Tokyo underground city

Chapter 236 Bad Wolf

"Damn Colonel! Damn Katarina! Damn Siegel!"

The evil wolf dragged the carcass of the reindeer and walked panting on the snow, "Leave me alone and leave. There are still more than two months until the end. How should I survive this period of time!"

The black card explorers of the Paris Association threw the remaining mercenaries away from the place and left.

Not leaving the mercenaries where they were and letting them be massacred by Rostov was his last mercy.

But the wolf would rather be left in place by Dreyfus than face the wolves alone in the snowy fields of Siberia.

"Damn it, there's no fire or tent... I have to go back to the stronghold and find some survival supplies that can keep me alive for two months..."

When the military police team attacked, the wolf was lying on the bed catching up on his sleep. When he heard the noise outside, he picked up his pants and rushed out. Then he was thrown out by Dreyfus amidst the sound of bombing at the end of the battle.

If it weren't for his core skill of werewolf transformation, he would have been frozen into popsicles three nights ago in this icy Siberia.

"Damn it, I've had enough raw food."

Dragging the reindeer into the woods, the wolf devoured the reindeer's flesh and blood.

Compared with the human form, the wolf in the werewolf form has greater strength and endurance, and its sense of smell and hearing become the same as that of other werewolves, but it also consumes more food.

In addition, he will be attacked by other mercenaries and explorers, so he wants to keep a low profile as much as possible.

Even traveling in the dead of night.

"It seems that those Slavic guys have left. I don't know how many useful things can be found in the base..."

The wolf cautiously peered at the bastion under the moonlight. The dark low fort looked particularly scary, but he still braved the bullet and climbed into the low wall.

"Is it really blown up?"

He looked at the completely collapsed bunker and sighed, thought for a while, and walked in the direction of the stables - or the direction of the parking lot.

Bad Wolf and the others parked the sleigh here.

But because we ran out of diesel, we just left it here without care.

Now because the spark plug was pulled out, the Slavs threw it here and did not take it away.

Probably wanting to wait until later to recycle it.

But the target of the evil wolf was not the sleigh, but an underground passage he accidentally discovered——

It's not appropriate to call it a secret passage. Strictly speaking, it's just a landslide.

But through this cave-in that was washed away by rain in summer, the wolf could get into the interior of the bunker and see if there was anything useful left inside.

"No...it's really a mess..."

The wolf first returned to the bedroom where he lived, but the female explorer who had been brainwashed by Catalina was already lying lifeless on the ground. Her lower body was pressed under the fallen frozen soil, and there were obvious bullets in her neck. There was a gun hole, and the weapon was still in his hand.

He stared at the door with his eyes wide open, a dead look on his face.

"Bah! Bad luck!"

The evil wolf kicked the female corpse, wiped the half-collapsed corridor, and walked down.

If he remembered correctly, Catalina and the Colonel were hiding something at the end of the corridor. The facility was very secretive. If he hadn't overheard the activation code of the dark room, he would not have been confident that he would be able to enter the secret room.

"Christmas Turkey."

The evil wolf coughed and gave the order, but there was no response from the secret room.

He tried for a long time before he found the correct magic pattern password and entered the opening command.

Looking at the dark green space that appeared in front of him, the evil wolf took a deep breath——

"this is……"

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"I'm going to the front line."

Lin Huai'en drank all the borscht in the bowl, then picked up two large pieces of ribba and sliced ​​them, and rushed out of the canteen.

The Moscow soldiers outside were gathering their troops. The red-card explorer wearing armor and carrying a square shield strode towards the entrance of the fortress.

The wolves have advanced to the edge of this fortress, and the army commander is ready to abandon this place.

But because there was a blockade about five hundred meters behind the fortress, they did not feel anxious.

Just like a replica of the surge in the regular camp dungeon, the explorers of the Moscow Association are also using progressive reduction tactics to deal with the werewolf invaders in Siberia.

But on the vast Siberian plains, this tactic must face a problem——

"The magic power concentration has reached 15.0...be careful of the White Wolf Legion!"

The officer responsible for monitoring the concentration of magic power looked at the magic power monitor in his hand and issued a loud warning.

After hearing his order, Lin Huaien, who was mixed in the crowd, could feel the air among the soldiers visibly sinking.

