Secretary of the Devil's Castle

The head wolf's intelligence is not high, and he can't understand the difference between a high-level succubus and an ordinary succubus, but it does not prevent it from being able to detect that the blood concentration of the succubus cub on the top of the boulder is even higher. It was far higher than the succubus that it had seen from afar before, which could easily take the souls of other creatures.

It must consider whether this is its only chance in this life.

So, it won't give up.

But coincidentally, Fatalia did not give up her own life.

The first day has passed.

The Steppenwolves were eating, lacking in energy, and their numbers were not decreasing.

Fatalia hadn't eaten and had plenty of energy.

the next day.

The sun rose, and the already tired Steppenwolves couldn't bear it anymore and wanted to fall down and sleep.

But at this moment, a stone fell to the ground on time.

The group of Steppenwolves had no choice but to climb up again and stare at Fatalia at the top of the boulder, but this time it was much slower than yesterday.

This day was almost a repeat of yesterday, but the reaction from the wolves became less and less as time went on, so Fatalia had no choice but to throw stones directly on their heads.

That night, the Steppenwolves failed to bring back anything, and the wolf who stayed behind let out a grieving grunt, and Fatalia noticed that even at night, the mental state of the Steppenwolves was far worse than before.

The second day passed.

The Steppenwolves did not eat, their energy was severely lacking, and their numbers did not decrease.

Fatalia hadn't eaten and had plenty of energy.

Day three.

The steppen wolves were completely indifferent to the stones thrown by Fatalia, and only those who occasionally hit their heads would make the one that was hit grunt.

But Fatalia has already figured out a solution.

Just as the wolf was half asleep and about to fall asleep, another stone hit it on the head. It hummed twice in dissatisfaction, glanced at the boulder with squinted eyes, and then jumped up shivering.

The succubus cub was hanging halfway up the boulder, as if it was about to escape!

Seeing the Steppenwolves being called up one after another, Fatalia knew that she had achieved her goal, so she climbed up again.

And at night, the alpha wolf led the team out to hunt again, leaving the wolf lying on the ground with a lazy look. Even at the time of the full moon, the tiny devil blood in its body was not enough to support its energy up.

pat!

What was the sound of landing again? Its ears moved a few times, but it didn't pay attention. Anyway, it was something like a stone, right?

And when it noticed something unusual and wanted to push its tired body, a sharp dagger pierced the back of its head.

When the wolf came back with a little erinia in his mouth, he could only smell the smell of blood all over the floor, and the ferocious wolf head stuck on the edge of the top of the boulder.

The third day passed.

The wasteland wolves were seriously lacking in energy after eating, and their staff was reduced by one.

Fatalia eats and has plenty of energy.

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Chapter 6 Under the Rain

The alpha wolf had already sensed it when he smelled the blood, but only when he looked up did he confirm that his wolf pack was down.

After Fatalia painstakingly cut off the wolf's head with a stone knife and placed it beside the boulder, she ate the rest of the wolf, leaving only the bones, internal organs and fur.

The rest should be usable later.

So, the fourth day arrived.

Today's weather doesn't seem to be very good. The sun is mostly covered by the dark clouds in the sky, and a gust of wind blows up from time to time. This time, even if Fatalia hangs on the stone wall, it can only make the wolves below active for a while.

But as she just said, the rest of the wolf is still useful.

A lump of wet object hit the head wolf's side, before it had time to react to how the dropped object landed, the sound of the dropped object was different from before, and the strong smell of blood had rushed into its mind.

"Wooooo!"

The head wolf opened its eyes instantly. It looked at the lump of bloody internal organs on the ground, and let out a low whimper from its throat.

In addition to greed, the wolves looked at Fatalia with a bit of hatred.

At noon that day, Fatalia did not sleep, because the sun did not rise at noon, so Fatalia had to keep throwing stones, internal organs and bones down to ensure that the pack of wolves could not sleep well.

Soon it was night again, and there was not much left of the wolf.

And it was time for the alpha wolf to lead the team to hunt again.

This time it left two wolves behind, probably because it was worried that Fatalia would come down again and kill its fellow wolves.

So the alpha wolf took the three wolves out—but there was no moon tonight, and without the moonlight, they looked very sluggish.

