Chapter 89 89: Hunters

A group of four women walked in the forest, each carrying a massive beast on their shoulders.

All the women dressed in warrior attire, yet they had no weapons with them. The bodies of the beasts which were on their bodies had wounds that had stopped bleeding now. The claw marks were still clearly visible.

"Our luck was really good this time. Finding a group of such beasts without even having to look too hard. Today was really good. It was good. We can get back home early today."

"Yeah. I'll prepare a big feast for my family as soon as I get home. Why don't you three join me as well?"

"Sure. We would love to. It's been so long since our families spent time together."

"Hahaha, you're right. The last time was probably around five months ago."

"Yeah, then it's decided. We are meeting later."

All four friends came to an agreement to share time together and with their families as they traveled.

"Hmm? This strange smell... Are you getting it as well?" One of the four women stopped in her tracks, getting a strange scent.

The others also stopped and placed the bodies of the beasts on the ground, focusing on that strange scent as well.

"It smells like a..."

"Like a Vampire."

"You're right. It's definitely the scent of a Vampire! Not why would a Vampire be here, this close to the Kingdom? Something doesn't feel right."

"He is either a stray who got lost or a spy sent here to infiltrate the Kingdom. In any case, we can't let a Vampire roam freely near our territory!"

"Are you thinking what I'm thinking?" One of the four had a sly smile on their face.

"If you're thinking about hunting once more, then it's exactly what I'm thinking."

"Spread out. We'll surround him from all sides and attack."

Leaving the bodies behind, the four ladies dispersed, disappearing in the first. As for their speed, it was so fast that it was hard to keep up with them.

Around ten minutes passed. Atlas still sat in his meditation, letting all his senses lose. He didn't even realize what had been happening in his surroundings as he couldn't hear anything except his own thoughts.

Four wolves came out of the forest, talking one side each. One of the Wolves approached Atlas from behind while the other three kept an eye on him from three directions.

Seeing Atlas unaware of his surroundings, the werewolves became even more confident, believing they had no chance of losing the prey this time.

Atlas was like their prey while they were the hunters, about to hunt the ignorant prey.

The werewolves flashed her sharp teeth, stopping just a few meters behind Atlas. It adjusted its position, taking a step back.

As the world didn't want to lose Atlas or miss, it wanted to finish him off in a single attack without giving him a chance to sense it.

After a short period of silence, the Wolf jumped at the back of Atlas, opening its mouth wide to tear off his neck.

The sharp fangs of the beast came closer to Atlas' neck with each passing second. The sharp claws aimed at the back of Atlas.

As the wolf finally attacked with the intent to kill Atlas, a killing aura spread out, being sensed by Atlas.

His eyes abruptly opened as he came out of his daze.

He dropped to the ground, rolling to the side.

The wolf that was about to crunch on Atlas' neck missed, landing right before him, allowing him a chance to get up.

"Did you really have to disturb my meditation like that? I was so close to calming the chaos in my heart." Atlas stood up, frowning.

He needed to learn a spell after calming his heart, but he was obstructed in the middle, bringing him back.

"And where's Lilith?" He couldn't find Lilith anywhere. Wasn't she supposed to protect him while he was in his meditation? Where could she go while leaving him alone?

All four wolves roared at Atlas. The one closest to him dashed in his direction.

Atlas took a few steps to the left, using a speed even faster than what the Wolves possessed.

He grabbed the world by its neck, tossing it away. "You really don't want to leave me, do you?"

The Wolves glared at Atlas. If stares could kill, Atlas would've been dead a thousand times over by now. Unfortunately, it wasn't that easy for these Vampires to kill him. They couldn't even land a blow on him.

Instead of stepping back off the battlefield, the four Werewolves attacked Atlas at the same time.

"If that's what you want." Atlas also prepared to fight. He ran to the closest wolf, clenching his fist.

The wolf jumped at Atlas. Atlas once again moved with the wind, but instead of letting the wolf land on the ground safely, he grabbed the wolf's tail, tossing it straight at the second Wolf, which was close to him.

The second Wolf dodged. The first wolf also balanced its body mid-air to land on its own four feet.

Atlas noticed the third wolf attacking him, but what surprised him was the fourth wolf which had gone missing suddenly.

He ran to the third wolf. The wolf slashed at him, roaring madly.

Seeing the wolf jump, Atlas wanted to use the same trick as before, but he noticed the first two Wolves also attacking him, covering all the places. No matter where he looked

This time it was his turn to jump, and jump is what he did. His jump was even higher than the wolf that attacked him. Atlas's feet touched the back of the wolf, who tried to change his direction mid-way.

Unfortunately, it was impossible as everything happened so fast.

Unexpectedly, at the same time, the fourth wolf appeared like a ghost behind Atlas. The sharp claws of the wolf landed on the back of Atlas's neck, leaving a few inches deep gnash.

Atlas used the back of the first wolf like a platform to jump even higher to get out of the attacking range.

He landed in the distance. The three wolves gathered together. As for the fourth, he once again went missing. Atlas observed his surroundings, but he couldn't find the fourth one. He didn't even know how the fourth wolf achieved it. He appeared like a ghost, attacked, and then disappeared like one as well. It was as if something was really wrong about it.

It was his first time fighting with the werewolves, and it was much different than when he faced the Vampires. The Vampires attacked from the front, relying on their speed and their strength. On the other hand, the werewolves were like hunters who knew how to hunt in a pack, and he was at the receiving end of it.