Howling wolf?

Han Dongwen felt that his nerves suddenly became tense. He almost reflexively moved away from the corpse wearing the armor of the National Army in front of him, and took a few steps back to hide.

"Haw!"

Several snow foxes rushed out of the woods in front of Han Dongwen, startling him.

Han Dongwen hurriedly got into position, but found that these snow foxes ignored him at all and just rushed back from him in a hurry.

These snow foxes didn't find themselves here to hunt.

They are running away!

And the direction they fled was naturally where the mysterious wolf king was.

Han Dongwen was about to take a few steps forward to take a look, but before he could take a step forward, he heard several loud noises coming from that direction, mixed with shouts.

Could it be that there are others here, even this group of people, who are still fighting with the Wolf King?

Han Dongwen moved forward carefully. As he walked forward, there were already mana fluctuations in the air that could be felt with the skin, and several blue-gray flashes flashed in the sky from time to time.

At least it shows that they are not hunters who entered this place by mistake. I don’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing...

With this thought in mind, Han Dongwen quietly touched the back of a rock and finally saw clearly the faces of the fighting parties.

From a physical point of view, the West Wind Wolf King can hardly be called a wolf.

Its body is much larger than the previous giant bear, and its steel needle-like tail hanging on the ground is as long as a person. It is clearly a kind of spiritual beast among the beasts. The wolf king is not stopping.

As it charged and jumped, white mana wind enveloped it, and its destructive power was probably only stronger than the spells used by humans.

At this moment, five people were surrounding the Wolf King. These people were holding various weapons in their hands, and the clothes they wore were all black armors from the National Military Department. The situation looked very pessimistic. The West Wind Wolf

There were already many wounds on Wang's body that were bleeding, and several of the National Soldiers' group had fallen, leaving only these five people.

What...what are these people doing here?

Han Dongwen was very puzzled.

The borders between the Principality of West Asia and Simeng are at the foot of both sides of Bailan Mountain. Due to the large number of monsters on the mountain, it would be unrealistic to establish a border stronghold here for a long time, so the two countries have reached such a tacit understanding.

Non-governmental organizations like Han Yingzong would not have any big problems if they came in and out of Bailan Mountain, but...

This group of soldiers from the National Military Division stepped out of the border line to the mountains, representing the military power of Simeng crossing the border!

Although the Principality of West Asia is not as serious as Taka, the matter is equally serious.

Han Dongwen frowned. The last time Simeng's military forces crossed the border without permission was in Haizhou. The instigator Zhong Sheng had committed suicide. Why would anyone do it this time?

"Roar!"

While he was thinking about it, the West Wind Wolf King roared to the sky, kicked the ground with its hind hooves, and turned into a ball of almost invisible flash of light that suddenly burst forward!

The soldier of the National Defense Department opposite it obviously didn't react in time. He was still in a daze and felt his abdomen was tight and couldn't breathe. The next second, he was knocked into the air and lost his balance in despair.

what to do?

Han Dongwen was a little confused. After all, these people were still soldiers of Simeng. Although they were causing trouble for him at the moment, whether to lend a helping hand...

He had just stood up on his knees and pulled out the dagger from behind when he suddenly heard someone shouting:

"nail!"

A blue-white light lit up, and several rays of light suddenly shot out from the hands of the four remaining people standing in the southeast, northwest and northwest of the field.

The West Wind Wolf King stopped suddenly after sprinting, and now it was difficult to turn around. These rays of light shot out and pierced the Wolf King's shoulder blades and hind thighs alive. The light faded, leaving behind four chains.

The iron thorns remain in the Wolf King's flesh and blood.

"Roar!"

The West Wind Wolf King howled in pain, and his huge body tried its best to rush on the spot. The chains of the four people were obviously lacking in strength. It only took a few more breaths for the Wolf King to struggle out.

"Omas!"

A soldier from the National Defense Department suddenly shouted: "Now, hurry up!"

The person he was shouting to was the soldier who had just been knocked into the air by the Wolf King and fell to the ground. He was still covered in bruises by the misty wind around the Wolf King in mid-air.

Omas?

Han Dongwen gritted his teeth, which Simeng person would call his mother Omas?

Even if the characters in "Que Yin" are unified, different countries still have different language habits. People in Simeng will not name their children Omas, just like people in the Principality of West Asia will not call their children Wang Dachui!

These people are from the Principality of West Asia!

As if to confirm his guess, the soldier named Omus coughed up a mouthful of blood, struggled to hold up his upper body with his arms, barely kept himself in a kneeling position, lowered his head and clasped his hands on his body.

forward.

"The Lord is above!"

"Omas Young, the godson of Gascon Anderson, prays for your attention and walks the earth for your will to educate all living beings!"

"Seventh, those who hate the Lord God will be punished!"

Omas seemed to be possessed by an evil spirit, shouting feverishly regardless of his bruised body.

As he shouted loudly, the four prongs on the West Wind Wolf King suddenly erupted into a blue-gray flash, and the chain was straightened by an invisible force, locking the Wolf King firmly in place.

What kind of fork is that? At first glance, it is the candle scissors of the Church of the Principality of West Asia!

"Sixth, those who believe in God will be blessed!"

Omas shouted fervently, and his hands and the skin on his cheeks began to gradually glow and smoke.

"boom!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud noise from the Wolf King's right hind leg, and the blue-gray brilliance had condensed into the shape of a candle scissor and penetrated its entire right hind leg.

"fifth!"

Omus raised his hands high, and the skin of his arms seemed to be put into an oven. As the smoke rose, it gradually burned and turned into falling ash clouds.

"It can't happen in this world..."

Only halfway through what he said, his whole body suddenly froze and froze on the spot.

"Omas?"

The few people who were struggling to hold on couldn't hear the second half of the sentence, so they turned around and shouted eagerly.

However, what caught their eyes was a figure descending from the sky and nailing the dagger firmly into Omas's Heavenly Spirit Cap.

"who!"

Han Dongwen had a sullen face, stepped on Omas's back and pulled out the dagger. His whole figure twisted, and he emitted a burst of blue-gray light and disappeared on the spot.

His other dagger remained in place. Han Dongwen could still do this trick of appearing and disappearing two or three times.

The remaining people were obviously very familiar with this light, and they shouted: "Prayer beacon? Damn it! Who betrayed us!"

While they were panicking, the light knife on the West Wind Wolf King's leg had cracked like glass. It roared angrily, and a dazzling white ball of light condensed in front of its bloody mouth like a whirlwind.

The form of spell is probably the most primitive.

But the power of spells is only related to mana.

The remaining four people tried to escape in a hurry, but it was too late. The West Wind Wolf King stepped on his front paws and roared violently!

A white beam of light composed of pure mana suddenly lit up and engulfed them immediately, leaving only one soldier who had just brushed past the beam of light - the fake soldier, who continued to flee in a panic.

"Luoyan."
Chapter completed!