The same goes for the remaining two wolves.

After hesitating again and again, Fatalia still did not choose to jump down to get rid of them, but threw a stone down from time to time to tease them, and then waited and watched.

In the middle of the night, when Fatalia was still throwing stones in boredom, the wolf came back.

Only the alpha wolf returned.

The majestic Steppenwolf's appearance at this time can only be described as miserable. The originally soft hair was in a mess at this time, half of the left ear was missing, and the top of the head was bald. A broken stone spear, and several obvious cuts still oozing blood.

The other wolves who went hunting together were nowhere to be seen.

Obviously, they failed to hunt.

Only the first wolf ran back with its tail between its legs like a stray dog.

The leading wolf whimpered, and the two wolves who were staying behind also came forward to pull out the stone spear stuck on its back, and then licked its fur a few times.

Fatalia knew that her chance had come, but not yet at the perfect time.

Day four is over.

The wasteland wolves did not eat, and their energy was seriously lacking. Three members were lost, and the remaining three were left.

Fatalia didn't eat, and her energy was slightly exhausted.

Day [-].

Today's weather is worse than yesterday's. It's already time for the sun to rise, and the sky is gloomy like midnight. It can't be said that you can't see your fingers, but the visibility is not high. At least Fatalia can barely Identify the positions of the wolves under the boulder.

Although the Steppenwolves with stronger night vision are better than Fatalia in terms of field of vision, Fatalia knows very well that she is the one who has the advantage at this moment. Needing an opportunity, Fatalia can kill this group of Steppenwolves.

got windy.

The wind was mixed with torrential rain.

The dark clouds that had been brewing for a day finally showed their power at this moment. The downpour could no longer describe the celestial phenomenon. Fatalia felt as if a river in the sky turned into a waterfall and fell to the world.

For the first time, the changeable and extreme weather of the Great Wilderness showed the tip of the iceberg of its great power to outsiders.

The thick brontosaurus cut through the darkness, and after a few seconds the rumbling thunder almost overwhelmed the sound of the rain, and at the same time as the thunder flashed, Fatalia also saw clearly the position of the group of Steppenwolves below.

The alpha wolf lay by the stone wall with its eyes closed and rested. It didn't care about the heavy rain washing over it. It was too tired and injured.

The sound of the rainstorm covered some traces, and by the time the wolf heard a whimper, it was too late.

Lightning tore through the darkness again. The wolf who had just stood up saw the succubus cub holding a spear not far in front of him, and was stepping on the corpses of his own people to pull it out. On her face, her white hair sticks to her cheeks, and also washes away the dust all over her body.

Fatalia flicked her spear and looked at the wolf from the side. There was a smear of blackness spreading between the scarlet eyes, like an abyss.

It directly reflects the deepest fear in every creature's heart.

At this time, only one steppen wolf was left beside the alpha wolf.

"Wooooo! Wooo【&

The wolf let out a threatening low growl from its throat, and then howled loudly. It was wrapped in blood and turned into a phantom and rushed towards Fatalia. It was obvious that it had activated the hidden power in its blood. Bloodthirsty rampage.

Fatalia clenched the spear tightly with both hands, swung it sideways, and the handle of the spear was pulled on the wolf's body, forcefully deflecting the direction it was pounced on, causing the wolf to fly out sideways, and then she looked at the wolf again. There was only the remaining wolf, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he rushed towards it.

"Ow!"

"Pfft!"

When the head wolf shook its head and stood up again, the remaining Steppenwolf had already been pierced by Fatalia with a spear from its mouth. If it wasn't for the long enough spear, it might have pierced through a pair. Even so, it looks exactly like a barbecue skewer.

Seeing this, the wolf roared in despair, and rushed towards Fatalia like crazy. Under the influence of its extreme emotions, the bloodthirsty rage was almost beyond the limit, but it was a pity that it was too tired Yes, even the overloaded operating speed is still not enough.

When Fatalia saw the wolf rushing over, she was also a little anxious, because her spear was still stuck in the wolf in front of her and it was too late to pull it out, so she had no choice but to let go of the spear with both hands, and then hit The uppercut landed on the wolf's jaw.

