Chapter 49, under the nightmare of Blue Wolf Village!

"Patriarch, what should I do?"

In front of the ancient temple, thousands of people gathered here, and at the front, thousands of muscular hunters stood facing the hundred wolves, one of them asked a red-haired man at the head. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The red-haired man's face was ugly, and he still couldn't believe that the land blessed by the gods, where there had been no wild beasts for hundreds of years, seemed to have lost all its effects at this moment.

Seeing the chaotic clansmen behind him, the red-haired patriarch replied in a deep voice: "Wait for the priest to come out of the temple, and then make plans!"

"That's... What about the villagers who haven't arrived yet?"

In a short period of time, it is really wishful thinking to gather all the people in the village here, so now, nearly half of the people have not yet arrived here.

They were gathering towards the temple from all directions, and most of them didn't see the bloody scene at all because of some connections, and they were still a little unhurried.

There are even some people, because they are completely contrary to the direction from which the blue wolves came, and until now, they only know that some wolves have come, and they don't even know the number, and they gather and go, only thinking that the messengers of the gods have come.

And now.

This group of blue wolves seemed to have a certain degree of discipline, and the wolf king did not rush towards the temple, as if he was in a state of rage, and he consciously avoided there.

Instead, they rushed towards the villagers who had not yet arrived.

Everywhere they went, there were bloody stumps, screams of wailing and fear.

The red-haired patriarch watched the villagers die one after another, and his heart did not fluctuate, and he said to the hunters on the side in a deep voice: "I can only let them ask for more blessings for themselves." ”

There is no way to do it.

He could have shouted and made the rest of the people move towards this side quickly, but he didn't.

Because.

If you shout, everyone else quickly gathers here.

Then the target of this group of blue wolves will be the temple.

The strength of each of these hundred blue wolves requires more than two good players in the clan to be able to deal with them reluctantly, and the blue wolf king led by him, just looking at that figure, has already made him lose the slightest will to fight.

It would be nice to be able to use the lives of the villagers who have not yet arrived here to drag these blue wolves.

Otherwise.

Maybe it's going to be them who die.

That wasn't what he wanted to see.

Several people around him heard the red-haired patriarch's answer, and their bodies were also shocked, they were not stupid, they naturally understood the current situation, although they couldn't bear it in their hearts, they also knew that this was the best way.

Omission.

Then he waited quietly for the priest to come out of the temple.

Thinking of this, they sat cross-legged on the ground, like everyone else, with their eyes closed, and their mouths muttering words, as if praying to their great god again.

The other side.

Where the wolves slaughtered.

"Ahh

"God, how could these wolves attack us!"

"We are all the people of the wolf god!"

"You will be punished by the wolf god, and the wolf god will not spare you beasts who have betrayed his will!"

There were screams and wails everywhere, desperate cries, but these were of no use to the blue wolf, they still went their own way, throwing the dozens of people in front of them to the ground, biting their throats off.

The broken arms, the intestines that were thrown out, the corpse of the unrecognizable child, the woman's exposed chest, but there was no snow-white skin, but a big hole was broken, and the original snow-white now I don't know whether it entered the belly of the blue wolf, or was torn open and thrown somewhere.

Blood was everywhere, and corpses were broken and scattered.

A scene of purgatory on earth.

Gradual.

As the blue wolf slaughtered, the rest of the people gradually discovered that something was wrong, the screams, the smell of blood.

Running towards the temple is even faster.

Finally.

After nearly a thousand deaths, everyone gathered in the center of the village, in front of the temple.

It was only at this point that there were people who really realized what was going on.

Their faces turned pale, and a sense of fear permeated everyone's hearts, making them extremely agitated.

"Why hasn't the priest come out yet?"

"Great wolf god, save your people!"

"They're coming towards us!!"

With the shouting of a sharp-eyed middle-aged man, everyone became even more panicked.

"What should I do!!"

"Quick, Patriarch, stop them!" a woman screamed, her eyes flustered, fear completely taking over her brain.

"Whew!!"

This time, the blue wolf did not pounce directly, but slowly walked towards the front of the temple little by little.

Stepping on the ground, although there was no sound, everyone seemed to hear a sound in their hearts like a rush to step on the ground, and the beating of their hearts also fell to the beat of the footsteps, as if to pull them closer to hell.

As time progresses.

The figures of nearly a hundred blue wolves are also getting closer and closer, like death.

The red-haired patriarch looked at the wolves that were getting closer and closer, and layers of sweat gradually oozed from his resolute face, and this suppressed fear made him almost fall to the ground.

He stood at the front, almost half of the pressure surging towards his body, especially the eyes of the blue wolves, which seemed to be able to drip blood, were almost staring at him, which made him creepy, and the hairs on his back stood up.

Chirping...

That's when it happened.

A sound like an ancient gate opening came from behind, and then an ancient smell of decay came from it, as if it had transported everyone to an ancient era tens of millions of years ago in an instant.

"Ahem..."

There was a cough, and then I saw a shrunken and withered old man like an ancient tree come out of it, the old man did not know how old he was, as if he would be drifting away with the wind at any moment to die, his face was wrinkled like a ravine, and his face was covered with age spots.

"Lord Priest!"

"It's the Priest!"

"We're saved!"

Even the red-haired patriarch, who had been terrified, seemed to relax in an instant.

The old man didn't say anything, just walked towards the front of the line step by step, and the crowd spontaneously moved out of the way, with admiration on their faces.

Priest.

In their view, it represents the gods, the practitioners of the gods in the world, and they believe that there is no problem that their gods cannot solve.

But what everyone doesn't know is.

The old man in front of him, who was regarded as the savior by them, was not much less afraid than them in his heart.

There are no gods at all in Blue Wolf Village.

The old priest had bitterness in his heart, and this was a secret that they had always kept in their lineage.

The so-called gods of Cangwolf Village are actually the infinitely exaggerated prototype of their first generation of village chiefs, plus this ancient temple that has existed since they came, a pure land within 10,000 meters.

It has become the current state.

The old priest already has a will to die in his heart at this time, and this secret, even if he dies, will never say it.