Section 3 Wolves

This left Claire in a state of confusion. The rest is fine, but she knows very well about sadistic believers. The abusive subordinates have always been straightforward and will not play this kind of trick.

In fact, among the four gods, only Tzeentch's followers can tell this kind of lie, and can openly claim that they have nothing to do with Tzeentch. For if a Tzeentch believer had sworn that he had not believed in Tzeentch at all, he would never have made Tzeentch angry because of this, for the lie itself is loved by the Lord of Lies, even if the lie is related to the Lord of Lies himself. Not to mention that there will be no punishment, even the gods of Dayue may be.

"That'...... You...... Why ......" she immediately realized that she had said something stupid. Isn't it obvious that the other party is not a sadistic believer, and the other party has a sadistic helmet in his hand?

Although his men were known for their ferocity and aggressiveness, she could feel that this was a battle-hardened warrior, and it was normal for an ordinary Sadist warrior to be killed by this one.

She suddenly felt her heart pound.

"You ......," he said, looking at the stranger who called himself Ashrufat. "Who was inspired?"

"Calling?" Ashruphat frowned again. He didn't quite understand what the other person was saying. "What inspiration?"

"Not an inspiration?" Claire was taken aback. No. Although she had also heard that some merchants who wanted money would try to come to the Chaos Realm to do business, this one definitely didn't look like a businessman. Coming alone and being a formidable warrior in his own right...... What could it be if it wasn't because of the call of the gods?

The other party just doesn't want to tell the truth.

She stopped talking, but touched her body. A few seconds later, there was a small pendant in her hand—on which was inscribed the incarnation of the Prince of Joy. She handed it to Ashrufat.

Ashrufat took the emblem and looked at it carefully. As mentioned earlier, he already knew more about the situation of the four evil gods, so he recognized this emblem at a glance.

What does this mean? Does every barbarian have to carry such a thing?

Ashrufat looked at the pendant carefully, and for some reason, this thing reminded him of some associations. So he reached into his pocket and pulled out an ornament from it. It is an obvious female pendant with a very small symbol painted on it. As far as the craftsmanship itself is concerned, this piece of jewelry is not particularly noteworthy, but if you are a magician, you can feel the power of the wind of magic condensed on it.

When Ashrufat took out the charm, he immediately noticed that the girl, who called herself Claire, had an instant light in her eyes. She held out her hand with some hesitation, and Ashrufat placed the charm on her hand.

That's right...... That's right...... This is the symbol of the Prince of Joy...... And this thing...... This is not a shoddy road goods, but a treasure.

If you pray to this thing, you must be able to hear the voice of his followers clearly. It should only be at the Chaos Champion level...... At least at the level of the Chosen Warrior, it is possible to obtain this kind of thing!

If it is a believer in the Prince of Rejoicing...... And this man is a formidable warrior...... Claire suddenly realizes that her chance has come. Could it be that the great Prince of Rejoicing had heard her previous prayers?

"Stranger, you come here," she cleared, trying to emulate the sorcerer's voice of the tribe. She was now convinced of two things, first, this man should not kill her, and second, this man would also need her. "What are you seeking?"

"I'm here to find someone. Ashrufat said. Speaking of which, his motive should not attract the special attention and hostility of anyone (or any force). Except, of course, the Bloodfang Lord.

"Looking for a woman?"

"Yes. Ashrufat replied. "I'm not familiar with the situation in the north. He honestly admitted. From the conversation he had just had with the girl named Claire, he realized that he couldn't hide it. Because no matter his equipment, his speech and demeanor, and even his way of thinking, he is very different from these northerners.

He may be able to change into the costume of a barbarian, he can disguise himself as their way of life, but if he tries to inquire about it, he will definitely show his stuff.

In the conversation with this girl just now, there were a lot of things he didn't understand. In fact, the girl's actions just now made him not understand now.

If he is still in Gruni, then he is normal, this girl is an outlier. But now he's going deep into the realm of Chaos, so this girl is normal, he's an outlier.

Any human being in the world is xenophobic. If he wants to accomplish his goal, he must ask for the news he wants, which means that he must learn the logic and way of doing things of these northerners.

"Perhaps, you can come with me. Claire said.

Then she saw a hint of murder flash in the other's eyes. Maybe it wasn't a killing attempt, but just a psychological effect on her. But in any case, the mask she had worked so hard to disguise broke at once. Then she remembered one thing: this man was powerful and could kill her lightly.

