"Werewolf!" Although Annie and Johnson had guessed it, they still couldn't accept it.
"Werewolves have enormous manpower, strong vitality, and extremely terrifying fighting abilities. We humans were their slaves in ancient times, and we only existed as their blood food. It wasn't until later that we discovered pure water." Joseph explained in a deep voice. , "Pure water can greatly weaken the strength and vitality of the wolves, reducing them to a level that we humans can deal with."
"Could it be this?" Annie took out the small bag Joseph had given her earlier.
"That's it, take it with you carefully, now that you've seen all this with your own eyes, you should believe it completely, right?" Joseph's original intention was actually to make his friends and girlfriend truly believe in him. Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you really believe in the absurd reality of all this. It's just that I didn't expect the witcher to come by such a coincidence.
"The most powerful thing about us humans is that we can use tools." Joseph said in a low voice, "Okay, since there are demon hunters, we can leave safely."
Seeing so many dead people for the first time, Johnson and Annie felt a little cold, so naturally they had no objection.
The three began to retreat slowly.
At this moment, a black shadow quickly ran past the three of them, heading straight for the battlefield between the werewolves and the demon hunters.
Just two breaths later, another figure followed closely.
"If you want the golden sword seat, then catch up with me first!"
A hoarse and deep old voice sounded in the forest. It was from the black shadow in front.
"Hmph!" The figure who was chasing after him snorted coldly, and then suddenly accelerated a little bit.
"Oh? You are faster than last time!" The hoarse old voice was a little surprised.
The three of Joseph stared at the two in astonishment, chasing and running towards the core of the battlefield.
"Are they witchers too?" Johnson asked in a low voice.
"No, it's not. They don't have the smell of pure water! They are warriors among humans." Joseph frowned.
Woo~~! ! !
A half-werewolf covered in black fur raised his head and howled, staring fiercely at An Shaluo and Garen.
"Warrior? Hehe, I haven't eaten the meat of a warrior for a long time! If you don't have pure water, you dare to rush over to seek death."
With a whimper, he jumped straight out.
At this moment, An Shaluo was finally caught up by Garen.
The two collided fiercely and flew forward at the same time.
boom!
The arms of Garen and Anshaluo collided violently.
"Injection! Throw!!"
Garen's right arm pierced Anshaluo's chest like a poisonous snake. The moment he got close to the opponent, his arm suddenly turned into an upward swing, and his five fingers closed like knives, stabbing Anshaluo's chin fiercely.
Snapped! !
An Shaluo clapped his palm crookedly, and with the other hand, he slapped Garen fiercely.
boom!
Garen snorted, and flew out backwards, just in time to meet the black werewolf who was rushing over.
The black werewolf roared angrily and slammed into Garen fiercely.
"Go away!!"
Boom! ! tear! !
The whole black werewolf was torn in two. In the rain of blood, Garen rushed towards An Shaluo again without saying a word.
Amidst a dull thud, the two landed on a grassy field and stood firm. Without the slightest hesitation, the two sides clashed fiercely again, and the banging of arms was like the explosion of shotguns, echoing in the forest.
The battle between the werewolf and the demon hunter was directly cut off by the two of them. Some stray bullets hit the two of them, and there were little golden sparks, which were useless at all.
All creatures around were dumbfounded.
The werewolves stopped, and the demon hunter put down his guns, including the three of Joseph, and all three of them stared blankly at Garen and Anshaluo fighting fiercely.
The two looked at each other without looking at each other, and they fought fiercely. What happens to tear down what!
The thick pine trees surrounded by one after another continued to fall down, and large and small earth pits began to appear on the ground, like bombs exploding.
Boom! !
A figure was sent flying violently, hitting a big pine tree before standing still. This man was Garen. His coat was torn, and the pine tree behind him had countless cracks, so he looked as if nothing had happened.
With a cold snort, Garen jumped forward again.
The two fought fiercely again.
Whatever Garen's arm hit, it would be torn apart by a violent shock, while An Shaluo's arm would be broken in two. The arms of the two collided, as if they were not flesh and blood, but four hard and terrifying weapons.
"Good good good good good good good!! As expected of this generation of heavenly generals! I recognize your strength." An Shaluo leaped backwards slightly, unexpectedly jumped more than ten meters away, and landed lightly on a horizontal tree trunk.
"If you want the Golden Sword Seat, come to Dar Waterfall. I will wait for you there."
"Want to run?!" Gallon's eyes were full of excitement. During the battle with An Shaluo, his grasp of the Red Jade Palm became stronger and stronger. Most of them have innate abilities and his understanding of fighting skills after entering a fighter. But it is undeniable that only real combat can continuously improve strength.
Without hesitation, he rushed forward quickly.
An Shaluo jumped down and fell into a crowd of werewolves.
