Doupo signed in for ten years, I became the protagonist

Chapter 37
But even so, the snake-like monsters of the Zhuotou family, even though they were besieged by many mercenaries, soon disappeared, but before they died, several mercenaries were severely injured.

Even before he died, he didn't care about the countless soldiers attacking him, and just wanted to get closer to Shamat, looking like a drug addict who had fallen into madness.

And when they saw this monster, they were finally lying on the ground. The faces of many mercenaries were also very obvious, and countless ecstasies flashed. For them, killing a monster represented income!

Especially the fur, bones, flesh and blood of Warcraft, and even if you are lucky, you can get a magic core, which will make you a lot of money. Even if you don't get a magic core, those flesh and fur can still be sold at a good price.

And then, a large group of mercenaries did not stop, but each of them seemed to have taken a stimulant, holding the knife and sword in their hands, and ran towards the snake frantically, and began to fight for it. Some of the snake's flesh and blood even wanted to secretly see if there was a magic core while others were not paying attention, but they were soon taught how to be human by the people behind.

It wasn't until the other things were divided up that all the mercenaries present turned their attention to the snake's head, wanting to cut it open to see if there was a magic core.

"Fuck off, you African chief, don't bring your luck. As a dignified European emperor, my luck is not comparable to that of an African chief!"

A mercenary kicked the other mercenary who wanted to go up, like opening a treasure chest, and then took out a dagger with a proud face and was about to stab it down.

And of course the other mercenaries around quit, they all went up and wanted to be the first to cut the snake's head open, and a dispute broke out like this, everyone was holding knives and swords in their hands, and the dispute From the beginning, it is inevitable that there will be blood, until after the dispute is over, many mercenaries present are covered with scars, and even more than a dozen mercenaries lie directly on the ground, turning into fertilizer for the entire forest.

The ridiculous thing is that it was not the invasion of Warcraft that caused the biggest casualties of the entire team, but the contradictions between the teams and the ugliness of human nature.

As for the final winner, the mercenary slashed open the snake's head with excitement on his face, but he slashed lonely. In addition to the white blood plasma, there was red blood in his head. A lonely magic core.

Disappointment, even despair, flashed across the face of this mercenary. Just now their small team finally fought to the death, and the initiative was ushered in at the price of a brother, but he didn't seem to have issued a magic spell. In the meantime, the mercenary just stayed where he was, at a loss.

After the other mercenaries saw this scene, Wen Wen shook their heads, knowing that it was impossible to have a magic core, everyone's mood suddenly became depressed, and they all went to their respective tents to get ready to rest.

But this time, the countless murderers hiding in the dark night didn't seem to be in a hurry. After these mercenaries got into the tent, the entire forest was still silent, and the only thing that shone was a few green lights.

But in the middle of the night, when the night was quiet, there was a slight commotion in the originally extremely quiet small forest. These hunters hiding in the dark finally couldn't bear the temptation of their prey.

"Aww...!"

As a loud howl of wolves fell, the forest was also dimmed, and there were continuous howls of wolves, and then, at this moment, more than 30 wolves who had been hiding in the forest all came out in full force, very regularly They also formed a team and rushed towards the mercenary camp inhabiting the mountain.

The leading wolf's tail had two streaks of fiery red, which represented its type and also its strength.

Tier [-] Firetail Wolf!
Among the wolf monsters, a wolf that can be ranked in the middle reaches has mastered the power of flames, and has a touch of red hair on its tail, and the stronger the strength, the more red hair on the tail.

Two red hairs represent the second level, and so on, three are the third level...

And there are more than 30 first-level fire-tailed wolves following behind this second-level fire-tailed wolf!
This is no longer a single individual, but a small team, a small group whose individual strength is not inferior to the snake-like monster just now, and with the guidance of the wolf king, the entire wolf pack cooperates, even if it is a third-order monster. Warcraft can only drink their hatred under their claws!
And wolves travel thousands of miles just to eat meat. These more than 30 wolves came here under the leadership of their leader with only one purpose, to find the smell that has a fatal temptation for them, and then eat it.

More than 30 wolves rushed out of the woods together, not without any sound. On the contrary, the loud howl of wolves just now was also made, and the entire mercenary team completely boiled up.

"No, there are wolves! Quickly defend!"

After several experiences, the seasoned mercenary directly picked up the knife and rushed out of the tent. Then, he raised his arms and roared at the sky. You don't care whether these people are still asleep or not, just raised the knife and chopped at one of the wolves. go up.

However, as a wolf, even if they have the spirit of not shedding blood and never truce, they are not the kind of low-level creatures who only know how to pile up with their lives. They have their own wisdom and leadership!

What's more, the wolf king, as the guide of the whole team, saw a trace of disdain flash in his eyes when he saw a human attacking them. The mercenary just now was at best at the level of a seven-star fighter, and he was comparable to a high-ranking mercenary. In the eyes of Master Dou's wolf king, he was indeed like an ant, which could be killed with a single palm.

And with the majestic roar of the wolf king, the whole pack of wolves began to operate like a fighting machine. The wolf that was about to be hacked by the mercenary, suddenly, the knife of the old mercenary swung at an extreme corner. Then, as if they had found a vent, the seven or eight wolves around them bit the old mercenary who fell on the ground before he could stand up.

With the strong bite force and the terrifying bite ability of the wolves, in a very short period of time, this old mercenary changed from a burly man into a pile of bloody white bones.

Afterwards, the wolves seemed to be stimulated. Bloodthirsty lights flashed across the faces of all the wolves. The leader, the wolf king, took a deep look at the tent in the center of the tent group, and then continued He recklessly attacked the mercenary camp.

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