This blow made the wolf head dizzy for a moment, and then Fatalia grabbed the wolf's neck and pushed him to the ground forcefully, but the wolf quickly reacted and held Fatalia back. Ya, and then bit Fatalia with distorted hatred in her ferocious eyes, and Fatalia quickly stuffed her left arm into the mouth of the Steppenwolf.

The alpha wolf bit down what he thought would be a sweet taste of flesh, but in the end it turned out to be a familiar smell of blood and the strange taste of hair.

It was the skin of a Steppenwolf.

Fatalia wrapped it around her left arm in advance, just in case.

At this moment, the offense and defense reversed.

The wolf bit Fatalia's left arm wrapped in the steppen wolf's fur, but Fatalia's right hand could move freely. She took out a sharp stone knife from her waist and stabbed directly into it. Cracked the neck of the wolf.

A large stream of foul-smelling blood spurted out, and the alpha wolf whimpered in pain, letting out all his strength.

Fatalia pinned the wolf to the ground again, then pulled out the stone knife and held it backwards, stabbed the wolf's neck fiercely again, then cut it third and fourth.

Until the wolf underneath completely lost its vitality, until its neck was so full of holes that it was almost impossible to connect the head and body.

Pulling out the stone knife, Fatalia panted violently. The still unceasing rain washed away the blood all over her body, and the rumbling thunder also covered up a bloody fight that took place here.

After resting for a while, Fatalia put the corpse of a wolf on her back and planned to transport it to the top of the boulder. After all, she estimated that she would have to wait here until the end of the rainstorm before leaving, so food was not guaranteed.

When she walked to the edge of the boulder, Fatalia suddenly noticed that she had kicked something different. She was taken aback for a moment, but she looked down and saw that it was a bag. After thinking about it carefully, it seemed that she was being picked up by the Steppenwolf. I've only seen it on the little erinmo.

Fatalia shook the bag lightly, and two gray-black stones fell out of it.

this is……

Fatalia picked it up curiously, stuffed it into her waist, and planned to go back and study it.

After all, although the little erinmo is stupid, she still has a brain, so it should be something useful.

And when Fatalia was struggling to climb the stone wall with the wolf corpse on her back, the system panel she hadn't opened quietly changed.

The call of the abyss stopped flashing, and the temporarily increased value also returned to the original at this moment.

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Chapter 7 After the Rainstorm

The torrential rain still didn't stop, the wind howled, and the thunder from time to time tore through the darkness and brought light to the world.

But in this dark wilderness, unexpectedly, a fire appeared.

On the top of the boulder, Fatalia lit a fire next to the stone wall, and she shrank to the outside position. The stone spear and the broken stone spear she picked up were stuck on the animal skin and hung outside It blocked the wind and rain, and there were three wolf corpses beside him.

Stretching out her hands to feel the heat in front of her, Fatalia felt a little emotional—she didn’t expect that the two small stones turned out to be flints. When they collided and splashed sparks, she was really pleasantly surprised for a long time, so she braved the rain again I ran down and cut some bushes and came up—and fortunately, she cut some grass to make a bed when she went down to kill the wolf that stayed behind last night, otherwise she wouldn't even be able to make a fire to dry the branches.

After enjoying the warmth for a while, the chill after being wet by the rain finally receded from the body, and the trembling body finally calmed down, so Fatalia reached out and pulled one of the wolf corpses over, and took out the stone knife Some jerky skinned and boned, and then the meat was tied on a branch to start roasting.

Although it hasn't been long since she traveled here, she still feels like she hasn't eaten cooked food for a long time.

No, maybe it should be said that she has not eaten cooked food for a long time. In her previous life, she starved to death. In this life, she only encountered fish in the river after three days without food. When she ate it, she found out that it was a worm, and then let the wolf stop her The door was closed, and he tried his best to get out of danger.

And if it wasn't for the fact that she happened to pick up two pieces of flint, then she really couldn't make a fire, let alone barbecue.

Watching the wolf meat gradually take on a golden color under the roasting of the flames, exuding an attractive aroma, a little fat dripped into the fire, causing the flames to leap up from time to time.

Fatalia couldn't help but licked her lips and swallowed the unceasing saliva.

It's a pity that there is no seasoning, let alone cumin pepper pepper, not even a piece of salt.