Black Iron’s Glory

Chapter 283: Rainy night

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"Is it you, Black Wind?" Claude rushed towards the big black wolf.

The big black wolf whimpered and growled in a low voice. He leaned down and was ready to attack. It wasn't until Claude ran in front of him two or three meters away that he took off the hood of his poncho and exposed his face. The big black wolf relaxed his guard.

Seeing that it was Claude, the big black wolf stood up and jumped back, about to run into the forest. It just ran a few steps, then looked back at Claude, whining incessantly, its two front feet anxiously digging in the mud on the ground.

"You mean to let me go with you?" Claude's heart sank. It seemed that something had really happened to the young mage, otherwise the big black wolf wouldn't have come to find him in such a hurry.

"You lead the way," Claude said.

The big black wolf is really very understanding of human nature. It seemed to understand what Claude said. It turned around and ran. While running, it looked back at Claude. Its meaning was very clear, that is, it wanted Claude to follow it up the mountain. Run.

Fortunately, we were in the mountains and forests. Most of the rain falling from the sky was blocked by leaves and branches. It felt like the rain was not heavy, and we could vaguely see the direction and scenery in front of us. But when we got out of the forest, the rain poured down so hard that it was hard to keep our eyes open. Even though he was wearing an animal skin poncho, the oncoming rain soon soaked Claude's clothes along his face. The poncho is almost the same as not wearing a poncho. The only thing that can help is to block the cold wind mixed in the heavy rain.

The mountain road was difficult to walk, especially on such a heavy rainy night, and nothing could be seen clearly even ten steps away. Claude cast a Pearl of Light and held it in his hand, barely illuminating the way forward. Sure enough, the direction the big black wolf took him to was the witch forest where the young mage was.

The Pearl of Light, which could originally illuminate indoors for one and a half to two hours, gradually dimmed within half an hour of being held by Claude until the magic power completely disappeared. This is not because Claude's magic power is not enough, but under the wash of heavy rain, the magic power solidified into the magic talisman disappears very quickly, just like the elemental photons that make up the magic mark are taken away by the falling rain, speeding up the disappearance and The speed of dissolution.

If it weren't for the big black wolf leading the way and howling from time to time to remind Claude to pay attention to the road ahead and guide him in the direction, Claude could guarantee that he would never reach the Witch Wood even after running all night. If you go into the mountains on a rainy night like this, you are most likely to get lost in the forest.

This is the first time Claude has fallen. Most of the time he slipped on wet mud. After rolling on the ground a few times, my whole body was covered in mud, but when I stood up and walked dozens of steps, it was washed away by the rain. It wasn't until Claude finally climbed up the small ridge that he breathed a sigh of relief, because the witch forest had appeared in front of him.

Claude almost rolled down the ridge. He was so embarrassed that a lot of rainwater poured into his mouth. After a few sips, I came to the edge of the woods and naturally cast an exploratory eye. But after using this spell, Claude found that the woods he saw were exactly the same as other woods. They were all dark and there was no longer any magic mark.

Slapping his forehead, Claude felt that he was thinking too much. It was impossible for the young mage to cast any magic traps in the woods in such rainy weather. The magic marks have been washed away by the rain, and it is impossible to store any magic traps. Just like the Pearl of Light that I cast, there is no need to set up magic traps in the woods on such a heavy rain day that will disappear in a short time. Inside.

The impatient whimpering sound of the big black wolf came from deep in the woods. It didn't know when it had run in. Claude once again cast a Pearl of Light, held it in his hand, and rushed deep into the woods. He quickly rushed through the woods and arrived at the muddy clearing. Just as he expected, there was no light in the shack under the big oak tree. It was dark and quiet, but the smell of blood became stronger the closer he got.

Claude kicked open the broken wooden door of the shack and threw the Pearl of Light in his hand. Claude was stunned by the scene inside shown by the white light.

The wooden wall with a small window in front of the broken table on the left side of the shack has completely collapsed. No wonder the big black wolf was able to get in even though the door was closed just now. There was a huge black bear lying on the ground, its body wrapped with dense green vines. The blood from under the black bear's body mixed with the rainwater pouring into the shack, and the smell of blood was overwhelming.