Frank was not at odds with Pantheon, and his conversation with Jackson was also very meaningful.
The two of them did not follow Ai Xi, but walked across the hinterland and passed through the large bushes.
Pan Sen, who was stunned, did not dare to act rashly. He thought Frank was joking with him, and maybe he was peeking at him from a hidden place at this time. He was so unbearable that he broke into a cold sweat and prayed to all eighteen generations of his ancestors.
The funny thing is that Frank had already taken Jackson to find his contact person, and Panson's actions were clearly seen by many werewolves hiding in the entrance of the cave.
The werewolves waiting here did not expect that the plot would deviate from their plan.
"Chief, what should we do now? Why don't we go out and catch that kid and replace him with someone from the academy?"
Warwick walked back and forth at the entrance of the cave, suddenly stopped, and said: "No, that guy looks like a seller who is seeking glory and is greedy for life and death. I guess he is not a bargaining chip at all in the academy."
The werewolves were all deep in thought. What Warwick said made sense. With Panson's aggressiveness just now, even the little werewolf couldn't help but rush out and beat him up.
"In this case, you guys wait for me here while I go to the front to take a look. Remember not to act rashly without my order. Ours is not here to make a revolution." Warwick arranged for everyone, without explaining where he planned to go.
Disappeared quietly at the entrance of the cave.
Warwick's footsteps inadvertently made a sound at the entrance of the cave. He originally thought that Panson would turn around to check, but he didn't expect Panson to lean on the ground limply and beg for mercy: "Frank, go around for a while"...
"Oh, this guy is such a bear bag." Warwick said with mixed feelings, and chased in the direction of Ashe. With a jump, Warwick turned into a red eye with red light in mid-air.
The wolf, vigorous and swift, shuttles through the rockery forest.
The progress of the werewolf leader Warwick is obvious to all on the Giant's Peak. The continuous war has almost plunged the entire wolf clan into the crisis of destruction. Every wolf apostle is eager to find a leader who can lead the group to rise.
When many werewolves were immersed in the scene of a full moon and autumn songs, Pan Sen nodded and bowed to beg for mercy, but brought them back to the biting reality.
"This kid, why don't you leave? Is he mentally ill?"
"I think so."
"Keep your voices down, don't attract the attention of the spirits."
"What are you afraid of? Isn't it just that kid? Look at how afraid of death he is."
"Are you... afraid of me? Our task now is..."
While the werewolves were muttering, they heard Pansen shouting in terror outside. Then the werewolves smelled a powerful familiar smell, which was so powerful that they had never felt it in Surimar.
The power of!
Every werewolf was surprised and arrogant, with a nervous mood underneath their happy faces. They worshiped the aura of oppression under tremendous pressure.
Pan Sen also felt the pressure from all directions. He felt uncomfortable and panicked, and the frequency of his begging for mercy almost reached the limit of his words.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me." Pan Sen shouted, feeling the pressure around him suddenly concentrated on the back of his head.
Pan Sen is not one to sit still and wait for death. After such a long time, his physical strength has recovered a lot. Jackson's departure has made Pan Sen break the energy blockade on his body. The increasing pressure is like a small hammer.
The back of his head.
After begging for mercy several times, Pan Sen cursed angrily, turned around with all his strength, and thrust his spear backward from under his feet.
The rapid change of face dazzled the peeping werewolves. Unexpectedly, Panson had such a retaliate, and the speed was beyond the reaction of the werewolves.
A look of success appeared at the corner of Pan Sen's mouth, and the spear in his hand thrust out without any hindrance. The feeling after winning the bid made him feel happy, and he smashed the holy shield with his left hand with a roar.
Peng...
Such a dull voice was just as Pantheon expected. Frank, who wanted to harm him at this time, had already been beaten into a puddle of mud.
"Haha, I didn't expect that you would have this day too." Pan Sen turned around completely in a self-righteous manner and struck melee blows one after another. Moreover, when the opponent was unprepared, Pan Sen smiled contemptuously, and his expression froze in an instant, and his eyes narrowed.
Almost fell out.
Boom, the holy shield and the spear fell to the ground in an unprepared moment. The scene in front of him left him speechless, and he stared blankly at the smiling, familiar face of Zia Ran.
The visitor stood in front of Pan Sen like a ghost, with a trademark smile, a trademark appearance, strong and handsome facial features, and sharp eyes.
Pan Sen rubbed his eyes in disbelief. When he realized it was not Frank, he immediately pinched the visitor's face with concern. It was flesh and blood, real and strong!
"You're not dead?" Panson suddenly roared, mostly filled with unspeakable joy. His original intention was to kill Frank, but he had no intention of dealing with the man in front of him.
"You just died, I am alive and well." The visitor's tone was relaxed and his expression was peaceful.
Pan Sen's eyes widened and he reached out again in disbelief.
"You still want to pinch me?"
"Ah, stop pinching. It's strange, I clearly hit you just now, how could you not die?" Pan Sen suddenly realized that he had said something wrong and immediately changed his words: "Brother Wang Man, don't get me wrong, you are not injured.
Bar?"
"Injured? How is that possible? You were just scratching an itch; how could you hurt me, haha."
"What? Tickling? Brother, where does it hurt? Tell me, I didn't mean it." Pan Sen came up and touched Wang Man's forehead.
"Get out of here, I don't feel any pain." Wang Man reluctantly pushed Pan Sen away.
Pan Sen weighs more than 180 kilograms, but with this strength, Wang Man will be fine!
Pan Sendeng was confused. Was he delusional or was he incompetent? A fourth-level melee knight almost took a potential blow just to save his life. Who else could stand in front of him unharmed? No, it must be this kid.
Strength has increased!
"Brother, stop making trouble. I know you are very resistant and I am no match for you. As for what happened last time, brother, I was forced. You have to forgive me."
Wang Man saw Pan Sen suddenly burst into tears and soft-heartedly replied: "It's not your fault for what happened last time."
Pan Senshun held his nose, raised his head suddenly, and asked, "Really?"
"Really, what am I doing to harm you? I saved Evelin in the past; you just need to tell me where Jace is."
Pan Sen hesitated, then squeaked: "Brother Wangman, I don't know where Jace is, but Frank ran towards the bushes, and Jackson."
Wang Man frowned and asked hurriedly: "Where is Ai Xi? Have you seen Ai Xi?"
"Ashe? Never been here."
"Then who hurt you? Frank? Why did they hurt you?"
"Here, Brother Wang, I have to tell you a secret. Frank is an undercover agent of the Zhan Zhan Academy, and the background behind him is the Sabot Legion."
Wang Man was very resilient and had a strong endurance, but he was still agitated by Pan Sen's words.
"What did you say?"
"It's true. Brother, I have to go back to the team. I have said everything I need to say. Take care of yourself." Pan Sen suffered various blows this day and did not want to stay for a moment.
Wang Man ignored Pan Sen. The knight was frightened and it was useless no matter how much he did.
After Pan Sen left, Wang Man stared at the cave on the left and shouted sternly: "You all come out."