"What will happen after the magic concentration reaches 15.0?"

The doubts in Lin Huaien's heart were quickly answered.

"Boom——"

It started with a very distant sound of tambourine, coming from the edge of the wolf pack, about 500 meters away from the fortress line.

Lin Huai'en also stood on the low wall of the bastion, watching the movement in the distance.

The gray wolves, as dense as a tide, slowly stood up to the sound of tambourines and made way for the road leading to the middle of the fortress line.

"It's the "White Wolf Army"..."

Lin Huaien heard the soldiers beside him say nervously.

His colleague nodded silently and said nothing.

They clenched the rockets in their hands, with sabers and shields leaning against them. They were obviously explorers skilled in hot and cold weapons.

And as the sound of the tambourine became clearer and clearer, ripples visible to the naked eye were faintly emitted from the air at the end of the wolf pack.

And large numbers of white werewolves walked out of the ripples as if they were teleported to the battlefield.

They are taller than ordinary werewolves. Each of them is like the werewolf leader, more than 2 meters tall, and their body is stronger. With a little effort, they can turn over the low wall of the bastion.

Behind these white wolf guards, there were more white werewolves emerging from the ripples one after another.

There are white wolf knights riding giant wolves, werewolf spear throwers holding short spears, and werewolf priests holding staffs.

Seeing this scene, the fortress officers loudly issued orders, and the communications soldiers also began to call artillery through the radio station to the artillery base in the rear.

The roar of overwhelming rockets kicked off the war, and then the Moscow explorers in heavy armor strode forward, followed closely by supporting infantry holding rifles and rockets, from the walls of the bastion and the mountain peaks. Attack the werewolves from the commanding heights on both sides.

"Exorcist Halo!"

Lin Huai'en heard the auxiliary explorers in the human army collectively stretch out their hands. The next second, a blue halo enveloped them, and the soldiers strode forward and soon began to charge——

"Crush them! The target is the werewolf saint of the White Wolf Legion. Killing her will end the summons of the White Wolf Legion and return the magic concentration to 12.0!"

"Success or death! Soldiers, attack!"

The fortress officer loudly issued the order, which attracted an overwhelming number of "Urah" sounds from the soldiers.

Lin Huai'en followed closely, not daring to get involved. He only dared to watch the heavily armored explorers who were the first to charge collide with the guards of the White Wolf Legion.

The next second, flesh and blood flew everywhere.

The White Wolf Legion, which was continuously baptized by rockets and artillery shells, was rushed by the Slavic soldiers with high morale before they could gain a firm foothold. Their white-haired heads and limbs were flying all over the sky, but on the side of the human soldiers, Also suffered huge losses.

The white wolf knight riding a giant wolf jumped over the top of the human wall, jumped into the formation of soldiers and started killing, and the sword-wielding samurai among the soldiers also came forward.

The battle with the monsters in the dungeon turned into hand-to-hand combat. It was also the bloodiest scene that Lin Huai'en had seen in so many days.

In the center of the ripples, there is a small werewolf riding a giant wolf, with a crown on her head and a cloak made of silk, raising her hands high, and beside her are twelve white wolf priests holding high their staffs and holding their staffs high. The artillery shells and armor-piercing shells falling from the sky were directed to one side.

Every artillery salvo would cause seven or eight werewolf priests to vomit blood and faint and fall down, but behind them, there were more werewolf priests ready.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Lin Huai'en finally understood why a trip to Siberia had such a big impact on Yuan Xiaole.

"Is this a war between monsters and humans...?"

"This is simply a battle between two civilizations!"

Lin Huai'en swung his sword to kill a white wolf knight that rushed towards him. Compared with the ordinary Siberian werewolf, the werewolf knight was about twice as strong, and his muscles were as hard as steel.

But with a magic concentration as high as 15.0, human explorers are also omnipotent like supermen.

"The Thorn of the Thorn Bird!"

Lin Huai'en glanced at his nearly full curse power and activated the long-range skill on Gray Fury.

The flying black lightning drew an arc in the air and penetrated the heads of three white wolf knights before stopping.

And his arrogance also attracted the attention of a white wolf leader. It waved the spear in its hand and charged towards Lin Huai'en.

