The moonlight was bleak and cold, and seemed to freeze together, squeezing through the gaps in the branches, rolling slowly, and finally dripping into the countless pairs of eerie eyes that slowly appeared in the forest, reflecting the miserable green light, like a ghost fire in the forest. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The grinding of teeth from the mouths of the natives of the Forest of Giant Trees was chilling, and the gray wolf stood upside down in the middle of the night, and the dark fur ended in a wolf claw, and the sharp nails were already half-protruding, and the tips seemed to shimmer with a terrifying light.

The wolf's paw took a step forward, and was already standing on the edge of the camp's firelight, the slender wolf snout, the sharp fangs, and the growing smell of blood slowly emerging from the shadows.

One, two, three...... That's not a quantity that can be seen at a glance.

Timberwolves.

Forest wolves.

This is any term that anyone will have a headache and avoid, but it just appeared in front of this team full of teenagers and girls.

The wolves gathered outside the circle of the campfire, carefully observing this group of unworldly teenagers and girls, confronting and waiting.

After all, the children from Habsha Village still occasionally deal with the ferocious sand lizards, but now they are quite calm, and although fine sweat has broken out from their foreheads, they still take out their weapons for the first time.

The nagging dwarf lost his usual liveliness, and his face was full of solemnity, and together with the stove, he raised his shield and held the warhammer in his right hand.

And the teenagers of the Duke of Qin Sizhu had never experienced such a scene, and they were completely shocked by the ferocity of the wolves, and they looked at it blankly, and their hands trembled uncontrollably.

Even Lucia, who has always been cold and calm, was very frightened and nervous, and in the face of the agile timberwolves, she did not untie the knight's bayonet spear, but chose the knight's long sword by mistake.

The girl magicians were already frightened and weak, and sat on their knees, their mouths helplessly open, but they could only make a sound of "ho, ho".

The mentors and Green have long since lost their calmness and composure at the beginning, and according to the schedule, now is indeed the time for the Timberwolves to appear as training and grinding. But instead of three wolves, there were thirty wolves, and perhaps more. The bloody breath was also too thick, it seemed to be palpable, like a wave of water, making people breathless.

Such a number of mentors are self-preservation, but the casualties of the teenagers are almost inevitable.

Something must have happened to the patrol knights on the periphery, and they didn't even have time to reach the circle with urgent information.

"Attention, formation one. Kyle said in as low and calm a voice as he could, saying that it was foolish to break the standoff when the kids weren't prepared for anything.

The teachers and Green slowly moved to the outskirts of the camp with their weapons against the wolves, protecting the children behind them.

Hearing the orders that had been agreed upon and trained in advance, the boys and girls did not regain much courage, but at least their sanity had returned to their bodies. The stiff bodies of the two Mr. Will began to move, and they untied their two-handed swords or battle axes from their bodies, staring at the timberwolves in front of them. Lucia's slender body shook, silver teeth bit her lip, a trace of blood left from the corner of her mouth, and when she raised her head again, her eyes had returned to her former calm and resoluteness, her muscles were tense, and her usual weak appearance was completely gone, leaving only a girl warrior who was fully guarded. With her left hand, she had already picked up the shield from the ground, and with her right hand, she had already picked up the knight's spear, which was placed on top of the shield, and shook slowly, pointing to the long snout of the wolves.

Together, the nine teens and girls formed a second line of defense, surrounding the fire and the maiden magicians in the center.

The teenage mages were not capable of fighting at the moment, and the remaining teenage girls faced more than twice as many ferocious timberwolves, and the seemingly heavy defense line was actually fragile.

"Alice, increase the flames. Kyle gave a second order, trying to force the wolves out of the pack with the light of the fire, and keep the confrontation as good as possible, expecting that the patrol knights would find something out of the way and come to their aid, or delay until dawn, even if the battle situation would be much better.

The girl magicians threw all the remaining firewood into the campfire, and Alice's heart trembled, and it took three attempts to keep her eyes on her, and she began to cast the basic magic of the fire system, which was fiery.

The flames swelled, and the circle of light of the fire swelled, swaying towards the wolves.

The wolves, visibly terrified of the flames, screamed and flashed backwards, leaping deftly before landing on the edge of the aperture to a halt.

The wolves were no longer at ease, pacing slowly on the edge, staring fiercely at the people in front of them, but they did not dare to step into the aperture, and some roars were stuck in their throats, and from time to time they let out some low roars.

The faces of the boys and girls tensed, their muscles began to twitch slightly, the hands holding the swords gradually became sore, the sweat that meandered from their faces had already soaked the ground beneath their feet, and time slipped away minute by minute, the deepest night had passed, and the sky was slowly showing signs of brightening, but the knightly patrol that Kyle was expecting still did not appear.

The wood in the flames crackled, and the aperture retracted again.

The wolves stepped forward, tentatively scratching at the land that had been forbidden a moment before, and their roars continued to burst out from between their teeth.

