With a snort, she stopped the manticore and looked out toward the forest by the roadside. There was a giant wolf hovering, its eyes wary at the strangely shaped knights. Being watched by the giant wolf, Sinclair suddenly felt like she was being spied on, which made her very uncomfortable.

She suddenly leaped from the manticore, wrapped herself in her cloak, and vanished into the night. The giant wolf was visibly stunned, showing a wisdom that did not belong to the beast. It cautiously stepped back, but only took two steps back, and Sinclair appeared behind it silently, and the double knives rested on the giant wolf's neck, and with a slight press, the wolf's head slammed to the ground.

In Richard's mind, a point of light from the wind teeth went out.

He stood up suddenly, walked quickly to the window, and brushed the floor to open the curtains. The moonlight outside the window sprinkled all over the lake, the night was very quiet, the wind was very soft, it was a completely beautiful night, and there was no killing in sight.

Sinclaire slices off the wolf's head and flashes back into the manticore body in a few steps. The manticore sniffed vigorously in the air and trotted again. The speed of its trotting is not much different from that of a magic pony. The rolling black torrent moved forward again, heading straight for the Dusk Castle.

He hadn't gone far before Sinclair stopped the manticore and gestured to the grass not far away. There was a giant wolf half-crouching, calmly observing the cavalry. When it saw the cavalry stop, it immediately turned around and ran, but by the same time one of the Bear Riders had already thrown his heavy axe with all his might. The great axe swirled in the air, making a terrifying roar, and in an instant it swept past the waist of the Wind Fang, slicing it in two.

The Bear Knight drove the pony, pulled up the heavy axe from the ground, and carried the body of the Wind Fang to the manticore, as Sinclair had commanded.

"These wolves are weird. Come, baby, eat it, and see what it knows. ”

But the manticore roared a few times, unwilling to work. Probing the soul is very tiring, it is only half-full. Once you probe your soul, you'll get hungry again. But Sinclair didn't allow it to be so lazy, and pressed its head down hard, and vigorously ** a few times. The manticore roared helplessly, lowering its head and slowly nibbling on the corpse of Wind Fang, looking extremely reluctant.

Although the Wind Fang is much larger than a normal demon wolf, it is unusually slender compared to the manticore. After the manticore swallowed the wind fangs completely, he lay on the ground and did not move, and it took more than ten minutes to get up, shaking his head vigorously and roaring listlessly.

"It doesn't have a soul?!" Sinclair was surprised. Without a soul, there is no way to detect memories. But any beast should have a soul, even if it is a mage's contract creature has a zài soul mark, only the magic summon creature that is purely made of energy has no soul, but there will be no corpse.

The manticore found nothing in the tusks. There is also a possibility that the manticore lion is not capable enough to probe the soul of the Wind Fang, but this is very unlikely. Because even in Norland, the Manticore belongs to a rare and powerful magical beast. Spying on souls is their natural ability.

But Sinclair didn't waste much time for a giant wolf without a soul. In a new and unfamiliar plane, anything is possible. A giant wolf without a soul is nothing at all.

When the second tusk was cut in half, the second point of light in Richard's consciousness dimmed and then vanished. However, this time, before Stormfang died, an image of Sinclair and Bear Rider had been passed to the brood by Windfang, and from the brood to Richard.

"Sinclair and the Bear Rider!" Richard immediately realized the identity of the person in the image.

He opened the map and looked at it by the moonlight, and if he connected the two places where the fangs disappeared one after another, he could see that the line was clearly pointing to the castle at dusk.

Richard thought for a moment and pulled the bell rope in the room. A soft bell rang in the distance through the pipe, and soon a maid knocked on Richard's door: "Your Excellency Richard, do you need anything?"

Richard knocked on the door and said directly: "I want to see Baron Fontaine, there is something very important!

"But....... Lord Baron must have fallen asleep by now. Is there anything you can do to find the Baron tomorrow morning?" said the maid, embarrassed. She was also tired now, after all, it was already one o'clock in the night.

"I have something very important!" Richard emphasized the very important modifier. Although the maid was very sleepy, she was not stupid enough to get home, and immediately ran to the housekeeper. Richard's demand, whether reasonable and important, was not something that a little maid of hers could judge, or had the right to judge.

The history of the baronial family is no less than that of some wealthy families, and the long history has also formed relatively strict regulations. Of course, Richard didn't really wait for the maid to pass it on layer by layer, he gave Gangde an order in his consciousness, so the big man suddenly drummed up his fighting spirit in his room, and a thick killing tide gushed out like a crazy tide, sweeping half of the main building like a wild wave!

Baron Fontaine is a fourteenth-level swordsmanship master, and his sense of killing is extremely keen, which must be more effective than any way to wake up.

Sure enough, in just five minutes, the lightly armed sword-wielding baron appeared in front of Richard. Seeing Richard, who was already fully armed, and his retinue gathered from the other side of the corridor, Baron Fontaine's eyes immediately narrowed, flashed a sharp light, and asked, "Enemy attack?"

Richard nodded and said, "The baron should have heard of the fierce battle between the coalition forces and the invading devils that took place in the Bloodstained Land not long ago?"

Fontaine nodded. This battle is the heaviest incident in the Sequoia Kingdom this year, the coalition army was almost wiped out, not only did the strength of the god of courage Neian in the kingdom lose more than half, but also made the two great nobles lose face. For some time to come, the kingdom will be in turmoil.

Richard said solemnly: "One of my subordinates has just sent news through a secret way. Sinclaire, the leader of the Devil's Legion who defeated the coalition, with all her heavily armed knights and magicians, has crossed the village of Bran and is heading at full speed towards Dusk Castle! ”

This was shocking news, and Baron Fontaine could hardly believe his ears: "She's attacking the Sequoia Kingdom!"

"She's trying to attack the whole plane. Richard said.

"But...... Okay, I'll prepare for battle with all my might at once!" Baron Fontaine turned to the butler who had just arrived in a hurry and said, "Go and call the captain on duty, there may be an enemy attack tonight!"

When the panicked butler rushed away, Baron Fontaine turned to Richard, spread his hands helplessly, and asked: "Dear Richard, thank you for your timely warning, then ...... now"

"Now, of course, my men and I will stay and fight with you against the devil from the other plane!" Richard said.