Bainholler shifted and tried to jump off the tree. Just as he was about to make a jumping motion, the werewolf boy suddenly stopped again, and the branch was shaken slightly by him.

What if the one who just left wasn't the last, and what if there were their accomplices behind them?

Bain Holler didn't know that the female Assassins of the Phantom Veil were using meditation to determine their targets, and he thought that the man really hadn't seen him.

The woods were so quiet that Bainholler could only hear the sound of the leaves as he shook the trunk, not even the footsteps of the distant Assassin.

After a moment's wait, Bainholler jumped down, and since the Assassins were heading this way, it was always right for him to go in the opposite direction.

If you follow this road, you will reach the beautiful forest that Aiyusa said.

The creature seemed kind, and it shouldn't lie to him.

The young man's pace changed from slow, to sprint, and finally to run.

"Mom, I miss you......"

Even though it was in the forest, the canopy of the trees did not shade the sky much, and when you looked up, you could often see the full moon like a mirror. The moonlight spread on the werewolf boy's body, and he suddenly felt the blood in his body begin to restless.

"Cursed Mark ......?" Bainholler's speed slowed down a lot, he stretched out his palm to look at it, there was nothing in his palm, but he felt that the blood in his palm seemed to be boiling, extremely hot, and flowing surprisingly fast.

Bain Holler's expression of excitement gradually appeared.

Ever since he was turned into a wolf by a court mage, he has been left with a curse mark on his body, and in his human form, he still retains the characteristics of a wolf.

Turning into a wolf would always be a shadow for him, but the dead family could not be resurrected, and the king of the kingdom of Slom and the stupid guards and mages would never come to his own trouble again.

"I, am I getting stronger?" Bainholler looked away from his palm and glanced up at the full moon.

The moon was round and exceptionally bright, illuminating the shape of the clouds beside it. The wolf has the property of howling at the moon, and it seems that this moonlight has caused some effects on itself.

It was exciting to notice the change in him, but Bainholler was very uncomfortable right now, and he wanted to bite something or tear something to shreds.

"Do you want to be stronger?"

"Who?!"

The sudden sound startled Bainholler, who retracted his hand and quickly looked around, but saw no one.

Only then did Bain Holler realize that the voice just now was actually sounding directly in his head.

The voice was incomparably evil, low, hoarse, and the first thing that came to Baneholer's mind was the vicious purr that came out of the wolf's nostrils when he was provoked.

No matter how hard Bainholler could not believe it, he had to believe it now, it was none other than the curse mark that the mage had left on him back then.

Or rather, [Wolf Soul] is more appropriate.

"Do you want to be stronger?" the voice asked again, this time with Bainholler's attention focused, and the voice sounded louder and heavier than the previous one.

"Yes!" Bainholler replied without even thinking a little.

He has nowhere else to go, no parents, no family, it doesn't matter what he becomes, even if he becomes a wolf, it is much stronger than the body of a human child now.

That year, after he was turned into a wolf, there was a consciousness that had been fighting with himself for control of his body. Knowing that this was a trick by the mage to kill his father with his own hands, he began to fight against that consciousness. Later, he gained the upper hand, and at that time the dominance of the body was not ceded.

So much so that when his body was overwhelmed and turned back into a human, he still retained the memory of when he turned into a wolf, and in retrospect, in addition to the hatred of the people in the Slom royal family, it was excitement that he could actually become so strong! Those guards in standard armor, under his sharp claws, were pieces of paper!

Only when you become stronger, can you have the ability to catch prey, can you not be bullied by others, and you will not watch your dearest people being killed by the enemy!

"I think, I think, I'm going to be stronger!" Bainholler's fist clenched, and he repeated it again.

"It's very simple, you can become strong by killing people. You go find someone and kill him, and you can feel yourself getting stronger both during and after the fight, and it's a thrilling experience......" The sinister laugh at the end of the voice dragged on a long note, and Bainholler listened to it with horror.

The laughter finally died away, and Bainholler smiled wryly, his experience was truly extraordinary, he was only how old he was, he had already killed people, although not by virtue of his true strength. He wasn't surprised when he heard the voice say killing, but now it's very difficult to get him to find someone to kill, and it seems that there is only ......

