The sudden arrival of the Chinese New Year event was a bit of a surprise, especially for those who were still battling their wits with the gnolls and kobolds in the tunnels when the Astral Rift occurred, and the fact that the Astral Wolves had come out of nowhere and were biting people in the pit severely disrupted their movements.

However, on the plus side, there are obviously more kobolds in the tunnels at the moment, so the sudden intrusion of the wolves has objectively relieved some pressure on the players who are carrying out the "anti-sweep mission".

But that's not a good thing either.

The number of wolves that crossed the astral rift and reached the area around the Shadow Valley in a short period of time was a bit large, resulting in the command currently having to suspend other operations other than expelling the wolves, but considering that the wolf pack's rampage also made it impossible for the jackals to execute their strategy, this wave was not a loss in theory.

Of course, only theoretically.

After all, the gnolls have the strategic initiative, and they can exit this chaotic area at any time, but the defenders of the Shadow Valley can't do that.

In the valley alone, there are now two legendary wolf plague lords chasing and killing Murphy, and the magic of the jackals is blocking the space, making it difficult for external support to arrive quickly, so it is really a bit difficult to rely on a Willant to protect Murphy here.

Soon, Murphy was in crisis.

Veranther used a spider lady's magic to fend off the wolf plague lord Baucus, but another dark wolf named "Juppel" chased Murphy all the way to the flank of the Shadow Valley.

The creature has the power of wind and darkness to roam wherever there is a shadow, and Bonnie tries to resist and nearly bites off his head, so Murphy orders Bonnie to get out of here to help the front line expel the wolves as quickly as possible.

The astral rift overhead was slowly closing, the rift itself was not large, and according to Murphy's understanding of the astral tearing technique, after a maximum of thirty minutes, it could barely heal to the point where it could no longer allow the wolves to enter and exit on a large scale.

But how to get through those thirty minutes became a problem.

"I warn you! Chase it no more! ”

Murphy flapped his wings and quickly walked through the scattered astral filth, and as he flew, he shouted to the giant wolf lord Juppel hiding in the shadows behind him:

"I don't have any syrup on me, what's the use of you chasing me?"

"In the name of His Highness Kherson, Murphy the dog thing must die!"

Legend has it that although the giant wolf cannot grow vocal cords that can speak, this creature has a fairly ordinary ability to communicate with the mind, and the voice full of disgust and irritability echoes in Murphy's heart, representing how fierce the Kherson spouse is to kill him.

"Blanch, you're a wolf, not a licking dog."

Murphy scolded:

"You're hopeless bastard, you know? Is life so good in Kherson? You're also a Wolfborn of the North Wind, with Sue's sacred blood, and theoretically she doesn't have the power to command you like a puppy. ”

"Dirty bastard vampire, don't allow you to slander His Highness the Silver Wolf like this!"

The Wolf Calamity Lord was even angrier.

Beasts, that's it, don't expect them to calm down before they get knocked on the head with a stick, but Murphy seems to be on the run, and in fact he is, but the Vampire Lord's escape route is deliberate.

He had already seen the wonderfully shaped building in front of him in the shadowy black smoke, so he paused, turned back to Juppel and rebuked:

"One last warning! You pathetic licking dog, get back to Lao Tzu! You will also have the opportunity to hide in Kherson's arms and breastfeed"

In the face of Murphy's "kind reminder", the angry wolf responds fairly directly.

The shadow rhythms, the shadows break out, and the giant teeth bite!

Murphy's response was also immediate.

He had no dignity as a strong man, and he dodged Zhu Peier's bite, and rushed into the strange building behind him with a swish, blanching, he was just a poor black iron, and it wasn't undignified to run away in front of the dangerous wolf plague lord, right?

But this cowardly evasion made the giant wolf Juppel even more angry, and with a roar it slammed into the sea, and smashed the delicate building with brute force, causing the little mares of all colors to flee in panic with a scream.

Then it got up in the ruins of the shattered building and saw the damned Murphy standing next to the strange flying feathered unicorn with its head down, still hoofing, panting, ready to charge.

"That's it! Brother Aurora, this bastard smashed your favorite stable palace and scared your harem out of the way, I had warned it, but it didn't listen at all, and scolded Aurora for being a fool and must taste your flesh today.

And talking about frivolous nonsense like giving your heart to its goddess Kherson. ”

Murphy arched fire in the ear of the old god disguised as a unicorn:

"I'll be fair, I don't know what you think, but if it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it."

"Huh?"

Juppel already sensed that something was wrong.

The "petite and cute" flying feather unicorn in front of him was exuding a kind of power oppression that made it feel frightened, and the other party's white unicorn dotted with red light had also been entangled with a layer of whirlpool of sharp wind.

It was clearly a higher level of wind control than the authority it had in the wind.

So what is this?

There's no such thing in the Astral Boundary, and you're good enough, Murphy! Lao Tzu never said such shameless words at all.

