The cold wind whizzed over, and there were countless pairs of dark green eyes around them.

It's a wolf, it's a pack of wolves!

Even if they have so many people to fear.

Athotheus was not afraid at all. He pulled the boar back and looked there. He saw green eyes everywhere. He grinned and turned his head again.

"Ow --"

in front of him, there was a large group of wolves coming slowly, and the dark green eyes made people cold.

Athotes looked at them, raised his face slightly, looked at a group of wolves in front of him and said, "it's OK. The meat is very fat. My baby should like it."

"Ouch!"

A group of wolves pounced on them together, and arthos released his hand and touched his machete.

There was a flash of blood.

Zorro, although they have shields and swords, they have never dealt with such a difficult animal. If they kill one, there will be ten to make up for it.

"Pa -"

a bright red wolf blood fell on ahsotes's face, the smell of blood spread on the tip of his nose, and his feet were full of wolf bodies.

Athos raised his hand, wiped a handful of wolf blood, picked up the knife and started the next round of fighting.

He found this place before he met the dragon. This is the wolf cave.

Wolves are easily attracted by blood. Killing one will lead to many. So when he found out, he didn't immediately start, but led them to run away. He thought that if he killed them elsewhere, he didn't have to recruit all the wolves. However, even though he was led to encounter something more frightening...

he didn't know how long he had been fighting, and athotes finally felt tired, He held the machete tightly, and his eyes were dyed red.

Zorro was exhausted compared to the "a little tired" of athotheus.

"Ah! release! Release me - "

" help me, help me

Some people in the Dragon killing team have been bitten. They howl endlessly there, but no one can help them no matter how they howl, because everyone is... Too busy.

Killing, killing, ahotheus also felt a little hard.

The wolves did not decrease because of the fighting, but more and more wolves howled all over the mountains and fields.

Athotheus closed his eyes, and he watched the fierce wolves bite their teeth gently, and then his movements were fiercer.

He has to go back.

He can't die here.

He can't die here without knowing it.

The wolf pack became more and more restless, which made azotes restless.

He felt that he was going to lose his grip.

Zorro's condition is more serious than that of ahsoth, and some of them have even been bitten out of their bones.

At this time, endless despair enveloped them, and they cried and scolded while fighting:

"it's all aosotes! Blame this trash! If it wasn't for him, how could we have met wolves! I can't die. I can't die. Wuwuwuwu, I have to kill many dragons. I want to be a duke. I want to marry a princess. I...

"when I go out, I will kill ahsotes as Jackie Chan, and chop him into small pieces and pieces of corpses!"

Just as they cursed and cried in despair, a voice that made them more desperate came from the sky. The voice was cold and ethereal, with a bit of ridicule:

"I don't think you have this chance. You can't kill the wolf, do you want to kill the Dragon?"