Ordinary explorers can't even block its piercing blow——

The white wolf leader, who was about three meters tall, rushed to Lin Huai'en. There were at least three people on his spear!

"Beast from another world!"

He heard a soldier beside him raise a rocket launcher, but the RPG that exploded on the werewolf's body tore apart its flesh and blood, but only aroused the other's ferocity.

It brandished its spear and stabbed at the soldiers attacking it.

Lin Huai'en took a step forward and drew the martyr's sword.

The steel sword body and the spear collided.

The former bounced away the latter. Lin Huai'en took a deep breath, surrounded by other soldiers, and bumped towards the white wolf leader!

"Roar!"

The leader of the white wolf swung his spear and smashed it at Lin Huai'en.

The spear struck Lin Huaien's sword and was "led" to the ground. Lin Huaien rushed into the werewolf leader's inner circle with a single arrow and split his collarbone.

The leader of the white wolf, who was aroused with ferocity, let go of his spear and grabbed Lin Huai'en's face.

But he stabbed him with his backhand, piercing his throat.

Looking at the white wolf leader hanging on the martyr's sword, Lin Huai'en wiped the blood on his face and turned to look at the battlefield——

"Ula!"

Suddenly cheers came from a distance.

A knight explorer in heavy armor held up the body of a white wolf girl whose neck was broken in his hands, and beside him, the white wolf priest with eyes full of hatred——

But soon, their heads were heavily stepped on the ground by steel military boots.

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"This way, we won't have to think about the White Wolf Legion's attack for at least a month or so!"

In the fortress cafeteria, Vaskov raised the bottle of wine in his hand high. In the previous battle, he, Brown Bear and Neuro Knife were on the western front, and Lin Wynn was on the eastern front, separated by the entire battlefield.

So Lin Huaien didn't see their fight.

But Ivan activated his life-saving skills and is now waiting for treatment in the hospital. Pavlov also broke an arm. His left hand hung on his neck and he raised the tea vat with his right hand.

Only Vaskov, like a normal person, took a swig of vodka.

"Actually, there is no need for you to rush to the front line with us!"

Vaskov hugged Lin Huaien and said with a mouth full of alcohol.

Lin Huai'en knew that he was not drunk, but he still spoke from the bottom of his heart.

But Lin Huai'en didn't care much.

He took a look at his curse power. After the past few days of fighting, the gray energy in his body had roughly doubled.

All thanks to the battle with werewolves.

Over the past few days, he has gradually figured out the nature of his cursed body——

To put it simply, whether he causes pain to the enemy or takes damage himself, he can increase the curse power of [Scar of Pain].

The more monsters he kills and the more intense the pain before death, the faster the curse's power grows.

The battle between the Moscow Association and the werewolves was a good stage for him.

As long as you avoid the center of the battlefield, you can safely harvest the werewolf's life and curse.

Every time he killed a werewolf, the curse power of [Scar of Pain] could be restored by about 3%. In three days, he killed almost 200 werewolves.

Far less than the number of [Cicada-Eating Ants] killed during the regular camp.

But this is also because the combat effectiveness of a single werewolf far exceeds that of cicada-eating ants, and the impact of the werewolf legion on the Moscow Association is not as endless as when Chang Ying went to the city.

The total number of werewolves that attack the fortress every day is approximately 3,000.

On average, each fortress guard will face 5 to 6 dungeon werewolves, and at least 50% of the werewolves will die directly in the initial bombardment.

Lin Huai'en kills 6 to 70 werewolves a day, which is the result of his active search for fighters.

"Moreover, it is different now from when I was at level 15. At level 15, I only had [Sword Theory] and [Cursed Body]."

"But in addition to [Super Speed], [Enhanced Perception] and [External Brain] also consume magic power and physical strength - especially physical strength. Although my current physical strength has increased to 4.0, in addition to the physical strength crystal and the Martyr's Elder Other than the sword, there is no skill that can make up for the speed of my physical consumption."

"Now that we are fighting with all our strength, almost fifteen minutes is already the limit."

Lin Huai'en was holding Vaskov's neck, thinking about things all the time.

At this moment, he felt his collar was suddenly pulled.

He turned around and saw Tanya standing behind him with her hands behind her back, looking at him with somewhat complicated eyes.

"What's wrong?"

He realized that Tanya had something to say to him and stood up.