At this moment, a wolf howl suddenly came from a distance, and the thieves in the valley were startled. The witch followed the sound, and in the moonlight, a giant wolf stood on a boulder halfway up the mountain, raising its head and howling at the moon.
This sound seemed to trigger some signal. Wolf howls came one after another, and giant wolves emerged from nowhere one after another. In just a few dozen seconds, they had surrounded the entire valley.
Looking at it, the giant wolf has bright silver fur, as white as the moonlight and as bright as the sea surface. It seems to be densely packed and indistinguishable, as if it is boundless.
"Where did the wolves come from!"
Seeing this horrific scene, a bandit leader couldn't help but scream.
The miko's face also darkened. She almost instinctively hid her hands in her cloak, quickly made a few hand seals, then intertwined her thumbs and pressed them hard against her chest.
Then I felt a fishy-sweet sensation in my throat, and blood spurted into my mouth.
The witch chewed wantonly, staring in the direction of the wolves. She stretched her right hand back, and soon someone handed her a piece of sheepskin.
Spreading the sheepskin in the palm of her hand, the witch suddenly spurted out blood.
Tiny blood drops fell on the sheepskin, and the stars were densely packed, forming a strange prototype.
Almost everything around it was dyed red, except for the circle in the middle, which was empty, with no blood at all.
Seeing this scene, the witch's expression finally changed.
"Boar! Blow the trumpet!"
She ordered decisively, and in her mouth that kept opening and closing, she could vaguely see the dark teeth and the bright red blood slowly flowing out of the corners of her mouth.
The leader of the bandits, called Mountain Boar, was stunned for a moment. Finally, without saying a word, he pulled off the horn from his waist and started blowing it with all his strength.
The buzzing sound of the horn is heavy and desolate, like the sound of a charge to the death on the battlefield.
When the bandits present heard this voice, they magically calmed down. The sudden panic before seemed to be just an illusion.
The eyes of everyone staring at the wolves gradually became dangerous, full of murderous intent, and finally bloodthirsty and crazy.
They couldn't help but scream strangely, and one by one they pulled out the weapons from their waists. Some used giant axes and hammers, some used scimitars and sickles, and some even used chains and meteor hammers.
But no matter what kind of weapons they use, they all exude the same murderous aura.
The four reincarnations were wary, and the two of them took a step back, their shoulders colliding with each other, and their bodies formed a V-shape.
My sister had already taken out a dark and shiny whip from under the cloak. The end of the whip was bifurcated and shimmering with fluorescence. Then there was a hook made of an unknown metal. The tip was extremely sharp and scary.
The elder sister always acted very indifferently. Although her eyes were fixed on the wolves, she also did not forget to pay attention to the fat man and the monkey, as well as the witch behind her who was giving orders.
Even if her attention was divided into three, it didn't seem to have much impact on her sister. She even had enough energy to observe the bandit leaders standing in the center, interacting with the film and television clips she had seen in her memory.
Compare and recall the abilities they have used.
The group of Fatty and Monkey also became alert, listening to the howls of wolves echoing in the air, and feeling the murderous aura and roar around them like crazy demons.
The fat man gradually became excited. He held the chain tightly with one hand. Due to too much force, the chain link made a crunching sound.
The iron ball that looked extremely heavy before being carried on his shoulders was now picked up by the fat man with one hand, as if he was carrying an inflatable toy, ready to be thrown out at any time.
The monkey didn't know when he was hiding in the huge shadow of the fat man. His figure was already thin, and the dagger he used was anti-reflective. Under the fat man's huge presence that attracted the eye, he was almost invisible.
Although the monkey was on guard against the wolves around him, he glanced at his sister from time to time.
He always felt that this woman was not simple.
The sound of the horn suddenly stopped, and the bandits rushed out like wild horses that had escaped the reins, with loud shouts of killing. They actually joined the wolves head-on, and started fighting risklessly.
I don't know where these giant wolves came from. Each of them looks like a calf. They are more than double the size of ordinary wolves. Their hair is shiny, and their teeth and claws are very sharp.
They were the ones hunting, and now the prey dared to take the lead in fighting back, which immediately angered the wolves.
At that moment, the entire wolf pack began to move, surging towards the center like ocean waves, one layer after another, one wave after another, seemingly endless.
The originally hazy full moon in the sky suddenly became clear, and the moonlight shone down, making the entire battlefield as bright as day.
The shouts of killing shook the sky, corpses and severed limbs were flying, and blood flowed freely on the ground.
Although the bandits were brave, they still suffered heavy losses in the face of an almost endless pack of wolves.
But even so, they still used crude weapons and caused a lot of casualties to the wolves.
Almost all of the dozens of giant wolves that came into direct contact with them at the beginning were cut into pieces. However... this kind of terrifying scene did not scare the wolves, but made them even more bloodthirsty and violent.
The two sides were in a stalemate for about ten minutes. The wolves on the side finally broke through the last line of defense and poured down the valley like a tide.
The fat man laughed excitedly and rushed out without hesitation. The huge iron ball in his hand came out and started a night battle. More than a dozen giant wolves in the surrounding area were knocked away on the spot.
The heads of the first few giant wolves that were affected by the force were directly smashed, and the corpses with only the neck cavity left were rolling on the ground, twitching, struggling, blood spurting out as if they were free, and finally fell to the ground.
This guy is extremely powerful and invulnerable. Occasionally, the giant wolf will break through the moves and rush forward. When a claw slides down, it will only bring out a series of dazzling sparks.
There will be a cut in the combat uniform on the fat man's body, but there won't even be a white mark on his skin. However, after a few breaths, the damaged clothes will repair themselves.
In this way, the fat man is as rampant as a tank. Only he can fight the giant wolf and kill the enemy like a fool, but the wolves can't do anything to him!
The monkey followed closely behind the fat man, because the fat man had no shield and his figure was erratic in the shadows.
He is like an assassin who is proficient in this art. While appearing and disappearing, he also leaves one wound after another that goes deep into the bone marrow of his target.
Some giant wolves did not react at all even after being attacked. They ran forward for a few steps before plunging to the ground and stopped making any movement.
On the other side of the two girls, the younger sister's windbreaker has opened like wings, revealing her slender figure outlined by the tight leather jacket underneath.
The black whip shadow is like a spiritual snake, always appearing in the most appropriate place. Every time a giant wolf wants to approach and attack, it will be whipped inexplicably.
It's either the eyes, mouth, nose, etc., or the lower abdomen and yin. Even with the ferocity of the giant wolf, it cannot withstand such a targeted weak point attack.
Often a few sides down, there would be giant wolves that were sore and weak, howling and running to both sides.
But the elder sister always stood calmly behind her, staring at the sky tightly, as if she was in a trance, as if she didn't care about the wolves around her at all.
"Interesting! He actually took the initiative to attack!"
