Seeing the familiar scene, Sherlock ran to Lupine's side while carrying Kodek, who was still sleeping.
"Nalono, it seems that you have lost this game. According to the agreement, let us leave." Lu Ping acted very calmly at this moment, and he was indeed getting more nervous. He was a werewolf himself, so he naturally knew what he wanted the other party to do.
Keeping an agreement is not a simple matter.
But maybe the werewolf leader was really old, or maybe it was for Lupine's sake, Nalono hesitated for a long time, and finally said: "Since you won, the prey will naturally be at your disposal, but Lu
Ping, don’t you really think about it?”
Naturally, he was considering becoming the new tribal leader. Sherlock always felt that the relationship between the two was not that simple.
"I still hope to be able to pursue my own... be careful." Lu Ping suddenly shouted loudly before he finished speaking.
But this reminder was a little late after all.
A silver dagger shrouded in black light had pierced Nalono's heart. Under the spell, her body functions were instantly destroyed.
The owner of the dagger is a male werewolf behind him.
"Fenrir, why?" the dying female werewolf asked in disbelief. The other woman once admired her so much and was even willing to sacrifice her life for her. How could it happen now...
"Isn't the destiny of a lycanthrope to kill and be killed? If you want to give a reason." Fenrir paused, then showed a crazy expression, "Then just as you said, you
Already old, the old man has forgotten the divine will of He Ni (Mara's name in the Supreme Forest area), and he is so old that he wants this freak to inherit the position of leader. I, Fenrir Greyback, don't
The werewolf tribe will be turned into a slaveholding place for humans, and I will lead the tribe to rule the entire eastern part of the Supreme Forest again."
Hey, after hearing this, Sherlock probably already understood what happened, but such a bloody plot really didn't have any explosive points. He also wanted to say one more thing, about ruling the eastern part of the Supreme Forest, have you asked Tulang (Shu)
leader of the human race)?
But soon, he was no longer in the mood to watch the show and complain.
"Kill them." Fenrir laughed wildly. Most of the werewolves around him were at a loss what to do, and only a small number rushed forward.
But even with this small portion, there are more than fifty.
"Sherlock, I'll be responsible for covering. You can run as far as you can with Kodek." Lupine turned around and said, before turning into a complete werewolf form.
Sherlock didn't ask you what to do. The other person was obviously ready to sacrifice when he said this.
In fact, at this moment, he really wanted to say that he was asked to cover. After all, he is a player, and it doesn't matter if he dies. And Lupine, as a very important NPC and a good friend of Newt, doesn't want him to die like this.
Already.
It's just that among these werewolves whose attributes are all question marks, the weakest one can probably catch him in a second, and he doesn't have the qualifications to cover even if he wants to.
Fortunately, the strength of Lupine in his full form was obviously much stronger than those around him. The werewolves that rushed towards him were knocked away one by one, and he just led Sherlock out of a way to escape.
"A bunch of trash." Seeing the battle below, Fenrir finally couldn't help but take action. He chased after him with a few strides and knocked Lupine away with just one punch.
"Lupin, you are still as useless as you were when you were a child. Only trash like you can beg for mercy from humans, and trash should not survive in this world of the jungle."
At this moment, surrounded by a group of werewolves, Sherlock had given up all hope of escaping. Without Lupine's cover and rearguard, he could not escape the other party's pursuit.
"Fenrir, human beings are not all as dirty as you said. My friends and I traveled around Faerun and saw more of love and beauty. The happiness brought by these two things will never be bloody.
The killings can't be compared." Lu Ping covered his chest, but still said confidently.
Obviously, it was impossible to convince these werewolves with just words. Fenrir showed a cruel smile and said disdainfully: "You actually talked about love and beauty with a lycanthrope, haha, hahaha——"
"Even if you don't approve of me, why do you have to kill Nalono? The abyss on that dagger, are you going with those demons?" The sadness hidden in Lupine's words, even for Sherlock
Anyone who is selfish can hear this.
Obviously, Nalono is more than just a transformer and tribal leader to Lupine.
"Oh, you discovered it, but I have no interest in explaining to the dead." Fenrir flicked his hand, and four silver bone claws popped out from the back of his hand, and he walked over slowly.
"Ouch——"
Just when Sherlock thought he was doomed, a loud bird song suddenly came over, and when he looked up, he saw a figure plummeting from the sky.
With a bang, the wind and dust dissipated, revealing a silver-haired woman. Judging from her slightly embarrassed appearance, it seemed that she had just gone through a big battle.
"Lupin, I should not be late, and you, Druid, we meet again."
"Lord Dove, you came just in time."
"Lord Dove." The hearty laughter and the heroic face are still unforgettable to Sherlock. It seems that Illyrian really didn't mean what he said. The two sides met again, but he didn't know if the sloppy moon elf was here.
"At such a young age, what should I learn from them? Just call me Dove." This female ranger obviously didn't pay attention to the werewolves around her, and she was still confused about the issue of calling her. Then she turned back and said seriously.
"Werewolf, I have no intention of causing more killings, but I will not be afraid of any provocation."
After hearing Dove's warning, the frantic Fenrir had to calm down and think about this problem.
The chosen one of Mystra, one of the Seven Sisters of the North, the legendary ranger, the name Risero of the Blade is known even to the werewolves living in the High Forest.
But why did Dove appear here? According to the plan, even if those demon-born sun elves couldn't kill her, they shouldn't have let them rush over to support her, or...
"It seems that you are determined to stop us." Dove put her hands on the scimitar at her waist and said sternly again.
Seeing the aggressive tone and fearless eyes of the other party, Fenrir finally chose to compromise and led others to get out of the way. He did not dare to risk his own life.
"Walk!"
Sherlock followed Dove and slowly walked out of the werewolf tribe, then mounted his Thestral and flew with the Thunderbird.
"Go back to Redwood Town..." Flying into the air, Dove closed her eyes as soon as she uttered these words and fainted on the back of Thunderbird.
