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Wang Yang waited, the Great Werewolf stayed vigilant, and so, both sides continued until late at night.

Wang Yang didn't mind; he was just observing. Anyway, the Great Werewolf didn't know where he was. Moreover, as night fell, the Great Werewolf feared an ambush outside and dared not venture out to scout.

As a result, the Great Werewolf, in a state of high alert, gradually began to deteriorate.

After reaching its peak for a period, its spirit inevitably began to decline. Especially those who were injured; they couldn't hold on any longer and could only find ways to heal their wounds.

The High Priest, who had been guarding the surroundings, also began to feel worse and worse because his injuries had not been resolved.

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Many Great Werewolves even suspected that those who attacked them might not come back.

However, war would still come. When Wang Yang felt his dead Shadow Assassins recover, the corners of his mouth curled up. "Then, round two begins."

A large number of Shadow Assassins were summoned again. With Wang Yang's order, these Shadow Assassins used the cover of the night to sneak back into the Great Werewolf's camp.

At this time, the Great Werewolves were not in good spirits, each one very tired.

The Great Werewolves' special squad carried powerful weapons. When these people were combined, they could pose a threat to beginner professionals. However, these guys were not flexible enough, so they were not much of a threat to the Shadow Assassins.

Therefore, Wang Yang temporarily spared these elites among the Great Werewolves.

Some Shadow Assassins came to the center of the camp, where the High Priest and the few surviving beginner Great Werewolves were.

After thinking about it, he gave up attacking the High Priest. "Let's keep this guy around. After all, he is the backbone of the Great Werewolves. If this guy dies, it will be troublesome if the Great Werewolves run around."

Wang Yang was most worried about them concentrating together. Anyway, his Shadow Assassins were not afraid of death; they could just kill them one by one.

But once these guys started to scatter and run, Wang Yang would have no way to deal with it because the range of activity of the Shadow Assassins was limited by himself.

Once these guys ran around, the number he could kill would definitely be limited.

You must know that there are tens of thousands of them. If they all run out, the trouble they cause will definitely be significant.

Wang Yang first chose the ordinary Great Werewolves around, of course, those who were adults and had combat power but had not reached the beginner level and were not considered elites and could not use special weapons.

The battle began, the shadows erupted again, and several injured beginner Great Werewolves, after such a long period of vigilance, were not in good spirits. As a result, the Shadow Assassins had a chance.

The slower-reacting Great Werewolves, under the attack of the Shadow Assassins, could not even passively resist. They could only be killed, and then the fighting spirit in their bodies would explode uncontrollably, taking the enemy down with them.

Not many Shadow Assassins were lost, but now only the High Priest was left among the beginner Great Werewolves.

Without other strongmen, the Great Werewolves instantly only had one voice left. The High Priest carefully looked around, the stone ball in his hand emitting a dangerous light, ready to attack anyone who attacked him.

But what they didn't expect was that this time, no one attacked the High Priest.

Outside, screams rang out, and the High Priest's face suddenly changed: "Damn humans, follow me."

The High Priest walked outside, but the surrounding guards nervously surrounded the High Priest, not allowing him to go out casually.

"No, it's too dangerous outside. We absolutely can't go out now."

"If I don't go out, the clansmen will be killed by the humans. Then we will be even more dangerous. Get out of my way."

The High Priest spoke, and although the others were unwilling, they could only make way. However, everyone only made way for walking, still surrounding the High Priest tightly.

In their understanding, as long as they surrounded him like this, no matter what monster it was, it would have to step over their corpses to hurt the High Priest.

In this regard, they were far inferior to the Tiger-Headed Men. The Tiger-Headed Men saw the essence of the Shadow Assassins at the first moment.

But these Great Werewolves have not yet discovered what the Shadow Assassins are. Even the High Priest only thought it was a kind of artificial weapon that was good at hiding.

Since it was an artificial weapon, it must have a physical body. The High Priest didn't think about other aspects at all.

When they came out, everyone's eyes turned red. There was fighting everywhere, and the camp was already in chaos.

From time to time, a shadow would emerge, kill a person, and then the shadow would disappear and continue to the next place. Many Great Werewolves desperately attacked the surroundings, randomly attacking everyone who approached them.

They didn't even spare their own people. In the end, many Great Werewolves' eyes turned red from fighting.

In the chaotic camp, the Shadow Assassins continued to attack, causing the Great Werewolves' damage to become more and more serious.

"Everyone listen to me, form small teams back-to-back, and don't attack your own people."

As the High Priest spoke, some Great Werewolves instinctively approached and formed teams, but more Great Werewolves were still frantically attacking everything around them. At this time, they could no longer hear anything.

Seeing these crazy people, the High Priest helplessly shook his head. He knew he couldn't control it.

On the other side, Wang Yang was also depressed. "Don't attack each other, you are killing yourselves, what am I going to do?"

There was no way. Only those who died in Wang Yang's hands could have their energy absorbed by Wang Yang. If they died by themselves, there would be no way. His Shadow Assassins only numbered four hundred in total, and that didn't even count those who were constantly dying.

Under this kind of battlefield, it was not easy to kill all the enemies with these four hundred Shadow Assassins. It seemed that he could only seize the time to kill now.

"Kill those who are teaming up first. Since they want chaos, then let them be even more chaotic."

Wang Yang narrowed his eyes. Compared to killing a few more himself, it was more appropriate to let them collapse as soon as possible.

Because if the Great Werewolves died for too long, the vitality in their bodies would dissipate, and at that time, he would not be able to absorb anything. So, save some time, end the battle as soon as possible, and let himself get closer.

When Wang Yang released the restrictions, the Shadow Assassins assassinated even more frantically. Originally, the Shadow Assassins would not touch the Great Werewolf elite team, but now, it was a matter of whoever was closest to them, kill them first.