Chapter 22—This is how the Savior is made (1)

The red figure was lying on the edge of the cliff, cautiously looking in the valley for a while, and breathed a sigh of relief, "That's right, that's Ye Huan, but the rumors are not wrong!"

His tone was even full of cheerfulness, "Look at his steps, the swing of his arms, and the rhythm of his chest as he breathes...... Haha, he has really become a waste, no wonder he hasn't appeared in the He Lieshan martial arts arena in the past few years!"

"Ora Ora, he has really been abolished by that demon! Donglin Star, Ye Huan, who almost killed my eldest brother and thirteen other geniuses by himself, has really become a wasted person! Praise you, Caesar, you demon, you really exploded Ye Huan's heart with just one punch!"

"Okay, there's no suspense!" the red figure stood up happily, "In the martial arts tournament in the near future, Caesar will be the first and I will be the second...... There is also no suspense, tonight, including Ye Huan, everyone in the Black Valley will be my food!"

As he spoke, his slender twin swords were raised, and he chanted happily: "Children, let's begin, enjoy your delicious meal!" But please be careful, Ye Huan, this guy who once defeated my eldest brother is my prey alone!"

Quite cooperatively, the red cloud he had summoned came right below the moon, and through the clouds, a flash of silver moonlight and red clouds intertwined, and then swayed on the north side of the cliff...... There, there were about eight hundred ferocious werewolves who had already raised their heads, and there were also black and dense packs of wolves that I am afraid of being uncountable when the Heavenly Father descended!

Woo~~~~~

In the terrible wolf roar, eight hundred werewolves acted as the vanguard, swooping down from the top of the mountain like a tidal wave in a tsunami, all wearing the same black armor, and like an elite human army, they held sharp spears in their hands, slender scimitars hung from their waists, and even on their backs, a row of scalloped javelins - the javelin battle formations inherited from the Roman legions that had swept across a continent before the Cataclysm.

......

At this time, Ye Huan was standing on a small wooden bridge connecting the East District and the West District, looking at the opposite side in disbelief - the East District behind him was already very poor, with leaky thatched houses, dilapidated wells, and stinking garbage heaps......

Heaven!

There are only twenty or thirty buildings on the opposite side, almost the same, all of them are surrounded by some tattered reed mats, fixed with a few wooden stakes, and finally covered with a few relatively light wooden planks, it is completely conceivable how low the temperature in such a building will be in the bitter cold of minus twenty or thirty degrees.

What shocked Ye Huan the most was the state of the residents here, such as a woman squatting under the bridge, twenty-seven or eighteen years old, but her hair was already gray, she stared blankly at the peasant workers who were celebrating on the other side of the river, and her small eyes revealed a numbness that was invisible to the old man who was dozens of years old......

"Shura actually lives in this kind of place, her family ......"

Adolf behind him pouted, "Hey, boss, I can't answer this question, to be honest, although I'm a poor bastard, I can sometimes kill a few little ** to get money, so don't ask me about the slums...... Damn, what does this smell like......"

He lowered his head and sniffed the air like a hound, and suddenly, his figure suddenly disappeared in place.

Almost at the same time, the Wind Wings behind Ye Huan opened up without a command, and forcibly led him forward in a few big steps.

Rumble!

Just a few seconds after Ye Huan escaped, a javelin fell from the sky and pierced the small wooden bridge in one fell swoop.

Ye Huan rolled around on the ground a few times without grace, got up, and looked around in shock, only to see that Adolf was already standing next to the woman, only a one-meter-five body blocked the woman behind him, and he was still holding a sharp javelin that was three meters long and the head of the gun was obviously reinforced by heavy iron. After he saved this person, it seemed that he was going to come back to save Ye Huan, but seeing that Ye Huan had already avoided by himself, he shrugged his shoulders strangely, "Aren't you a waste...... Ha, that's funny, a waste man who can't even lift twenty pounds of iron is only half a step slower than me!"

As he spoke, he sniffed a few sips on the javelin, and when he raised his head, the light in his triangular eyes was full of tyranny, excitement, and three points of joy, "It turned out to be the smell of wolf cubs...... Hey, boss, your speed just now was not bad, but, for the sake of your little life, quickly tell me, can you deal with a few werewolves above the third level of soul master!?"

"Three, third-level soul warrior!?"

Ye Huan had tested it when he was a few centimeters old in the Wind Wings, but it was only the level of a first-level soul warrior, and this was against a third-level soul warrior......

Worse is yet to come!

On the cliff on the west side, the black werewolf howled and rushed down, this steep hill is an insurmountable barrier for humans, but for the vigorous werewolf who has lived in the mountains since childhood, in just a dozen seconds, more than twenty werewolves jumped directly from the cliff into the black valley, and Adolf seemed to be saying what he meant just now...... These werewolves, the weakest are also third-level soul warriors!

"Taniguchi!"

Ye Huan subconsciously shouted out the only way out, and then, he heard a very soft, even a little sissy voice mocking him, "Dear Mr. Ye Huan, is your body and brain useless?" Or do you think I'm a fool and don't know how to send someone to block the mountain road to the south?"

This is the red knight riding the Nightmare!

Following the direction in which he appeared, an old man in a tuxedo also unexpectedly appeared on the mountain road to the south......

"Ye Huan, now is our time, are you going to die first and then be eaten by me, or will you eat and die at the same time?" the red knight laughed playfully.

Ye Huan's answer to him was: Turn around and run.

Talk to him?

What are you kidding, this knight is dressed like the leader of the wolf pack, in other words, the strongest master, and to talk nonsense to him is equivalent to wasting a second of escape time - as for the rest, who is this werewolf, why did he attack Black Valley, and why did he call his name...... Fuck it, who's in the mood to think about this at this time!?

After escaping more than ten meters, Ye Huan found out how wise he was to bring Adolf today, and how cost-effective the twenty-one gold coins he had smashed a few days ago were!

Because the second he fled, the red werewolf had already pounced on the nightmare beast, and its huge body seemed to envelop the top of Ye Huan's head like a red cloud, and the two stabbing swords in his hands also stabbed Ye Huan's shoulders one left and one right. However, a thin figure also appeared in his arms, and the werewolf stabbed out his two swords separately, just like hugging this figure.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it's playtime, answer me a question first...... Do you dare to hunt down my Adolf's boss, and the result is, A, hit me headlong and die, or B, hit me headfirst and die!?"

Adolf hugged the werewolf disgustingly, licked it lightly on his visor, and then ...... Boom, a head hammer slammed into the red werewolf's head with the most ferocious force.

The two figures parted, Adolf covered in blood, but he landed steadily on the snow, licking the blood from near his mouth, gulping it down, and then raising a middle finger at the nightmare beast next to him...... Nightmarmon lunged angrily, but Adolf had already turned sideways and whistled out with an uppercut to Nightmarmon's jaw.

Burst!

With a strange sound, half of the nightmare beast's head was beaten into plasma and sprayed in the snow, bright red blood, snow-white snow, and water ** melted together......

"Boss, the Nightmare Beast is easy to solve, but this wolf cub ...... Okay, I'll admit, he's a little tricky!" Adolf looked at the red werewolf who was slowly getting up, his visor had been sunken into it by him, he still had the same face, but his lips were already pursed, "You're the boss, so, you go, after the break, I'll come!"

The werewolf also smiled hideously, there was no longer Ye Huan in his eyes, and he stared at the little man opposite excitedly, "Ora Ora, where did this disgusting little bastard come from?" After Ye Huan, is there still a master like you in Donglin...... Well, the suspense begins, I love the suspense!"