Chapter 421: The Comeback
In the quiet dense forest, the white mist curled, and a few gray wolves gently tiptoed towards the lake, and a dozen pairs of green eyes looked around, making sure that there were no dangerous predators, and their vigilance relaxed a little. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
The calm surface of the water suddenly reflected a few sharp faces, and when they saw it, they immediately bared their teeth, and their hair exploded for a moment, and after realizing that it was a misunderstanding, they let out a low snort, and their big tails swept the ground shyly.
The gray wolves snapped the lake water a few times with their paws, and after the ripples dispersed the reflection, they lowered their heads and stuck out their tongues to **** the cold lake water.
Sasol ~ Sasol ~~
In the distance, there were suddenly a few swishing sounds, as if a signal, the birds in the forest screamed and fluttered in groups, and the cheetahs on the other lake turned around and ran, and the gray wolves who replenished their water and enjoyed their daily lives also raised their heads and turned around and stood upright.
Before they could hear the sound or smell the smell, a bush in their field of vision had been shattered, and in the rain of dark green branches and leaves, the knight on the armored war horse jumped out, and the huge gap in their life level made them almost want to turn around and run.
But they didn't do that, because it was too late in time, and more humans appeared in front of them, and the heavy aura suppressed them, and they couldn't move their limbs to the ground.
The knights on the mission didn't notice these gray wolves, and the knights at the front swept past with the phantom of the glacier, and the frosty sword qi slashed straight down.
Instead of being separated, the lake quickly froze, creating a passable road.
The solid, liquid state that condensed in an instant was very stable, and the iron hooves stepped on it, and only splashed clusters of broken ice.
The war horses on the ground neighed and forged ahead, and the huge momentum made many wild beasts in the dense forest flee into the wilderness, and there were many who could not escape, and there were many people who fell on the spot and trembled.
The scale of the investigation team was much larger than the previous one, and the rampant darkness really angered the knights, and many knights temporarily stopped their affairs and applied to join the revenge group.
Although after many selections, the number of men and horses dispatched this time was still close to seventy, and if it had been before, it would have been impossible to make up this scale, but the strengthening of hostile forces caused the alliance to abandon most of its strongholds, gather troops, and the knights who were constantly recruited and transferred from the present world made this knight order born.
The tallest knight in the middle of the front of the team was none other than Gainor, the head of the investigation team, and his expression was more calm than before, like a deep pool of cold precipitation, accumulating some kind of determination.
A slight glow of the real weapon next to him appeared, and the black-armored knight immediately turned his head and reported, "Commander, I have detected dozens of enemies gathered five hundred miles to the northeast. β
Gano nodded, a deep voice coming out of his throat, "Knights, it's time to speed up, follow my pace, and slay these ugly creatures with me, so as to soothe the souls of the fallen in battle!"
The knights responded in unison, and the surging qi and blood rolled up the wind, and danced their teeth and claws in the dense forest, pulling out the obstacles that stood in their way.
Although the situation of the last siege of the Investigation by the Dark Legion was urgent, when Gano descended from the sky, he used his real weapon to release tracking markers as usual.
Tens of thousands of tracking particles the size of rice grains spread out, although the dark power corroded clean before they got close to the dark powerhouse, but ordinary dark races did not have this ability, and most of them were somewhat contaminated with this particle.
And this particle is imperceptible and difficult to completely eradicate, so as long as the marked dark race is within the range of the corresponding reconnaissance real weapon, it will reveal its location, and their location is often a group of people.
The Mission's operations did not rely entirely on planted spies, but they also had other different methods, such as the marking method that was only possible at the moment of breakthrough.
The Dark Legion that had been assembled was overwhelming, but after the war it was dispersed into a tribal form, and it was only the object of slaughter by the Investigation Team, not to mention that the scale of the Investigation Group was unprecedented.
The treehouse sentry werewolf sounded the alarm in horror, and the next moment, the whistling javelin had pierced his skull, and the red and white objects flew down, and the treehouse disintegrated and fell under the raging energy.
When there was a rumbling sound on the ground, the torrent of fighting qi slammed into the forbidden circle, and the originally rudimentary barrier was shattered in an instant, and the false dense forest dispersed like smoke, revealing the rough village of werewolves.
The sturdy werewolf soaked in the medicine pool suddenly opened his eyes, ignored the tattered body that was gnawed by pain, stood up proudly and stepped out of the medicine pool, and roared loudly, "Enemy attack!"
It's just that it's too late, and the knights are like tigers that pounce on the flock, and their fighting spirit falls into the wooden houses, setting off a bloody storm.
Despite the severity of the situation, the hastily prepared werewolf warriors rushed at the galloping knights with machetes, far more tenacious than on the battlefield, but also more tragically dead.
