Kyle's scheming is three inches in the middle.

There is a way that is never forgotten, and there will be repercussions.

But whether the echo is full of love, or the death net that Kyle has woven with love as a thread, it is not clear.

Does it hurt heartbreaking? Heartache, that's right.

As the Shadow Wolf King tried to save a two-headed Shadow Wolf once again, Kyle once again took advantage of the messy pace of his steps to pull at his body with a magical thread.

"Despicable! Won't you Homo erectus fight head-on!?" The wolf king let out an angry roar, but it knew that the human could not understand.

"To be or not to be? Who cares?" Kyle said coldly.

The Shadow Wolf King was stunned for a moment, it had unintentionally vented its anger, but it didn't expect to get a reply from Kyle.

It didn't know that there was a spell called Literacy.

It only felt that if these guys could communicate, why didn't the two sides try to communicate with each other, but directly launched a decisive attack.

Well, as for whether it attacked first...... Does it matter? The important thing is that its guards are dying too many now!

But it was at this moment of hesitation that Kyle didn't pull the magic thread with Lucius's skull-shattering gauntlet, leaving blood on it, but suddenly pulled himself in the direction of the wolf king.

Fast! Fast! Fast!

At a speed that the player could barely see, Kyle, who was holding the moon blade, instantly rushed forward, and the wolf king wanted to dodge directly, but met the pair of pink eyes that exuded demonic enchanting power.

For a moment, it remembered the she-wolf it had been from the beginning...... It's a pity that the she-wolf was later polluted by the old wolf king.

Not good! What was I thinking!

The Shadow Wolf King came to his senses, but it was too late, and Kyle changed lanes like lightning, flying past the side of its skull, and instantly escaped away.

A deep knife mark pierced one of the wolf king's eyes, and it let out a heart-rending roar in pain.

True and false, false and true, wolf king, you don't think that I plan to play on the spot...... Your flesh and blood, your strength.

Kyle opened his mouth, his tongue lightly brushing the little tiger's teeth, and now he really looked a little like a succubus.

The next moment, a ruthless spell slash approached it again.

It couldn't recover its sight for a while, and let out a deafening roar, as if it wanted to scare off Old White.

But Old White's sword has no feelings, only the desire to enjoy killing.

This sword was completely different from before, the Shadow Wolf King had no way to determine where he was mainly attacking him, and the black flames on his body couldn't gather in one place, and there was no way to dodge and nowhere to dodge.

It only heard the sound of its flesh being torn apart, the flickering sword light, illuminating the darkness, and the mana thicker than blood poured down, and in an instant the flesh flew sideways, and a shadow wolf guard fell on the spot, splattering blood all over its fur.

"Human—"

The Night Wolf King roared, the first time it hadn't called a human an Homo erectus, and the burning black flames had once again repaired the wounds on its body.

It let out a roar of near-despair, not because it had been battered, but because everything it valued was being taken away by these horrible Homo erectus.

….

That's the future of their wolf pack, and it's been its years of hard work to get to where it is today.

And now there is nothing!

"King! King!"

The dark clouds that had obscured the moonlight had dissipated at some point, and the clear moonlight shone on the land.

Suddenly, there was a charge in the distance, and the sound resounded through the forest, waking up the already troubled night.

The crisp and continuous trampling sound rang out, and the wolves looked at the source of the sound and saw that it was a Ranger with torches in his charge.

"All on alert—"

The Rangers at the head let out a loud shout, and the Rangers who followed behind them from a distance scattered in unison to take up a charging stance.

The galloping of thousands of people gave people an oppressive shock

sense, the wolves began to mess up.

The wolf king felt the shadow of death at the trampling of the charging iron hooves, and he began to curse himself for not thinking it through.

It is not possible to trap yourself here in order to take revenge on a group of weak people, affecting the offensive plans of the entire wolf pack.

Behind the Rangers there is another group of Rangers, who are facing off against a group of shadows.

It was some of the wolves it had sent out, but not all.

Apparently there was a disconnect between the wolves.

Only a part of the wolves realized that the Rangers had left the territory they had been holding and were heading in the direction of the wolf king.

Probably quite a few of them were staring at the campfires in the deserted camps......

Dan, who was in the lead, held his breath and made the Rangers who followed him understand one thing, they were going to gouge through these wolves with their concentrated strength.

The only thing they needed was to wait for their captain's orders.

"Give me the whole army—" Dan yelled, "Disperse!

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The Rangers, who had been attacking with the charging of arrows, suddenly dispersed, revealing a group of players behind them.

This group of players, mainly composed of spell swordsmen, each with a wooden short spear in their hands, is not very high-level, and it is difficult to hurt the wolves.

But they also have their own ideas, such as pouring all the mana into the short spear in their hands, and nothing about it, just to be able to deal the most damage in the shortest amount of time.

Short wooden spears shot into the air like meteors, and fell like raindrops with the force of their fall.

Mana is a fairly general power, but unlike normal magic, it is extremely corrosive.

This was the most cost-effective profession that could chisel through the skin of giant creatures when humans faced other large races that were difficult to cause damage.

While most of this group of players are at Lv1, the mana infused into them is not an illusion.

The storm of short spears attached to the mana instantly "ignited" the grass where the wolves were.

The crimson mana continued to diffuse, forming a special scarlet field.

The parade team led by Dan had already joined Jonathan's steel tooth team in advance, and the two teams were split into 10 raiding teams, with an average of 10~13 people per raiding team.

The number of players is even higher, and now the number of players who have been wandering the dungeons for long periods of time has exceeded 30,000.

Although the number of players who could keep up was only about 600 due to time issues, when the number reached a certain level, a strange reaction between mana and mana occurred.

Most of the time, more is stronger, and the power is great!

The colliding mana swallowed each other in a small area, clinging to the wolves like a viscous liquid.

Although it didn't cause damage to the wolves in the first place, it was visible to the naked eye that the fur on the wolves' bodies that had received special protection flickered, and the diffuse magical brilliance was corroding at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Run away when you're done, don't go near the wolves!" Someone among the players shouted.

If someone pays close attention to what is riding under this group of players, they will smile.

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