Chapter 34: The Camp

As the Grand Elder of the Wolf Clan, Kamala has seen the world. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He was a wolf child, a child raised by a pack of wild wolves, and in order to fight for him, it is said that dozens of people from the Wild Wolf Clan died, and among them there was even a powerful Venerable.

He was a natural wolf controller, and when he came to the tribe, he was taught by the most experienced wolf controller in the clan. Whether it's food, women, or exercises, all the clans are at their disposal, and they are all supplied with all their might.

And he lived up to expectations, and it only took him five years to become the most powerful wolf controller in the clan. After another 5 years, he became the number one werewolf controller in the entire Luna God Sect, and even the famous werewolf controller with decades of experience and a reputation for genius had to bow down in front of him. Through continuous practice and attempts, he reproduced several high-level wolf control techniques that only existed in tribal classics, and became a legend in the minds of all wolf herders.

It's not that he hasn't experienced battles, he has led the wolves to fight with the people of the Sect of the Sun, fought with the powerful adventurers who broke into the forest, the wandering warriors, and even fought the powerful and terrifying Inquisitors of the Holy See!

Under his exquisite, arm-and-finger wolf control technique, they were all defeated without exception! Even the inquisitor of the Holy See, who was extremely strong and far superior to him, was forced to exhaust the last drop of blood by him.

Fighting the strong and killing them is of course very rewarding, but what he likes the most is to loot villages.

He doesn't like to send wolves up to kill all the people at once, he likes to let some go, let them run wildly in the forest, run for their lives like crazy, and give them a little hope. Then send some wolves to look for them unhurriedly, follow them, and chase them. Until they are exhausted, until they despair, until they have tasted enough fear, he will snap his fingers and let a wolf come forward and mercifully bite their throats.

Oh, how wonderful it feels! How wonderful it is to run away in fear, to cry out in despair, to beg for mercy to no avail!

But now, everything was turned upside down, and the wolves began to chase him, after his people. Now it's them running, they're in fear, they're in despair!

It's not supposed to be like this, I've already discovered the anomaly!

Why? Why is that? Why are my cries not answered? Why are my orders not being carried out? Why are they turning a blind eye to me!

She's just a child! She hasn't had any professional training! She's not using any secret techniques!

But why did the wolves all listen to her? This is not reasonable at all! Even if she is a wolf child, it is not reasonable to have more rebellious qualifications than him!

If it weren't for the howling of the wolves behind him and the heavy gasps of the wolves running, Grand Elder Kamala would have thought he was dreaming.

But he had no time to be resentful, so he ran away in embarrassment! Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly, he suddenly reacted and remembered his duty!

"Ahh

He shouted frantically.

But there was no response to him, no one followed his orders, everyone was choked by fear, and now they only knew to run away, only to run away where they thought they were safe!

Most of the wolves were guided, running towards the harbor in the distance, towards the tribal camp outside the harbor.

The wood was already in the boat, and there was no way to get it back, and Grand Elder Kamala sighed, and turned back and headed towards the camp.

In the barbaric and primitive camp, there is a circle of earthen walls piled up haphazardly, and behind the earthen walls, the women and children left behind are preparing breakfast, waiting for the elders who went out to "hunt" to return.

The cauldron was erected, the wood was lit, the pot was filled with water, and the looted flour, potatoes, salt, jerky, and salted fish from the ruined harbor were thrown in.

A dirty wooden stick stirred inside, and the contents were stirred into a mush that could not be seen clearly.

Suddenly, a child shouted, "Abba, they're back!

The women, and the children, looked up at the place where the sound was pointing.

In the far forest, a man wrapped in animal skins was running wildly, and behind him, there were packs of wolves!

But why did you run so quickly? Are you so hungry? It doesn't matter, anyway, the food is ready, just for the men who are tired all night, and it's good to prepare quickly, otherwise you will be beaten again.

It's the only thing most women can think of.

Suddenly, the man who was running accidentally tripped and fell to the ground.

In the astonished gaze of everyone, the roaring giant wolf opened its mouth and pounced, and then, there was a tearing, chewing sound, and the man's painful and desperate wail before he died......

This...... What's going on? Why?

Everyone in the camp was stunned by the sight, and of course they had seen wolves eat people, and even wolves chasing and killing their relatives, and then dragging them out of the corners and handing them over to the wolf herders.

But they had never seen wolves attack a wolfherder! Just as a shepherd herds sheep, these wolves are like sheep that can only eat grass in front of them!

Why would the wolves attack them? Could it be another clan?

At this time, more people ran out of the forest and ran towards the camp, and a few of the fast runners had already shaken off the wolves and ran into the camp!

Then, the number of people who ran back became fewer and fewer, and the wolves that appeared in the field of vision became more and more, and slowly, only wolves appeared, and no more people appeared.

Finally, outside the low walls of the camp, there were all dull and roaring wolves, dense and black.

But miraculously, the wolves did not enter the camp, even though the earthen wall was low enough to be easily climbed over with a single jump, they just stood quietly outside the wall, as if waiting for something.

There are not many people who have escaped back, only a dozen of them, a few wolf controllers who are in the back, a few who have been hiding in the back, and there are no novices who have been hiding behind, and there are no novices who have commanded this encirclement and suppression, and who have stayed behind to take care of and protect them!

However, now, the Great Elder's face was very bad, there was no trace of blood, and there was even a faint despair, he leaned against a wooden stake, panting heavily, his eyes were blank, and he muttered indistinctly: "It's over, it's all over......"

The wolves did not stand still for long, and in the curious, worried, and frightened eyes of everyone, a group of four people slowly walked in the forest.

Like parting waves, the wolves moved out of the way of the way where they went.

At last they came to the door of the camp, and one of them, a young man who looked quite young and had an ordinary appearance, said, "Is your leader still there?" I would like to ask a few questions. ”

(To be continued.) )