The flames burned on the grass and vine huts, and soon joined together, as if in response to this sudden fight, and the giant wolf in the pen also had red eyes and frantically slammed into the fence.
After just a few heavy blows, the hardwood bolt broke off and hit the ground, and one by one the giant wolves came out of their cages, gathered into streams, and jumped out of the pen one after another.
But only the thoroughly tamed wolves rush into battle, and some of them flee into the jungle, the air filled with a thick killing intent that makes them restless, and they can't suppress their survival instincts without their masters by their side to calm them down.
The wolf warrior jumped onto the mount that rushed to them, but before he could run, the charging knight came to them, and his heavy arm slashed out a dazzling sword light!
Blood flew high, splattering into the sky in a rounded arc, and the werewolf and his mount split to the sides, and beyond the gap in the middle was the knight's back far away.
Under the overwhelming attack of the knights, most of the werewolf tribe was wiped out in blood and fire, and all that remained was a cry of grief and indignation.
Mutu felt a chill to the bone, his qi and blood seemed to stop flowing, completely solidified and stagnant, and he did not try to escape, but walked forward with difficulty.
The scene of the siege and strangulation seems to be similar, except that the object today is no longer a human knight, but his own tribe, if he should have chosen to retreat to the depths of the twilight forest immediately, would this scene not happen today?
It's just that there is no if in the world, regret and guilt are brewing in the heart of the werewolf leader, he let out a roar of murderous intent, surrounded by black flames, and his figure began to skyrocket.
The rock-hard muscles stretched out and grew larger, making Mutu more burly and taller, but there was always a part of his muscle that was shriveled and hollowed, as if it had been hollowed out and corroded by some force.
The ordinary werewolf warriors who heard the news from the rear seemed to have found the backbone, and gathered around Mu Tu one after another, and soon formed a scale of two hundred people, but that's all.
The tribe was greatly injured in the last encirclement and suppression, and there were only more than a thousand warriors left, and after the knights' wanton killing, it is difficult to say whether there are 500 werewolves still alive.
More than 30 knights galloped on horseback, chasing the enemy on the periphery, while Gano led the remaining 40 knights to confront the werewolves coldly.
The awe-inspiring killing intent is spreading, no matter which side wants to kill the other party and then quickly, the blood feud that can be traced back to ancient times will write a new chapter today.
"I didn't expect to meet again so soon, werewolf!" said Gainor, staring coldly at the enemy leader.
Mu Tu grinned his teeth, pointed his long knife at Gaino's faΓ§ade, and sneered: "I didn't expect Your Excellency, who fled like a lost dog, to make a comeback so quickly...... This time I brought enough people with me, did you despise our dark race last time? It doesn't feel good to pay the price for your pride and arrogance. β
Gaino's face sank like water, although this is not entirely the case, but the last time he would have lost so badly, there was still an element of underestimating the enemy.
"It's useless to talk too much, all the werewolves here here have to die today, and if you don't break through now, you won't have a chance again. β
"Break through, werewolves are not a bad breed, fighting is our fate, and dying in battle is our glory!"
When the words fell, a terrifying figure flashed in Mutu's mind, and a look of self-deprecation appeared on his face, in fact, they were also arrogant, and provoking such an enemy would lead to today's consequences.
Gaino pulled out the knight's sword, looked coldly at the werewolves who had no way to escape, and the anger in his chest began to boil, "Kill!"
The sword qi that was as cold as a gang obscured the vision of the werewolves, chiseling through their array like a shuttle, and the powerful bodies were torn into several parts, some limbs were thrown to the ground, and some simply turned into sparkling minced meat, which completely dissipated after steaming out the red mist.
It turned out that simple exertion could not turn the tide of battle, and most of the werewolf warriors had already become part of the stump and broken arms in the sky before they could run a few steps, and only a very few strong people had the opportunity to charge with Mutu.
The knights did not waste their fighting spirit, and ten people rode out, and the rainbow light swept the spears and swords, mercilessly harvesting the lives of the werewolves.
Covered in blood, Mutu staggered towards the blurred front with his eyelids on his blood, and the mottled machete in his hand also showed many cracks, and Gano only stepped forward and slashed him, causing him to fall to his knees, without the strength to stand up again.
"Why are you so weak? With your combat strength, you shouldn't have reached the end of the road so quickly. Gaynor asked quietly.
Mutu laughed miserably and coughed up the shattered internal organs, staining the ground red, "........ Are you knowingly asking, how many people can fight with that knight and be guaranteed not to be seriously injured? β
Gano's gaze suddenly sharpened, and he dismounted and walked over to Mutu, reaching out and clasping his neck hard, pulling him in front of him.
"Are you talking about Del Knight?" a deep voice pierced Mutu's ears, instantly arousing endless fear in his heart........