Gripping the wooden pole and iron spear he grabbed in Enks Town, Lyist's center of gravity was lowered, and the spear shaft was held on his waist in both hands, ready to go.

The frontal snow wolf lowered its forelimbs, but the iron spear that was not sharp brought a deadly threat to the snow wolf.

Forcibly stopping its biting motion, the snow wolf flicked its teeth and claws to attract the attention of its prey, trying to create an opportunity for its companions behind the prey to attack.

In addition to the other snow wolf, which was holding back Solaka, the two snow wolves behind him simultaneously attacked the most threatening Lyster, one of the snow wolves trotted towards Lyster's calf, and the other tried to pounce on Lyster and bite the man's throat.

"Be careful!"

Although she was very moved, Soraka was not ready to sit idly by, but as soon as she raised her staff, she saw that the snow wolf that pounced on the man had been pierced through the body directly from the mouth with an iron spear, from the throat straight into the abdomen, and pierced the snow wolf on the iron spear shaft.

The man's movements were precise and deadly, full of explosive power, which reminded her of the time when she was still on the peak of the giant, when the war sect of the Lakor people, the shield-wielding warriors with their shirtless bodies and only leather battle skirts, slaughtered the fierce beasts at the foot of the mountain in this way.

It's just that two fists are hard to beat four hands, and under the restraint of the other snow wolves, the other snow wolf smoothly bites on Lyist's right calf, the wolf teeth are embedded in the thin cotton pants, swinging backwards to try to tear off a piece of flesh, and the beast that tastes the flesh is even more crazy.

Flicking his hands to the side, relying on the gravitational potential energy, the spear spear withdrew from the snow wolf's corpse, ignoring the pain, Lyist raised his hand again, stabbed the spear diagonally downward, and pierced the snow wolf's back,

The tip of the spear piercing the fur shattered the iron-hard spine, but the not-so-strong shaft of the spear finally had an irreparable crack under strong resistance, until the snow wolf had already swallowed his breath, but the wolf's fangs were still biting on Lyist's calf and refused to let go.

Seeing that his two children swallowed their breath in the blink of an eye, the wolf king let out a mournful cry and pounced on Lyster himself, and the other snow wolves also lost their last sanity and pounced on Lyster and Soraka.

"Leave, it's a tragedy that shouldn't have happened, both for you and for us."

Soraka held the crescent moon staff high, and the green astral magic landed on the other three snow wolves, making the snow wolf let out a 'whoop' wail, and Soraka, who knew how to heal the pain, naturally knew how to give pain, although there was no substantial injury, but the snow wolf was unable to continue to maintain an attack posture in the severe pain, the head wolf howled, and the fear of magic finally made the beast choose to hold its tail and escape into the vast snow with the other snow wolves.

There were only two wolf corpses left on the ground, and Lyster opened the wolf's mouth that had bitten his calf, and limped towards Soraka step by step with the broken iron spear, just casting a simple spell, the hands of the one-horned star spirit were already scorched, and the flesh and blood that fell off looked hideous.

Soraka's body trembled, her hands barely able to hold the staff, but the woman was still enduring the pain, trying to smile at the man.

"Wait a minute, I'll treat you."

"It hurts, it hurts."

"Don't be afraid, it won't hurt soon."

Lyist shook his head, forcibly took Soraka's staff in his hand, and then held the woman who couldn't react, and walked towards the cave.

"I mean you, not me, you can heal others, but you can't heal yourself well."

Without speaking, the silent Soraka grabbed Lyster and followed Lyster into the cave, it was not a good idea to stand in the blizzard and talk.

In some of the dimly lit caverns, piles of bones could be faintly seen, and in addition to the food that had been turned into wolf dung, there was a woman from Freljord who had just died, disemboweled by the wolves, and a snow deer that had been half eaten.

The smell of fishy smell came to the nostrils, but the two of them didn't care about it at all, the visibility outside the cave had been reduced to within five meters, compared to the deadly cold, the stench in the cave was not worth mentioning at all.

"You're badly injured, Lyist, you need treatment."

The two beckoned each other to sit in a relatively clean place, and Soraka's golden eyes could see through the darkness, so she could see the man's calf wound deep and bone-on.

"Although I can't heal myself, I have the ability to heal myself, this small injury can recover quickly, Lyist, thank you for your concern, but you really need treatment."

Soraka tried to retrieve his staff, which was leaning against the rock wall, but was stopped by Lyster.

"Soraka, if I didn't have the ability to heal myself, I'm afraid I would have died in the Frostguard Fortress long ago, the star spirit has deprived me of all my strength, but I have not taken the power of my life rune, it only takes some time, and my injuries will heal soon...... Don't worry, heal faster than your injuries, and you'll be out of my armor as a madman. ”

"Fanatic armor? What's that? ”

Soraka was stunned, she didn't seem to have heard of anything like this.

With a wry smile, he took out some strips of cloth and ointment from the bag he had prepared in Enkstown, and pulled Soraka's scarred hand, unscrewed the ointment bottle and began to apply the medicine to Soraka.

The dark green paste was bought from an old man Freljord, and the gold coins were stolen from the hands of the Freljord bandits, no matter where you go, you can always find some locals who like to bully outsiders, unfortunately this time the old bird in the town of Enx ran into Lyster, and after being poked blind, the relatively wealthy robbers provided a lot of support funds for Lyster.

Fortunately, the old bird saved his life, of course, this is the credit of Soraka, as for whether the blind robber can survive in Enks Town, it is not a matter of Lyster.

"The Armor of the Zealot is a magical piece of equipment that can enhance one's self-healing ability when worn on the body, in fact, I haven't seen anything like this, I've just heard of it......"

"I Have a Catalogue of Ghosts and Gods"

Soraka, who listened carefully, listened a little intrigued, and when he reacted, his hands had been coated with cold ointment, and when he raised his hands, his palms were protected by strips of white and clean cloth, as if he had brought a pair of warm gloves.

Staring at the man still telling the story in front of him with sparkling eyes, Soraka lowered her head, a little overwhelmed.

She finally understood that the man was using stories to divert her attention, just like what she often did for others, and the reason why she didn't react was just because it was the first time something like this happened to her, and she was a little uncomfortable.

In fact, listening to the man's story did make Soraka forget for a moment the pain of his hands, and after the hands were bandaged, the pain had become worthless.

"Lyist...... What about you? ”

"What?"

The sudden rhetorical question made Lyster stunned for a moment, and then he realized what Soraka meant, and smiled softly.

"I'm fine, if you can talk to me, I won't hurt, and the rest will heal itself."