The wolves have been waiting for the moment when the warriors are tired.

The wolves couldn't take it anymore.

The wolves were restless, unable to maintain a perfect circular encirclement, and from time to time a few leaped up and pounced on the outer mentors with teeth and claws.

Olsen held the tail of the gun tightly in his right arm, pointed at the timberwolves who were about to rush over, and with just a swing of the spear, he stared at four or five wolves and did not dare to act rashly.

Kyle's right hand long sword and left hand battle axe, with a random swing, the axe struck the head of a wolf that pounced, but the long sword in his right hand was still straight to intimidate the wolves in front of him.

Ned and Ryan also showed their strength as mentors, and after the two battleaxes and heavy two-handed swords were swung again and again, leaving behind two corpses, the wolves in front of them only dared to move around the periphery, roaring unwillingly, but they could no longer move forward.

The skills of the mentors are exquisite, but even if they can defeat five with one, the remaining wolves are enough to slaughter these fledgling teenagers and girls.

The wolves obviously noticed this, and the tallest and strongest head wolf howled in the sky, and the wolf pack immediately changed.

The wolves under the stimulation of blood and corpses were even more crazy, and the eyes reflecting the miserable green light were already full of blood, but the advance and retreat became orderly, each mentor and Green each had three fierce and strong timber wolves sticking to them, and the three gray images rose up in turn like waves, pounced, and the cooperation between each other was extremely compact and ingenious. The mentors were still able to cope with it, and although Green resisted it very reluctantly, he was able to support it.

The wolves' attacks were ferocious and frenzied, and in a few breaths, the warriors were wounded, and even if their companions had just been pierced by Terran spears, the vacancy was immediately filled by another, more ferocious and cruel timberwolves.

The warriors were already exhausted, and the boys and girls who were exposed to the wolves were immediately in danger.

The two Mr. Will and Asrae, who were wounded in the first round of the attack, were scratched by the wolf's claws on their shoulders, arms, and even chests, and several young warriors had not yet adapted to wearing leather armor at any time, and were slashed by the sharp wolf's claws in the sudden battle, and the light clothes were immediately shattered, the wounds were white, and the next moment, there was rolling blood gushing out.

The second line of defense formed by the boys and girls was shattered almost instantly, and the girl magicians behind them could clearly see the blood and saliva slowly dripping from the wolf's teeth by the light of the fire.

It was the strongest of the forest wolves.

Nina was completely stunned, her legs went limp, and she fell to the ground with a thud, her hands and feet moving desperately, moving backwards in vain, hoping that the terrible blood basin would be far away.

The head wolf had already leaned down, but his waist was arched high, and his limbs exerted force, soaring, and opened his mouth full of steel teeth in the air, aiming at Nina's slender white neck.

"No!" the girl, who had always cowered, screamed helplessly, she could smell the stench of the wolf's mouth, the blood, and could see the dark yellow stains on the wolf's teeth, the tiny but even more hideous notch, she knew that such a delicate sight was a precursor to death.

The wolf's long snout closed ferociously, biting through the muscles of Garcia's left arm.

Garcia, who flew over, used his left arm to strike the Timberwolf's fatal blow in front of Nina's trembling tears, and rolled the Timberwolf on the ground a few times.

Once the timberwolf bites its prey, it will never let go, and the wolf kiss is pinned to Garcia's left arm, and the body struggles desperately, twisting, rolling, and tearing. Garcia was covered in wounds all over his body, and his flesh was turned outward, hideous and terrifying.

The huge wound of "Drink ——" brought unimaginable pain, Garcia roared in pain, with a burning rage like fire, the muscles of his right arm tensed, and a streamer flashed, and the tomahawk had already cut off the Timberwolf's head.

The wolf's long snout did not let go, and his body was still struggling, but it was gradually weakening and slowing down.

Garcia couldn't hold it anymore, and as soon as his right hand loosened, the tomahawk rolled to the ground, ripped off the wolf's head, and his whole body was out of strength, lying on the ground, gasping for breath.

"Garcia, how are you, Garcia, you must not be fine, Garcia!" Nina threw herself to Garcia's side, her voice trembling, looking at Garcia's weakness that she had never seen before, the skin and flesh turned out, already in tears, tearing the bandages, and bandaging them indiscriminately.

"Garcia!"

"Garcia!"

The remaining two girl magicians also came to their senses, rushed to Garcia's side, and helped Nina bandage her, the boys and girls were already red-eyed, and the mentors were also panting, and their subordinates were a little faster, with the momentum of fighting for their lives.

Arthur's men got faster and faster, left their positions, rushed in front of Lucia, and saw Garcia fall, the three huge scars on his chest were like fire, scorching his last trace of calm, and the elusive dagger wind cut off the neck of the timberwolf, bathed in blood, his eyes were red and glared at the forest wolves in front of him, which were his undying enemies.

