Chris didn't know about the hiccups in the stands, and even if he did, he wouldn't have time to care.

It had only been half a minute since Loki Daran's two-headed wolf went berserk before he had already added four new wounds.

Frenzy is the talent of mutated beasts, just like the beasts of the werewolf race, increasing their speed and strength for a short period of time, and ignoring pain and exhaustion.

When the two-headed wolf didn't go berserk, Chris's tactic was to stall for as much time as possible.

Now that it had gone berserk, he had no idea of what he could but do to save his life as much as possible, and the long knife in his hand was only focused on fending off the wolf's kiss to avoid mortal wounding.

As for being caught by a claw, then catch it, don't care about it.

It's good not to die.

Survived another minute.

Chris grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and rubbed it on the new wound, stopping the blood from pouring out.

He felt dizzy in his head, a consequence of excessive blood loss.

Another half minute passed.

Call... Call...

Come on, big dog, you can't kill me!

I still have to go home, it's too far from the north, and my soul won't find a way back when I die here...

He still didn't despair, and he was still silently cheering himself up in his heart.

It took another minute.

Damn Vincent!

Damn Andrey!

Haven't you two mongrels been weaned yet?

It's been so long and you haven't been here, and the filthy kobolds are much more efficient than the two of you!

Survive another half minute.

Call... Call...

He breathes like a bellows in a blacksmith's shop.

Just hold on for one more minute...

Another half a minute...

Perhaps, in ten seconds, Vincent and the others will come to my aid.....

There was no other thought in his head, just a numb hint to himself.

Hey, am I dazzled?

This damn big dog's eyes don't seem to be red anymore...

Wow...

This time, the sharp blade flickered together with the fangs in the wolf's mouth, snapping the fangs with a click.

This is the only damage that Chris has allowed the two-headed wolf to suffer so far.

And that's the end of it.

The two-headed wolf threw him to the ground from exhaustion, and the other head opened its bloody mouth, and the stench of saliva dripped down his pale fangs on his face.

Is it over?

Chris closed his eyes.

I'm sorry, Grandpa, Father, I let you down.....

Grandma, I didn't give up, but I couldn't hold on anymore, and I was finally reunited with you...

Apparently, his mother, Avril in Heaven, doesn't want to see him yet.

Because a long sword directly opened the wolf's kiss, and two daggers also pierced the wolf's waist at the same time.

Andre and Vincent have finally arrived!

"Get up, boy! Ahem... Your gods are not in a hurry to take you as a prostitute! ”

It was Andrei who spoke, and the words that came out of his mouth were never separated from the matter of men and women.

The half-chained armor on his body had cracked, and the blood stained the breeches on his thighs along his waist, and he kept coughing as he spoke, probably hurting his lungs.

It was Vincent who pulled Chris up, he didn't have any armor on him, so he could clearly see that the wound was there—there was a piece of flesh missing from his waist, and although he was tied with his clothes, the blood was still seeping through.

This made his already dark face pale.

Chris got up with his long knife and took a deep breath.

It feels good to be alive!

Then he took a defensive posture against the two-headed wolf hovering five meters away, and took the time to scold Andre, "Damn Andre, you are the god of the gods, so you don't like to lick the asshole of the old widower of the god of fire like you!" ”

The escape from death with his life hanging by a thread made him, who was originally very educated, couldn't help but burst into foul language.

"Hahaha~~"

Andre couldn't help but laugh, but the wound made his face look painful, "Alright, red-haired boy, let's save some effort and send this deformed big dog back to the arms of the ancestors together." ”

Vincent, who was silent on the side, couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.

Friendship between men sometimes comes very simply.

Denise in the stands was not so reserved, and the sound of laughter made Joe take a few steps back.

Not because of the protest of the ear, but because her mother's saliva was too capable of flying.

Three scarred men, against a two-headed wolf who had been stabbed twice by Vincent, and this Lokidaran wolf's madness was over and it was in a period of weakness, so victory was not far off.

Such a twisting and turning ending made Denise very happy, and she originally thought that her dream of becoming a high priest was gone.

Lapsey was also happy.

He's made a full thirty rubies so far!

Oh~

God of light, praise the red-haired boy!

He hasn't lost his gambling since he came!

"Dear master, your faithful servant has completed the task you have assigned."

Happy is happy, but you can't miss the report to the owner, especially when Denise is happy.

"Huh? What's up? ”

Denise glanced down at the dry old man, and then oh, "Oh, I remember, you say." ”

"Yes! The mutated Loki Daran two-headed wolf was captured by the dwarves and brought to Sin City in exchange for gold. ”

Lapsey swallowed, he knew that what was going to happen would definitely make Denise feel bad, "I wasn't on the team that was participating. But after you draw the black stone, it is there. ”

"Huh?"

Sure enough, the female Vidocq's eyebrowless eyes became sharp.

"Ahem..."

Feeling a little dry, Lapsey carefully considered the words and continued, "This year's gala is hosted by Georgia, so..."

Bang!

Once again, the new table was torn apart.

Poor Lapsey was again splashed with all sorts of food and wine.

But he didn't dare to wipe it, and hung his head as much as he tried to avoid the anger of his master from spreading to himself.

"Excellent! Damn Georgia! ”

Denise gritted her teeth, each heavy breath driving the grandeur on her chest.

Just when Lapsey thought Denise was going to settle accounts with Georgia, his master sat down again, smiling and smiling for his men to get a new table and food and wine.

That's impossible!

Lapsey thinks she must be old, so she hallucinates by chance.

He shook his head vigorously and stared at his master's smile with wide eyes.

Yes, smile, read that right!

He turned his head to look at Joe, and saw that the latter's eyes were as wide as his own.

The god of light and fire is above!

This notorious, retributive female devil has actually changed her sex??

His strange behavior and surprised expression fell into Denise's eyes, this kind of rude behavior would definitely be beaten up in normal times, but the female Vidocq is in a surprisingly good mood now.

"Lapsey!"

There was no anger in her voice.

"Huh? Oh great hosts, little ones in! ”

"The other two teams left today seem to have one of our people, right?"

"Huh?"

Lapsey felt a little inadequate in his brains, "Yes, great host!" One of these teams is owned by Vidocq who have already surrendered to you. ”

"Well, if our guy wins, then you can let them have a good time before the afternoon race!"

"Uh..."

Lapsey understood.

His master is to rule others in the way of others.

Georgia can swap for the beast, and Denise can also seal the defeat for the afternoon opponent.

"That, great master, if not our men win?"

"Then give him half a block!"

Lapsey opened his mouth wide again, this is really a loser...

Oh no, it's so generous!

It was so generous that even Lapsey felt pain in the flesh.

Denise didn't care what the servant thought, she was already up and laughing.

And the audience also resounded with all kinds of cheers, her team, Chris, and they had worked together to divide the body of the two-headed wolf.

..................

Because of Denise's private operation, the afternoon game was easy.

It was so easy that the three of Chris felt that they had entered the realm of the strong ahead of schedule.

Otherwise, it is clear that they are all scarred and weak when swinging the knife, why is the opponent still easily killed?

Of course, they did not know that the opponent's lunch was drugged.

Denise paid for a tavern, as it was Vidocq's team that surrendered to her who won.

It's ironic when you think about it.

This team has come to the last step and has seen the dawn of hope, but it turns out that the fate of the upper echelons has been directly decided, and all efforts have been wiped out.

Sometimes, there's no fairness at all to the little ant-like people.

It doesn't matter if it's heaven or it's the superior.