Snapped.
With a soft slap, a black werewolf rushed out out of nowhere and rushed towards Garen who was chasing him. There is still a hint of surprise on its own face.
Boom! !
The black werewolf was thrown away by a blow and rolled more than ten meters away. The whole half of his body was smashed, bloody and bloody, and he fell to the ground and howled miserably.
Not only the werewolves, but even the demon hunters were terrified.
"You want to use these rubbish to stop me?!" Garen narrowed his eyes, and a trace of anger flashed across his face.
Rubbish!
"What a big tone!!" A trace of anger flashed in the eyes of the elder among the werewolves. Not to mention the rest of the werewolves. "There is no pure water, but a sacrifice"
He didn't continue speaking, but saw Garen glance over, and a terrifying pressure fell on him.
Garen's eyes seemed to be flashing red, and a huge red-eyed giant elephant seemed to twist and swell around his body. The giant elephant was tens of meters high, and the surroundings seemed to be filled with the sound of violent air currents, enveloping all creatures within a range of tens of meters. .
The elder trembled all over, his face turned pale, he actually retreated directly from the half-wolf transformation, and knelt down on the ground with a plop.
"We... are the great Tuke tribe!!!" The elder wanted to stand up frantically, but he couldn't move at all. His bones crackled.
In the eyes of outsiders, Garen just glanced at the elder indifferently, and the elder put away his transformation and knelt down on the ground, as if being suppressed by some invisible force, trying to get up but couldn't get up at all.
An Shaluo was hidden in the cloak, and he couldn't see any changes in his expression. He just kept throwing all the werewolves at Gallon like throwing goods. At the same time, he was also retreating rapidly.
Bang bang bang! !
Amidst the continuous crashing sounds, Garen growled and wanted to catch up, but was blocked by the flying werewolves at critical moments. His speed was still a bit slower than the opponent's, but in the end, he could only watch Anshaluo sink into the darkness and disappear.
"snort!!"
Garen slapped the big tree beside him with a palm, and with a click, a large amount of wood dross flowed out of the thick tree trunk like sand. There was a large white gap missing in the trunk, and it fell with a crash to the other side.
At this time, most of the werewolves of the Tuke tribe had been seriously injured by him when he chased them. These werewolves recovered very quickly from their injuries. Long didn't pay attention to them, quietly put away the corpses of the elders and the tribe's companions, and slowly retreated to the distance in the forest.
Celine and Surin stood beside the three of Joseph at some point. It seems to be fighting from the beginning to the end.
Looking at Garen in the distance, Su Lin smiled wryly.
"Garon has become stronger again. Not so fast a while ago."
"He's a pervert!" Celine said speechlessly.
"An Shaluo seems to recognize Garen's strength, but unfortunately, neither of them is serious about it. What if we really don't know the outcome of the fight?" Su Lin shook his head.
The three of Joseph lay on the side and did not dare to move, for fear of being discovered by the two of them.
Hearing what Sulin said, the three couldn't help showing horror, and Joseph even swallowed his saliva.
"It's still not serious. Then what is real?!"
Joseph squeezed the skin bag containing pure water on his body, and doubted the world for the first time.
"Didn't my grandfather say that without pure water, it is impossible for human beings to fight against the dark race? Is it my eyesight or this world is too crazy?!"
"Three, after watching for so long, it's time to come out and meet, right?" Su Lin suddenly looked in the direction of the three of Joseph with a smile on his face.
Xinjuluo and some small surrounding countries all use the common spoken language of the Federation, with only a slight difference in accent. To be precise, Federal language is the most widely spoken language in Shiyan Continent.
Joseph finally stood up with a wry smile on his face. Johnson and Annie had no choice but to get up too.
Garen in the distance already understood that he couldn't keep up with Ansha Luo, and turned around unwillingly and walked towards the three of Su Lin.
Originally, he didn't expect to stay and entangle An Shaluo this time, but just tested how much he had improved.
Sure enough, in this test, he didn't use the first stage of hard qigong and the second stage of hard qigong to peak, but simply used his normal state to fight against An Shaluo, but he just fell into a tight disadvantage and didn't suffer much injury. Red Jade Palm's fighting system made up for his lack of delicate skills in his fighting skills. Although he couldn't use delicate skills when fighting with An Shaluo, he already had enough understanding and coping with such skills ability.
To put it simply, even if An Shaluo wanted to kill him, he would have to pay a certain price.
An Shaluo also saw this, so he didn't choose to fight, but left decisively.
Most importantly, Garen finally confirmed the Golden Sword Seat thoroughly this time.
It is indeed on Anshaluo, and it is indeed a doom antique with a lot of potential!
During the close combat, Garen had thoroughly confirmed this point.
(end of this chapter)