The Forest of Giant Trees, the battle between humans and wolves, although tragic, did not last long, when there was a slight glimmer in the sky, the corpses of more than thirty wolves had covered the ground, and the ground was full of sticky, fishy blood, and it was disgusting to smell.

The price paid by the victorious side is too heavy to even be called a victory.

Garcia's left arm was covered with a thick bandage, and in less than a month, this arm was useless. Although the wound that had been deliberately burned by the flames no longer bled out, the sharp pain made Garcia's face twitch all the time.

Nina lay on top of Garcia, crying softly, unable to finish a sentence, most of the time, quietly listening to Garcia's clumsy comfort.

Everyone had wounds, deep or shallow, and they had just pulled their weapons out of the wolves' carcasses, and they didn't have time to deal with them.

Kyle wiped his sword down his sleeve and tucked it back into its scabbard. He looked at the boys and girls who were screaming softly, a miserable scene, and his brows were tightly locked, like a fish in his throat.

The appearance of the wolves caught him off guard, the mentors did their best, and the children did a good job, although the children were all injured, as long as they returned to the main road and called for help from the Duke of Jusen with a few fast horses, it would no longer be a problem.

The only question is why a wolf pack of this size would be next to them.

The answer was imminent, but Kyle shuddered and couldn't believe it.

There are many mysteries behind this, but Kyle doesn't have time to think about it.

Arthur had just examined Garcia's wounds, and Qili seemed to know some simple first aid, and the bandaging was perfect, and the hearty smile of his old friend's twitching made him feel a little relieved, and when he saw Nina crying on Garcia's chest, he smiled, wiped the dagger and the black sword, inserted them back into the scabbard, and looked back at Lucia.

The girl was quiet and cold, even though her water-green clothes were soaked in wolf blood and dirty, she didn't care, she carefully wiped the long sword, the leather armor on her body was broken, and the water-green clothes on her back were also torn open, the wound was not deep, but it was very wide, presumably leaving a scar.

Arthur's reckless and frantic forward, coupled with his weak limbs, is the only reasonable outcome in the fierce siege of wolves, and once the girl knight's bayonet spear is stabbed to save him, it will naturally be difficult to recover.

The hideous scar on the girl's back was the greatest shame in Arthur's heart.

Lucia seemed to look back at Arthur, and it didn't seem to be, but Arthur, who was ashamed and self-reproachful, seemed to see a gaze like water, calm, gentle, and clear, and seemed to cross all the barriers of status and ability, comforting him. From this moment on, because of just a scar, Arthur decided that he must protect the girl for the rest of his life, as a thief, to protect a knight.

Arthur took a deep breath and took a step forward.

The moment his toes touched the ground, Arthur's whole body suddenly stiffened, and there seemed to be a cold and murderous aura around him. He squinted his eyes and searched carefully in the distance, as if he saw the silver light reflected from the stars in the forest.

"Be careful!" Arthur shouted desperately, his eyes split, and he flew towards Lucia.

Everyone was startled when they heard Arthur's shout, and then immediately heard a few bowstring explosions and the sound of crossbow arrows breaking the wind, and several silver lights flashed quickly, devouring the defeated teenagers in the forest.

The bolt that was supposed to hit Lucia's arm opened a deep wound in Arthur's back, and the other bolt pierced Arthur's original position at the same time, nailing it to the tree, and the tail of the arrow swayed.

"Uhhh

The dexterous swordsman dodged sharply to the left, but his right arm was still exposed to a deep wound.

Olsen's steel shield swooped, his body tilted, and the crossbow arrow was swayed by the shield crookedly, and Zhen's palm hurt.

The crossbow bolts stopped after a single round of fire, but the bows immediately showed their fangs.

"Olsen! Green!" Kyle shouted.

The crossbow is extremely powerful and accurate, often hitting with a single hit, and even the rare full-body plate armor is difficult to stop, but at the cost of an extremely long reload time after any shot—enough for two skilled knights to burst into it and take off the heads of all of them.

Not long after the two knights rushed out, there were screams and the clashing of weapons, and the archers who had just shot the stove in the shoulder and Asre's thigh stopped firing.

But the atmosphere in the forest is even more solemn and suffocating.

The forest was very eerie, the sound of leather boots breaking branches, the smell of crushing the earth, and the thick murderous aura that gradually rose up like a substance.

"Come to me and protect Garcia and the magician. Kyle was solemn, serious, and angry.

One by one, the black-clothed men stepped out of the shadows of the Giant Tree Forest, their faces covered with black cloths, and the daggers and short swords in their hands swayed slightly, reflecting sharp and dazzling light in the weak sunlight.

The real forest wolves in the Forest of Giant Trees have been hiding in the shadows, smiling and witnessing the slaughter of humans and wolves, licking the scarlet blood light evilly, and at this moment, they really showed their bloodthirsty fangs, towards this group of scarred and physically and mentally exhausted teenagers and girls.