Although he was also a follower of Slaanesh, that doesn't mean anything. She would die as long as he wanted. Moreover, even if she died, it would be a worthless death in vain, not even the most basic thing: glorifying the name of God. Because the pendant just now clearly shows that this man is favored by the Prince of Pleasure far above her (of course, he may not realize it himself).

"Pick up your crossbow. Ashrufat said. He stood up, hooked his feet, and the long sword in the ground instantly reached his hand. With the characteristic sound of a long sword unsheathed, the blade of the sword reflected the moonlight, so cold that people couldn't help but feel a chill.

"Ah......h It's over! This plan to pretend to be a ghost just now made him angry.

"Hurry up, there's no time. Ashrufat said. His gaze was cast into the dark distance. Ordinary humans may see nothing but endless darkness, but Ashruphat has an incredible talent. There is no difference between his vision in the dark and in the daytime.

So he saw the uninvited guests in the wilderness.

A large group of wolves, about forty or fifty in number, were coming this way.

"Ah......h Didn't you want to kill her? What happened?

"It's wolves. Ashrufat said. "It's coming this way. He looked at the campfire beside him. It was supposed to be the firelight that drew the wolves over. But wolves may be attracted to fire, but they are still afraid of fire.

Among the beasts, wolves are undoubtedly one of the most difficult to deal with. This is partly due to the fact that they are active in groups, and partly because they have a relatively high intelligence among the beasts. Even large beasts of prey will choose to avoid wolves unless they are forced to do so.

Half a minute later, Claire picked up her crossbow and dagger again and returned to Ashrufat. Encountering wolves in the wilderness was a dangerous thing - if she were alone, she would not have escaped. Even a traveler on horseback can hardly escape the wolves, because wolves are animals that are good at long-distance pursuits on the one hand, and ambushes and sneak attacks on the other.

"Interesting...... Looks like they've been hungry for a while. Ashrufat said softly. This was because he saw that the wolves' bellies were all shriveled. But on the whole, the wolves were not hungry to the point of being skinny. They weren't hungry, but they wouldn't mind a meal of human and horse meat.

Now, even Claire could see the green eyes that emerged from the darkness. She nervously took a few steps back, a little closer to the campfire.

No matter what kind of beast it is, it is afraid of fire after all.

The wolves slowly approached. Now, the light of the fire reflected their grayish-yellow fur and their mouths that were slightly open and spit out blood-colored tongues. And, of course, the sharp fangs in the mouth.

The wolves look quite cunning. They don't want to move forward when they get close. Ashruphat noticed that some of them had bypassed the campfire and moved closer to the horse, and that they had divided into three teams, forming a front and rear interception. They were clearly intent on splitting up a portion of the two humans who looked too bad to deal with, while the large army left the two men at the campfire alone to eat the horse that had no way of escaping.

Although the horse had caused more trouble to Ashrufat than it had helped, he could not afford to watch his mount be eaten by these beasts like this.

"Don't leave here. Ashrufat said. "Don't shoot your arrows lightly. With that, he walked towards the wolves who wanted to bypass the campfire.

"Wait!" Claire cried. Even the most powerful warriors, if they don't wear armor, they can't withstand the siege of the wolves.

But Ashrufat paid no attention to her. He was quite far away from the campfire and came to the wolves. In particular, the wolves seemed to be dumbfounded by his bold actions, so they stopped instead.

"Get out of here, there's no prey for you. Ashrufat said to the wolves in front of him.

Claire looked at Yiqiē in front of her in surprise. The wolves obviously couldn't understand human words, but for some reason, those wolves didn't dare to pounce. On the contrary, the wolves showed the posture of encountering a strong enemy, bared their teeth and let out a whining and angry sound, but they retreated step by step in front of Ashrufat.

"Fuck off. Ashrufat took another step forward.

In the next moment, a large yellow wolf pounced from its slanted thorn and pounced on Ashrufat's back. It moved so fast that Claire didn't even have time to give a warning.

Ashrufat seemed to have made some moves. Maybe it was the lack of light, maybe it was too fast, maybe it was a bit of both, but Claire felt that the yellow wolf that had pounced on Essrufat had fallen backwards. The wolf fell to the ground and rolled twice and then didn't move.

Although they were far away, they could see a large pool of red liquid under the yellow wolf's body.

The air was filled with the smell of blood.