past, and it has become an irretrievable memory, although Asr is not a human with flesh and blood and feelings, but in his heart Shabak is more spiritual and emotional than a human being.

"Whew!!!" looked at Vicos who had been thrown off his horse, and the Wind Splitter Wolf roared excitedly, because the game was finally over, and the winner was undoubtedly himself, and he couldn't wait to see this human turn into a pile of minced meat under his claws, and it wanted to hear the human scream, and see his desperate eyes!

(What the hell is this?) Vikos's eyes trembled slightly, (Ironak too, so did Asr, is it going to be over?) The wolves were howling towards Vikos, less than a hundred meters away from him, and if he touched, he would undoubtedly be torn to shreds.

(Even me, if I haven't done anything yet, I have to take it lightly...... He seemed to be able to smell the blood in the wolf's mouth.

"Don't you want to end it yet......" A sudden, cold female voice rang through Vicos's head, and then he felt himself being sucked into the infinite darkness. "Don't you want to end it yet......" A sudden, cold female voice rang through Vicos's head, and then he felt himself being sucked into the infinite darkness.

Vikos, who had been preparing for death, slowly closed his eyes, but strangely the imaginary pain did not come. It was just a cold woman's voice, and when he opened his eyes, he saw himself in the dark. He wanted to stand up or look back to see what was going on around him, but he seemed to be stripped of all his strength. Even the strength to turn his head is gone.

Then, several small, dark purple chain-like objects emerged from just above his eyes and wrapped around his body, binding his arms and thighs tightly.

Vicos tried his best to break free from the nasty things, or to shout, but it was in vain, and he was pulled directly above his body by the chains.

(What is this.) A hundred-meter-high gate covered with purple runes opened little by little in front of his eyes. Inside the door was a dazzling white light, so dazzling that Vikos's eyes couldn't stop wanting to shed tears, this light was not warm at all, there was no kindness at all, but this light contained a scorching killing intent.

"You're ......," a slightly languid female voice came out of the door.

At this moment, Vikos was completely panicked, he had no idea what was happening in front of him, (Am I not dead?) Vikos still seems to be able to see the face of the Wind Splitting Wolf close at hand, but this qiē seems to be a hallucination, a nightmare that has never happened. All he saw was endless darkness. The majestic gate, and the voice of a woman in my ears.

"You seem to have a reason to want to live. In the door, a lazy but beautiful female voice sounded. Although this languid voice may sound like the speaker is extremely sleepy, this voice seems to be full of endless magic for the person who hears it, and there is a sultry temptation in this sentence that wantonly exudes a languid tone. One can't help but wonder what kind of beautiful person the owner of this voice would be.

The dazzling white light in the giant door gradually faded, and the scenery inside the door was also dimly displayed in front of Vicos's eyes.

"If you gain strength, you will be able to live. "In a hazy white light. A graceful woman with long hair standing on a small slope, the lazy words were undoubtedly uttered by her.

(What is this?Death hallucination?) A cold sweat broke out on Vikos' forehead. But at this time, a flame of hope burned in his heart, because at least he was still alive. Even if he lives in this mysterious space that is completely unknown, the fire of his life is still burning, as long as he lives, there is hope, and he has the power to create miracles!

While Vicos was still reflecting on the woman's words, the chains on his body were slowly receding, and the strength that had belonged to him began to gradually recover.

"This is the contract ......" As the woman's words landed, an ancient yellow parchment scroll appeared in front of Vikos's eyes, and several mysterious symbols were engraved on the textured parchment, although the words on it were not unlike any known words, and the difficult symbols were easier to understand than words, but Vikos found that although he had not studied or seen this kind of writing, he could read and understand these words that resembled symbols. It was as if reading the text was an instinct he was born with, and the symbols on the parchment scrolls gave him an indescribable sense of familiarity, as if he had written and read once upon a time.

The words on the "contract" are translated as two simple words, and there is nothing else, so what is this contract?

"I give you the power of God, and in exchange, you only have to grant me one wish. The seductive voice sounded again, "If you sign a contract, you can continue to live." She paused, "But will live as a different being than humans, with a different will, a different time, a different life!"

When Vicos heard these words, he felt as if his heart was about to pop out in his chest. He couldn't stop beating violently, and the blood vessels flowing in his body also accelerated in an instant, and the flow of blood in his body was so fast that he felt that his blood vessels might not be able to withstand the huge pressure and shatter.

"The power of the king will be your loneliness, if you have this consciousness......" The mysterious symbols on the parchment scroll began to change, purple runes began to appear densely, and lines of words appeared in Vicos's eyes, his eyes twitched rapidly, and he quickly read the contents of the contract.

"The Dead Resurrection Contract

When you were about to die, did you regret it, were you confused, you hated, you regretted your past behavior, your language, and your character? Did you ever feel confused about your invisible future, did you feel confused about the meaning of your existence? Did you ever hate those who had bullied you and betrayed you?

But now that you are a person who is close to death, the past qiē is irretrievable for you, no matter how much you regret, be confused, and hate, it is useless. Then change, resurrect, use your life to conclude this contract, let the power of God be given to you, to fulfill the wishes, ideals, and dreams that you have not been able to fulfill in your life. ”

"Well, I'll make this pact with you!" Resolute eyes burst out of Vikos's eyes, he wants to be resurrected, he wants to rise, he wants to make the world tremble for him!

A purple light burst out of the void and headed for Vikos's heart.

"Ahh

Vikos's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth seemed to be pierced by a purple beam, emitting the same dark purple mist as the beam, and the bright red blood flowing in his veins was also replaced by purple, and the blood was radiating purple fluorescence, and the skin reflected in Vikos also turned into a dark purple color. Vikos in mid-air looked like a purple humanoid held up by a beam of light.

Vicos dimly saw a woman with long black hair slowly fading into the light in the midst of great pain, but he fainted to death in the great pain.

"The continuation of the story of the gods, can you bring the original dead back to the world?" Vikos ......" His dark yellow eyes seemed to reveal infinite loneliness and indescribable indifference. (To be continued......)