The roads in the black forest are easier to walk than on the ice fields, the snow is not as heavy, the wind is not as strong, and there is no more snow on the ground to bury your legs. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the forest was surprisingly large, so big that it seemed to have no end. The group walked and stopped in this strange forest with only branches and no leaves, and the ground was paved with stone slabs, and kept moving forward.

Redhart felt that the days were extraordinarily long, and the sun was hidden far behind the thick clouds, illuminating the road but not bringing warmth to the people. And the night here is surprisingly short, as if it is just a matter of closing the eyes, opening them, and passing. Redhart swears it's not that he's too tired and feels he has little time to rest, it's what he really feels.

Suddenly, there was a burst of crazy cheers in the front team, some of the wolf herders in front were yelling, some were in tears, some were kneeling and kowtowing, some were beating their chests, some were hammering the ground, and some seemed to be uncontrollable, and they were full of energy, knocking the snow from the trees on the side of the road all over the ground.

Redhart looked in the direction they shouted, and instead of the same black forest, a black hill loomed ahead.

Then the speed of the march of the team increased all of a sudden, and in addition to basically maintaining the appearance of a group, each of the wolf herders began to run wildly, towards the black hill.

After a frantic run all the way, everyone came to the foot of the mountain, and of course, Redhart was carried here by a strong werewolf herder.

Standing firmly on the ground, Redhart began to look at the black mountain in front of him, it was not too tall and steep, it was in the shape of a long strip, and it looked very strange, like a giant wolf lying on its stomach. And the black iron chains that stretched out from the forest and were as thick as houses were inserted straight into the mountain. It looks like a giant wolf chained to it.

Redhart didn't know who had carved the mountain into the shape of a wolf, or who had built the amazing chains. All he saw was the werewolves who fell to their knees, bowing down to the black mountain, cheering, crying, and excited.

Finally calmed down, and everyone began to walk towards the foot of the mountain again.

And at the foot of the mountain, there is a faint fire, and a humble camp, and the people in the camp who are wary of the outside.

Immediately, two people in the team went up to talk. Hearing their conversation, Redhart realized that this was another werewolf herder who had arrived not long ago, and it didn't seem to be the same faction as his side, and the other party hadn't even opened the camp door.

But there was no clash between the two sides, and everyone left this side and went to another place at the foot of the mountain to start building a simple camp. In the past, it was just a simple camping to rest on the road, but this time, there is no doubt that I am preparing to stay for a long time, the camp is built meticulously, and the camp tent fence is readily available.

That's a good thing for Redhardt, at least he can get some rest and warm his legs, which are already numb from the cold.

As the days passed, more and more wolf shepherds came to the foot of the mountain, and large and small camps surrounded the bottom of the mountain, and they were faintly divided into two factions.

The wolf herders in the camp all seemed very calm, most of them were practicing martial arts in the tents or in the forest, and only a few would go out to hunt and bring back fat, white giant bears with the wolves.

Finally, the blizzard stopped, and the thick clouds slowly dissipated, revealing a sky full of stars and a full white moon.

The light of the full moon fell on the dark forest, on the black mountains, at the foot of the mountains, in the camps.

A wolf howl broke the silence of ......the night.

"Whew......" Countless wolf howls rang out.

One by one, the wolf wranglers opened their eyes, lifted the curtain of the tent, and walked out.

Their expressions were unprecedentedly solemn and solemn. Everyone seemed to be full of strength, and the internal qi visible to the naked eye flowed around them, condensing an astonishing momentum.

They strolled forward, gathered together in silence, gathered again, and walked out of the camp in silence.

Beside them were fierce wolves, with shiny fur, smooth muscles, exposed fangs, and glittering eyes.

One by one, the teams walked out of the camps and gathered in front of the black, wolf-shaped mountains, the huge peaks that looked like wolf heads.

Then an old voice sounded in the boundless night, echoing in the silence of the mountain forest:

"Two hundred years, two hundred years, two hundred years of growth, two hundred years of waiting, two hundred years of grinding and watching, we are here again! We are here again! We are here again! Our God, our faith, our fathers, our father! We are here with Him. Let us chant His name!

"Fenrir!" "Fenrir!" "Fenrir!" "......

Countless werewolves roared.

"Today, whether it is a day by day or a moon worshipper, whether it is the descendants of Skull or the children of Hatti, all of us wolf shepherds are gathered here, we have put aside our hatred for each other, and we have gathered before Him through countless hardships and hardships. We are here not for anything else, but for sacrifice! Today, and now, we are going to perform the greatest sacrifice! Our Fenrir Sacrifice!"

"Fenrir's Sacrifice!" "Fenrir's Sacrifice!" "Fenrir's Sacrifice!" ......

Countless werewolves roared again.

"Our God, our beloved fathers, has been asleep for millennia, sealed away for millennia. In a thousand years, He has lost too much, whether it is divine power, or blood, whether it is power, or freedom, He has lost it all. He could only lie quietly here, in this isolated place, like a huge stone, a huge mountain. No one knows His former glory, His mission, His pride, His might. ”

"But we have not forgotten! Only we will never forget! He is the wolf of doom! He is the wolf of destruction! He is the wolf that devours the gods! He is the wolf that devours the sun and the moon! He is the strongest, invincible, supreme wolf! He is our ancestors! He is also our future!"

"We will perform this sacrifice! with our flesh, with our blood, with our hearts, with our souls! to water Him, to nourish Him, to break this chains, to break this seal, to awaken His slumber!"

"Go, go, vent, fight, spill our blood, awaken our souls, give everything we have, sacrifice our gods!"

Countless wolf shepherds roared wildly, like a turbulent torrent, submerging into the black wolf-shaped mountain range.

(To be continued.) )