Chapter 21

PS: Well, the big men who keep books vote for recommendation every day. Otherwise, the newcomers have no power to code words. They always click up and nothing else goes up... Is it because of poor writing o (- -) o

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The warm waiting by the campfire made people anxious. Fortunately, about a quarter of an hour later, Kelvin returned safely with four Knox expeditionary cavalry. His tired look filled their faces. It can be seen that there was no harvest in this investigation.

With a sigh, modrian picked up the branches and leaves on the ground and threw them into the burning campfire. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly. Everything can't be idealized, and now it's a dilemma.

Helplessness and irritability linger in his mind. Retreating is not in line with his plan. This exploration is not only to draw a map, but also to obtain the crystal core of the devil and turn it into the essence of blue.

"Dreus, arrange a vigil, and we'll rest here tonight." modrian got up and ordered. It's better to wait in a comfortable tent than outside, at least without being damaged by the cold wind.

"Yes, Lord modrian," said dreus respectfully. The black axe in his hand was not loosened from beginning to end. There was a faint danger in his heart, sometimes disappearing and sometimes appearing.

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The gray shadow became more and more silent, the night had cowered, and the stars could not be seen. In the boundless darkness, a mist rose faintly, looked again, but disappeared.

The campfire in the middle of the camp is slowly burning, illuminating the rest area. Two Knox expeditionary cavalry are adding dry and frozen branches to maintain the temperature of the campfire.

Dreus rested on the oak tree, his half narrowed eyes slightly gathered up like a sleeping lion, and inadvertently showed some authority.

"Very familiar, once the taste of freldrod!" dreus suddenly opened his eyes. There was a color of remembrance in his black pupil. It was recalling the past and the deep memory of fighting in freldrod in the north, just like now.

"Enemy attack!"

A low roar rang through the camp. In a moment, everyone had appeared by the campfire dressed up, or they had no armor at all.

Mordrian stood beside dreus in Dark Armor. He could not see any emotion under the cover of his face armor, but there were waves in his eyes.

I don't know when, the shadow world around the camp is full of red light, dense, as if to drown the darkness.

As the red light approached, under the light of the dim yellow campfire, modrian seemed to see something. His pupils tightened, which were the eyes of the wolves.

Ice winter wolves, large beasts active in the cold north, are good at snow camouflage and are very fond of killing. Wolf thieves are named after them.

What modrian meets now is the winter wolves in the ice field. Those dense red lights are their cruel eyes.

Even the cold wind can't blow away the bloodthirsty and ferocious in the red eyes. They move their strong limbs and carefully approach the prey.

"I'm sorry, Lord modrian, it's my subordinates who have failed," Kelvin said apologetically, his face full of shame.

"Kelvin, it's not your fault." modrian shook his head and denied it. He looked at the snow-white hair of the winter wolf in the ice field, which almost melted into the surrounding snow, especially in the shadow. If it wasn't for his scarlet eyes, he couldn't tell the truth from the disguise.

Whoa whoa! Whoa whoa! Whoa whoa!

The wolves in the ice field howled one after another. When they first heard it, it was chaotic, and then the rhythm was clear. It seemed like the command of the military array. They scattered and separated, slowly moved their steps, waving snowflakes, and surrounded the camp like a trapped animal.

The cold breeze blew by, and modrian could vaguely smell the bloody smell of the ice winter wolves, as well as the violent and ferocious chill.

The winter wolves in the ice field stirred their nostrils and still failed to smell the fear of prey, but the desire in their scarlet eyes never disappeared, and the sticky saliva spread from the corners of their mouths, which was the desire for food.

They move slowly around the campfire camp, giving their prey the greatest possible pressure, and looking for fatal flaws.

However, with the passage of time, the sticky saliva of the winter wolves in the ice field melted the snow, but there was impatience in their scarlet eyes.

Hunger breaks their patience!

Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow!

Suddenly, bloodthirsty madness broke out in the scarlet eyes of the winter wolves in the ice field.

Attack! Hunt!

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Fear? Fear?

Modrian looked at the spreading and attacking ice wolves. His scarlet eyes penetrated people's soul, and his sharp fangs covered the wolf's mouth. With the acceleration of speed, the sticky saliva sputtered in the air, and the smell became more and more strong.

He bowed his head and clenched the big blue sword in his hand, and a crazy smile opened at the corners of his mouth. Maybe he had stayed with the noxans long enough. He was used to many things, such as killing!

"Dreus, have you found it?" modrian asked, turning to dreus on his side.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

The sound of firm and heavy footsteps sounded, and dreus told the truth with practical actions. The tall figure walked faster and faster, and then faced the attack of ice wolves.

[kill all sides]!

Without any extra action, dreus suddenly waved his black axe, the sound of shaking chains was like the roar of a lion, and the dark red light rendered the shadow world.

In the next moment, the cry of wolves in the ice field suddenly exploded, and the thick blood bloomed in the mountains and forests like red roses, hot and hot.

The pace of advance did not stop. Dreus, bathed in blood, walked towards the wolves. Any ice winter wolf blocked was just a soul under the axe, and the overflowing blood gradually dyed red armor.

The wind was strong, blowing pale snowflakes, then rotating and floating in the air, rolling up a burst of wind and snow.

Modry quietly stared at dreus's departure, and then looked at the standing Knox expeditionary cavalry in front of him. There were waves rolling in his quiet eyes. He needed a hot-blooded battle to vent his emotions in the dilemma.

"Array!"

The NOx expeditionary cavalry guards around with fine steel shields, with dim fire reflected on the shields. The fine steel shields traded from the blacksmith's shop in irvindale town are not as good as the system's own standard equipment, but they can make do with it.

In addition to the part that followed dreus away, there were still many ice winter wolves left in the ice pack. They were hungry and stared at the rest.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In all directions, hundreds of ice winter wolves rushed to the camp. Their strong bodies collided with refined steel shields. What's more, they jumped up high and attacked the people of modrian from the sky.

When the blue sword struck, modrian did not flinch. He cut into the wolf's body of the winter wolf in the ice field, and the warm and sticky blood splashed on the dark heavy armor. In the digging fort, he asked dreus for advice on his martial arts. As the supreme symbol of force of the Knox Empire, he benefited a lot from it.

There was a fishy wind coming from the side. Modrian's eyes coagulated. He subconsciously loosened his left hand holding the sword handle and clenched his fist. The bulging green tendons appeared on the surface of the skin, and then fiercely bombarded the right side of the body.

The crisp sound of broken bones sounded, the white slurry was sprayed in the air, and the sharp broken teeth fell into the snow with the paralyzed wolf body, splashing snow.

Fighting wolves seems very interesting!

Modrian's horizontal sword was on his chest, with sticky and hot blood dripping. His brown pupils were filled with the snow-white wolf shadow of the ice field winter wolf. He turned and fought again. Since the killing began, he could not stop.