The fog was getting thicker, and visibility was less than five feet away.

Everyone held their breath and listened intently to the sounds that might come from the fog.

Orlando, who has lost his "Fairy Heart", can no longer communicate with the elements, but he can still sense their disgust and fear from the natural elements around him, and this disgust and fear is not entirely aimed at the disgusting smell that comes from him.

Near them, there was something similar to the smell of his body.

A few scattered rustling sounds began to appear in the mist, followed by a few unbridled low wolf roars.

These bloodthirsty beasts seem to be holding down something.

The low roar of the beast was getting closer, and everyone could already see their scarlet, bloodthirsty eyes and salivating mouths through the thick white mist.

Immediately after, a high-pitched wolf howl came from a distance, and the wolves, which had become agitated, suddenly attacked.

More than a dozen vicious wolves sprang out of the mist and pounced on the nearest person.

One of the wolves leaped high and pounced head-on on Orlando.

At such a close distance, Orlando had already discovered the evil wolf that pounced on him, but the aura on this evil wolf had a vague strange smell, which made Orlando's reaction a little hesitant.

Although the smell of the wolf was very light and faint, this smell made Orlando feel a little familiar.

With the attack of the wolf, this faint feeling also disappeared.

Although Orlando's strength has fallen from a high-level martial artist to a mid-level and high-level martial artist, it is still very easy to deal with these evil wolves.

Just when the wolf was about to pounce on Orlando, this nimble jungle ranger just dodged sideways with a simple and swift side, and easily avoided the wolf's pounce, and the moment the fierce wolf passed by Orlando, the bloodthirsty red light in the wolf's eyes also reflected in Orlando's eyes.

At this moment, Orlando felt a palpitation.

However, this palpitation did not affect Orlando's next move.

I saw that Orlando quickly changed his left hand to hold the bow, and his right hand quickly pierced the arrow on the bow into the wolf's neck, with the wolf's momentum, Orlando took advantage of the situation, and the arrow that pierced the wolf's neck was pulled back, and a puff of blackened blood splashed out.

The wolf did not get up after he fell to the ground, but twitched on the ground in pain, and a low roar came from the pierced throat, like a rag bag blown by the wind, and the sound was strange and terrifying.

The situation is not to be thought about, Orlando's body does not stop, and once again he quickly shoots arrows with a bow, and the bloody arrows shoot out quickly with a sharp sound of breaking the sky, and instantly shoot through the head of another vicious wolf that pounces up, and the arrows that come out of the skull are deeply rooted in the trunk of a tree not far away, and the straight arrow shaft makes a buzzing and trembling sound under the action of force.

The battle continued, but in front of this group of warriors with good strength, more than a dozen vicious wolves who had just pounced from the white fog, and only one of them looked at each other, and there were already seven or eight vicious wolves that were quickly and neatly killed by a few people.

The attack of the wolves was ineffective, and with another high-pitched wolf howl in the distance, the wolves who were lucky enough to be alive did not stop at all, and after dropping seven or eight wolf corpses, they disappeared into the white mist in an instant.

The whole battle lasted only about a dozen breaths, and the wolves came and went quickly, and the timing of the attack was very strange, which was very inconsistent with their beastly characteristics, as if they were testing something.

After the wolves retreated, the fog began to fade and dissipate.

At this time, Lance's face was full of doubt, and at the moment when the wolves attacked, he felt a trace of his familiar aura appear in the mist.

"What's wrong?"

Icke wiped the bloody sword clean and inserted it back into its scabbard, noticing the strangeness on Lance's face as he passed by, and then stopped and asked in a whisper.

"Ike, from the moment we entered the forest, I felt a sense of unease in my heart, as if I had been watched, and just as the wolves attacked, that familiar feeling returned, although only for a moment, but I could perceive it very clearly. And ......"

Lance paused at this point, raised the bloody long sword, rested the blade lightly on the bracer of his left arm, and continued to Ike, who was a little puzzled, "And the sword of Sohana had some visions just now. ”

When talking about the vision, Lance glanced left and right, and when he saw that the rest of the people were gathered around Orlando and did not notice them, he continued to say to Ike: "Candita said that the sword of Sohana is connected to my life, and many doubts in my heart will be answered by the appearance of this sword's vision. ”

Ike said thoughtfully, "You mean ...... prophecy?"

"Shh......h

Lance hurriedly interrupted Icke with a boo, and the two looked at each other understandingly, ending the conversation.

......

The sudden attack and retreat of the wolves did not have any effect on this team, but the abnormal behavior of the wolves made the members of this team feel a trace of worry.

Orlando put away his bow and stood with Teklin in front of a vicious wolf, badly wounded but not yet dead.

The wolf's pupils had begun to dilate, but even so, it bared its teeth and roared at Orlando, and as the blood flowed, the wolf's voice grew weaker and weaker, and its body twitched from the severe injury.

Looking at the wolf in pain, the kind-hearted Orlando showed a trace of unbearability, he drew the short sword at his waist, and quickly and neatly slashed at the wolf's neck, giving it a painful pleasure.

Orlando wiped the blood from the dagger and said to Teklin, "I can feel the same dark power from them as in the sealing formation, and it is very likely that these wolves have been eroded and controlled by that dark power. ”

Tekrin thought for a moment, then put the tomahawk behind his back, crouched down and dipped his fingers in some of the uncoagulated blood from the wound of the wolf corpse, and sniffed it under the tip of his nose.

"This group of wolves no longer has the breath of the jungle, and their behavior is very abnormal, let's not talk about this, you take a look here......"

Teklin frowned, pointed to a large pool of blood that had begun to emit a foul smell from under the wolf's corpse, glanced at the crowd gathered and said, "Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the blood of a newly dead wolf to become foul and black so quickly, Orlando, what kind of trouble are you in trouble?"