"Uncle, is it easy for me to breed these little mares every day to carry babies? You kid demolished my house as soon as you came up, do you really think I have no temper? If this is seen by the good brother of Pa Ying, it is estimated that he will laugh at me for a thousand years

Scald!

Death to the master! ”

Of course, Aurora also knew that Murphy was arching the fire, and it knew Murphy's purpose for luring this stupid wolf over, but the fact was that his home was indeed demolished, and his harem was scared to run around.

Can this be endured?

Lao Tzu has been humble enough to reshape his body and use Pa Ying as a mount, and he has been bending for this bullshit for more than a thousand years, and you dog thing is still running to provoke me.

Do you really think that the gods of the old days have no temper?

Boy, you may have inherited great abilities from Su, but you, an astral creature, are now standing on the land of the material world, and this is Lao Tzu's territory!

"Bang"

The ground under Uncle Aurora's feet turned into an impact ring and shattered in the brute force trampling, and the figure of the unicorn that had already taken a charging stance disappeared in the next moment.

In addition to the authority of the wind, this guy also has a part of the spatial power, and he can freely cross the plane, so it's not a piece of cake to teleport or something?

Juppel had done his best to defend, but in the next second, it was as if it had been hit by a battering ram, and the entire shadow body was flipped into the air, and as the mount of the Lord of Pa Ying, the countless battles in the past thousand years had already taught the extreme light how to complete the silky little combo in the state of the war horse.

At the moment of the collision, he launched a divine war trampling, and then a sharp angle piercing with a thousand blows, so that when Zhu Peier flew up, blood spurted from his skull, and his heart was also pierced into a mess of rotten flesh.

This kind of injury could not kill the legendary creature, but when Jubel's body smashed over most of the Shadow Valley like a rolling stone and slammed down on the battlefield in front of it, and its mournful sound spread throughout the valley, even the most ferocious Astral Wolves felt fear.

Not good!

There are masters in this valley!

There's a master who can seriously injure legendary creatures with one hit, so retreat!

The wolf plague lord Bokes, who was fighting against Veranther, was obviously a brain, and after realizing that Jubil was seriously injured, the wolf plague lord immediately took the opportunity to roll up his body with a cold wind and dissipate beside Vilanthor.

Seconds later, a long, desolate wolf howl rang out from the Valley of Shadows, a signal to retreat.

The wolves of the astral plane, which were raging everywhere, quickly joined forces to set off a strong wind to blow the fog and cover the nearby terrain, and then quietly evacuated the place like a demon in the fog.

Su also played this trick when she was supporting players in the Blood Banner Heights.

The wind, cold fog, and the spirit of the wolf pack are the fighting abilities engraved in the bones of Su's heirs, and this is also where the wolf disaster is entangled.

You may be able to defeat them head-on, but the initiative on the battlefield is always in their hands, and no one can stop them when they want to retreat, at least in the absence of large-scale control, and it will be difficult to stop the raging wolf plague.

They can also return to the astral plane.

However, this is not the rule of the wolf pack, Kherson has issued an order that Murphy's dog head must be obtained to avenge the shame, and until this goal is achieved, the astral wolves who have entered the material world will not retreat.

The Astral Wolves can become the Astral Hegemon under the leadership of Kherson, relying on this ferocity, cruelty, unity, and perseverance.

As it turned out, the Wolf Calamity's retreat order came quite timely and skillfully, and less than three minutes after they had evacuated, the supporters led by the Third Lord of the Blood Alliance Knights followed the pit into the Valley of the Shadows.

Lena was among them.

But Lena's expression was not good, because the strange Third Lord seemed to be entangled with her, and the strange and aggressive gaze that seemed to eat her in one bite made Midnight Dragon Burn's whole body uncomfortable.

Although she has not had an affair with a certain man in her long life, her orientation is normal, and the taste of this third lord, Lord Yvette, the famous astringent leader of the vampire world, is obviously a little too advanced for Lena.

Regardless, Yvette did help Lena in the previous battle in the Nameless Valley.

This can be seen from the "loot" they brought back.

"Bang"

Something wrapped in a raged battle flag of the Gnoll was thrown in front of Murphy's eyes, and it rolled around a few times and landed right at Murphy's feet, revealing his true face.

The head of an astral wolf that has been temporarily shrunk with psionic energy, and it can be seen from its fierce and wild posture that it is the head of a legendary giant wolf.

"That's amazing."

Murphy clapped his hands and said to the expressionless Lena in front of him:

"He is worthy of being a master of plastic energy, and he killed a legendary beast as soon as he made a move."

"That guy didn't die."

Lena sighed and explained:

"It has two heads, we only cut off one of them, and it ran away, but it's coming for you, Master Murphy, you have to be careful. Alright, my temporary job here is over, and I have to continue my hunt.

Manson the Golden Gnoll, who was previously killed by your warrior and this Yvette Lord, has been confirmed to be related to Dusk, and may not be an official member, but definitely cooperated a lot.

