As the sun rose in the east, Imola and Vianis struggled to gather the nearly 500 slaves in the two main camps of Greytail and Whitemane.

The herbivores of the two werewolf tribes were reluctant to leave with Imola, even though her half-cow was more powerful than the herbivores of these tribes.

"Agni and Demon Tiger didn't come to help, with them here, no tribe would refuse to relocate."

Standing on a hillside looking out into the forest to the south, Imola knew that there were hundreds of cavalry led by Agni in the forest, and in the grass not far away, the demonic tiger was guarding against any surprises.

When the elven archer Vianis heard the complaints of his companions, he smiled and persuaded: "Forget it, you can't control them, it's good for us to send these hundreds of people back to the forest safely, not to mention adding 5 or 6 orcs to the camp." ”

"It's not the orcs that I care about, it's these guys!" Imola angrily pointed at the Terran slaves.

Without the control of the orcs, the Terran slaves have also become particularly abrasive, their steps are erudite and slow, but their eyes glance at the surrounding heights from time to time, as if they are looking forward to which tribe's werewolves can kill back and let themselves continue to be slaves.

More than 40 soldiers finally gathered the 500 slaves of various tribes, and then slowly sent them to the forest, due to the lack of transportation and livestock, the emaciated slaves moved much slower than Imola expected, but even if she started the fire, most of the slaves who were still barefoot could not get up quickly.

"Woo~Woo~"

After about half an hour of action, the sound of a magic horn was heard in the forest in the distance, which was the signal for the hunting regiment to go out.

"What's wrong?"

Imola immediately became alert.

"Ahh

Behind them, there was a wolf roar, and all the slaves immediately fell to their knees on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

"Get up, don't lie down, run quickly!" Imola looked at the slaves everywhere and couldn't get angry.

The elven archers jumped up the surrounding hill, looked to the north, and shouted, "Imola, give up all the slaves and jump into the river at once!" ”

"Why?" The half-cow man was a little puzzled.

"Inumori City has dispatched the Beast God's Dependents, we can't beat it!"

Although Vianis was not as decisive as Imola just now, she was always in the basin and knew the strength of her relatives best, and at this moment, at the gate of Inumori City, a giant wolf-like creature had rushed over with more than a hundred werewolves.

At the speed of the werewolves, it would take less than 10 minutes to rush ahead, and Imola's team did not have the strength to compete with them in any case.

"If we give them all up, maybe none of these people will survive!"

Imola clutched her long stick in her hand, looking at the slaves all over the ground, she remembered her childhood, and for a moment she wanted to buy them a little more time.

"Look at these slaves, they don't even have the strength to stand up when they hear the wolf howl, and it's impossible for them to run away!"

The two girls ordered their soldiers to keep dragging the slaves on the ground and pushing them forward, but the slaves preferred to hide in the grass with their heads in their hands, avoiding the support of the soldiers, rather than standing up.

"Roar~"

In the grass not far away, there was a tiger roar, which was not loud, but it stirred in the hearts of every slave, and many slaves began to look up blankly.

Vianis knew that this was the Demon Tiger and hurriedly said loudly: "You all run to the pond for me, whoever is late will become the lunch of the Demon Beast!" ”

"Wow~Wow"

A tiger roar is the greatest support for the elves, the slaves did not dare to disobey the orders of any magical beasts, they ran desperately towards the pond hundreds of meters away, and many young children were even pushed down by the surrounding adults.

"Imola, hurry up, we're too late!" Vianis looked anxiously to the north, the giant wolf was already halfway formed, but her partner kept picking up the children.

"Ahh

The giant wolf, which was only a few hundred meters away, suddenly increased in size, and countless magical elements surrounded him, becoming the embodiment of the Warcraft God.

The incarnation kicked his leg suddenly, like a gray cannonball shot at Vianis who was standing alone in the crowd.

"Huh~" Vianis opened her bow and arrows, gathered the magic power of her whole body on the new rattan bow, shot arrows, opened her bow, and shot arrows again, and the three enchanted arrows flew like three silver rays of light to the dependents a hundred meters away.

The arrows that were enough to pierce several orcs did not leave a single trace on the avatar's cheeks.

"It's over~" Vianis was about to close her eyes, but saw a golden light flash overhead.

"Boom~"

The magic elements in front of the avatar exploded, and the waves even blocked the elven archers.

Although the explosion slowed down the avatar's speed, it only blocked his vision, and less than 2 seconds later, the giant wolf rushed through the flames in front of him and pounced on the elf again.

"Drink~" A dark shadow rushed up from behind Vianis, and Imola, who was five meters tall, was hard pressed between the dependents and the elves.

The moment the incarnation's claws touched the wand, the magic belonging to the gods interfered with the operation of the magic pattern on it, and the gray claw tips smashed the long stick, cutting through the silver armor, leaving the magic belonging to the god of scorched wolves on the armor, allowing the bright red blood to flow freely under the scratches.

Just as the wolf's head bit Imola on the neck, a dark shadow rushed past and knocked the avatar away.

After Imola fell to the ground, she felt a chill in her chest, and the original wound was burned into scabs by a flame, and it was immediately frozen, stopping the erosion of the god's magical power.

"Who dares to stop me from eating!"

The avatar quickly stabilized its form, and the will of the scorched wolf god revealed its dissatisfaction with the breakfast robbery.

"Stay away from my loved ones!"

It was Andrew Golden Moon and Agni who knocked away the avatar, just now Andrew saw that Vianis was about to be impacted by the avatar, and hurriedly shot an arrow, but no matter how fast he and Agni were, they couldn't prevent Imola from being knocked down by the avatar's move.

The avatar looked at it, but in front of him was a high-level elven knight riding a high-grade black-scaled horse, and then said with a smile, "But it's okay, it's better to eat your nutrition!" ”

"Agni, you have thought about it, the gods of Warcraft are all immortal!"

The gaze from the incarnation of the righteous god made Andrew quite uncomfortable, and he patted the fire under him and asked with his mind.

"Oh? That is, I have to eat a wolf today? ”

The demonic patterns on Agni's body ignited instantly, like a bright fireball, heading straight towards the giant wolf avatar.

"The old galloping horse family must have given 300 years of courage to the two of you!"

Andrew knew that Agni must have learned from Rand, but he was only a golden knight, and he couldn't confront the beast god incarnation head-on, so he could only pretend to be calm and swing the magic sword, trying to inflict some damage on the incarnation.

"Don't worry, Andrew, I'm a high-level magical beast of the Queen of the Demon Net!"