Bain Holler thought of the vague figure that had just stopped under the tree, and killing her should be able to relieve some of the burden on those well-wishers.

"Good!" Bainholler replied loudly, cheering himself up, and then he turned decisively.

It didn't take long for Bainholler's resolve to waver again.

Not to mention that the female assassin had already traveled so far away, it was not possible to find it in a moment. There were a dozen people like her, and by simple inference, and some of his instincts, he was told that the women were not the same thing as the Slom royal guards.

Moreover, Bain Holler can't take the initiative to turn himself into a wolf, and the curse mark doesn't seem to be very reliable!

"Young man, don't hesitate, you have to move forward. The dark voice prompted.

"I'm called sanity!" the werewolf boy retorted dissatisfied.

"Boy, didn't you just say that you want to become stronger?"

"Didn't you say that you can only catch your prey when you become stronger?"

"You don't mean that only when you become stronger can you not be bullied......"

"Shut up!" Beinholler shouted.

The voice ignored it, and continued: "Didn't you say that only when you become stronger can you not watch your dearest people being killed by the enemy?

"Do you really want to watch them die, boy, if you take a step a little longer, you might see their corpses!"

"That's a lot of nonsense......" The werewolf boy buried his head, gritted his teeth, and clenched his fists.

In a small area centered on Bainholler, a slight whirlwind blew up, and small blades of grass were blown up by the wind, and stones slid on the ground, mixed with the peculiar smell of canine saliva.

"That's it!...... Well behaved, brave boy, I can't help but want to lend you strength!" The voice in Bainholler's head rang again.

"Young man, how much power you can borrow from me for the Wolf Soul Mark depends entirely on your own will to fight. But don't let the thrill of killing get carried away! When the time comes, your consciousness will be completely out of control, and your body will not be able to change to what it was!"

The wolf soul summoned from the royal court mage actually taught Bain Holler like a mentor, which really confirmed the old saying that there are no evil spells, only evil mages.

This time, Bainholler felt that the change in himself was becoming more and more obvious, he felt that he could jump dozens of meters in an instant like the female assassin just now, and he felt that with his current strength, he could easily split the trunk of a tree and even cut a stone with a single claw.

A galloping figure flashed through the trees, and when the dust was raised, before it could hit the ground, the figure was already far away.

The moonlight hit the werewolf boy's back, and his face became a dark side, and his own shadow was in front of him.

In his human form, Bainholler's ears turned into wolf pointers, his hands and forearms were gradually covered with fur, forming wolf claws, and his tail vertebrae seemed to be stuffed with something soft but somewhat piercing, which emerged from the gap between the waist of his back pants.

"You have the grace of a human and the wildness and fury of a wolf at the same time—"

The wolf soul mark had awakened completely, scorching the boy's body, blood, and soul, and he was like a volcano on the verge of erupting, and as long as anyone who stood in his way appeared in front of him, he would be molten to ashes by the scorching magma.

"-You're a werewolf!!"

-

There was still a long way to go out of the forest, and what Lanaya had detected through the psionic trap was that the enemy was less than five hundred meters away from her.

Moreover, judging from the vision provided by the psionic trap, the result was very unexpected for Lanaya, the people who came were wearing armor and cloaks that were very similar to Motriti's, could it be that Motriti had the people of the Phantom Veil dispatched?

One Motriti was enough of a headache for them, and there were more than a dozen of them coming over this time, even if they could run out of the forest and have the advantage of vision, there was no chance of survival.

After Ranaya habitually reported the distance of the enemy to the others, Lena's voice rang out in front of her: "I can set this forest on fire and cut off their path!"

"No!" Aiyusa quickly replied.

"No, I suppose, fire might not be of any use to them. The word magic immunity popped into Lanaya's mind, and the burning of the forest not only did not have any effect, but if the spread continued, half of the continent would be over.

"Templar, do you see which of them is Motriti?" Gondor asked.

"It's too far away, and the time to be able to pay attention to them is so short that you can only see vague shadows. Lanaya shook her head, and suddenly thought of something, "Didn't you use [Tracking] on Motriti?"