It had the same rancid smell as the hateful things I had seen when I was betrayed.

It's dead.

But the soul escaped, and I guess you should be able to do the rest alone. I would have liked to say a little more allegiance, but I was too lazy to say it, and it made me uncomfortable to be here, so I excuse myself. ”

After saying that, Lena didn't stay long, turned around and flapped her wings and flew out, although there was indeed a reason why she couldn't get too close to Murphy so as not to distort her mind, but Murphy always felt that Lina's hurried posture seemed to be avoiding something "terrible".

Or did Lena's rough personality become neurotic after becoming a vampire?

No way?

The blood of Salokdal should not have such after-effects.

Thinking so, Murphy took off his helmet and shook his long hair to make it easier for him, and said to the odd-looking Villanser and Bonnie beside him:

"Take the wolf's head to boost morale, and the two of you collect its teeth and eyeballs and send them back to the Crimson Keep to the blacksmith and goatman enchanter, what are you looking at?"

"Uh, master."

Willencer whispered:

"I advise you to be careful when bathing for the rest of the day, you are being targeted by a terrible 'predator'."

Bonnie on the other side touched her helmet and reminded in a whisper:

"Be careful! He's a master."

"Huh?"

Murphy looked back in surprise, and then saw what the two guys were talking about as "masters".

The third lord of the Blood Alliance Knights, "Arrow of Punishment", Lady Yvette, was not far away, using a considerable. Well, the indescribable gaze stared at his handsome face, which could even compete with Lord Pa Ying.

How do you describe that look?

Murphy felt like a meal cooked by a chef, not only in a wonderful and mellow flavor, but also decorated with the finest plating, sprinkled with a little pepper and coriander leaves, and served to a hungry gourmet by an elegant waiter.

The latter had already put on a napkin and was ready to feast on a knife and fork in hand.

It is no exaggeration that Yvette's eyes are full of greedy light written in her eyes, "The old lady wants to eat your little fresh meat with bones and skin", and even reminded Murphy of Tracey in a certain fanatical state.

Mother, this is going to be my own life.

Tracey, hurry up and "escort", your little baby eggs are going to be eaten by other bad women.

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"You have to give me an explanation!"

While Murphy was dealing with some "vampire's internal affairs", in the quiet Valley of Shadows, an enraged Colonel Fraser kicked open the "office" of the Church of the Winter Wolves in the Valley of Shadows.

His arm was still bleeding, and he yelled in bandages:

"Those damn Astral Wolves destroyed all four of our positions! Hundreds of valiant soldiers died in the wolf's mouth, many more were wounded, hell! Aren't the Wolves of the Astral Realm a family of the God of the North Wind? Why would they attack us along the rift opened by the gnolls?

The Translancians have obviously sealed that rift, blanch! You have to give me an explanation! ”

In the face of Colonel Frazier's roar, the Winter Wolf God Elector Iron Fist Turner in the room looked haggard, and the other Winter Wolf Priests also looked at each other, even Colonel Basomiyan, the commander of the Nordtov army here.

The colonel was far worse than Fraser, who was lucky enough to escape the wolf's kiss, his left hand was bitten off by a silver wolf descendant, and the wolf plague happened to be the first to rush into the Nord position, and the attack caused the Nords to suffer much more damage than the Plantagenets.

The atmosphere in the house is very stagnant.

Obviously, Lord Turner couldn't come up with an explanation, why at a time when everyone finally started to work together to fight the wolf plague, the first to make a fuss was actually the heir of the god of the north wind?

Aren't you adding to the already dangerous black plague?

Before Colonel Frazier's anger was released, General Maxim, who came on behalf of Murphy, also walked in with an indifferent face, compared to Colonel Frazier's questioning, Maxim spoke much more directly.

"The Church of the Winter Wolves wants to give the lords of Transencia and those innocent warriors who have been killed and wounded a decent response! Why did Su bring us a wolf plague when other gods were sending down their favors? Is it because our war failed to please the god of the north wind?

Or is your god finally under the pressure of Vam's provocation and going mad? ”

"Pay attention to your wording! General Maxim! It's not the will of the god of the north wind, it's definitely not that we're going to figure out what's going on, and we're going to make amends. ”

Lord Turner got up in shame and tried to justify his god.

However, at this moment, the player's explanation was interrupted by cheers and roars as they happily carried the severed head of the legendary giant wolf through the valley on a large wooden frame.

Colonel Fraser pointed out the window to the huge wolf's head, which was being flaunted as trophies, and said:

"Although I don't know much about the secrets of the gods, I also know that only Su's direct descendants can have such majesty! Don't make amends to your God, it's His fault! ”

A stunned Turner could no longer speak.

The Chosen One bowed his head, clenched his fists in shame, sighed, and said:

"We'll make amends! I swear, please give us a little time. ”

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