Journey to the witch world

Wow!

The sky was dark, and heavy raindrops fell down, splashing water on the ground. At the end of the harvest season, a heavy rain hit the Solu Plain.

In the distance, a group of figures were walking forward in the rain. The burly and powerful Blood Warriors were carrying prey larger than themselves, but they still looked very relaxed.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

The battle with the Mandi tribe near the hunting ground in the savage forest was terminated by the appearance of a herd of fire-tusked mammoths. Both sides lost several tribesmen each, and the existing hatred deepened again.

"Hmph! Damn Mandy!"

Walking on the muddy plain, a Tatar tribe blood warrior said angrily: "They used such despicable methods. It seems that they have forgotten the lessons learned twenty years ago. When the black mist season ends today, they must be made to pay." cost!"

Next to him, Drogo said nothing.

His face was a little gloomy, but it was not because of the attack from the Mandy tribe. His eyes looked at Enzo not far away from time to time, and he felt a little worried in his heart.

Evil one!

Taboo words in the world of war ghosts and evil beings that can bring disaster to tribes are often born only from inferior species.

Within ten days, a war broke out between the Tatar tribe and the Mandi tribe in the savage forest hunting grounds. The Tatar tribe was originally at a disadvantage, but under the influence of a special force, the situation was turned around.

Coupled with Orenze's words, Drogo couldn't help but feel worried about whether an evil being had really appeared in the Tatar tribe.

"If Enzo is really an evil alien, what should I do?" Drogo was confused in his heart. According to the rules of the Solu Plain, if there are really bad people who awaken their powers and become evil aliens, then what will happen to the tribe in the first place? We must find a way to execute him immediately.

Because only in this way can Xie Yi be prevented from becoming the minions of the God of Disaster!

However, this is a difficult choice for Drogo. If Enzo is really an evil alien, then the power to reverse the situation in the savage forest hunting war must also come from him.

In order to save everyone, the opponent did not hesitate to expose Enzo's own powers. Could it be that the Tatar tribe turned around and wanted to execute him?

Drogo gritted his teeth.

"Forget it, let's wait." Drogo shook his head slightly, comforting himself in his heart and said, "No evil being has been born in the Solu Plain for hundreds of years. Maybe everything is just an accident."

"What's more, even if Enzo has become an evil alien, he has shown no signs of approaching the God of Disaster, and may not bring disaster to the tribe."

Drogo kept thinking in his mind and made up his mind: "The harvest hunt is over. Let's lead the tribe back to the tribe first and let Enzo accept the test of the blood-killing god in front of the god-given stone monument. Then we will know whether he is evil or not!"

Thinking of this, Drogo was full of confidence.

In the world of war ghosts, the God of Blood Killing and the God of Disaster are like opposites, and are naturally hostile. Therefore, the god-given stone tablet also has the ability to detect evil. If Enzo is really corrupted, there is no way to pretend it.

"Evil alien?"

Next to him, Enzo's eyes flashed, thinking about the information about the evil beings in his heart, and said secretly: "The existences that awaken magic abilities in this world are called evil beings. Judging from Drogo's reaction, it seems that he is not interested in this kind of existence." Full of fear!"

"But it doesn't matter!"

"Anyway, my power has been restored through practice. The strength of the second-level wizard is enough to sweep across the entire Solu Plain. Even if the Tatar tribe cannot continue to accommodate me for some reasons, it is not a big deal."

Then, Enzo shook his head, followed the Tatar tribe hunting team, and continued to move forward.

…

In the evening, the heavy rain stopped slightly.

The Tatar tribe's hunting team stopped on a flat wasteland. Drogo directed the blood warriors to set up tents and planned to take a rest here.

"In three more days, this year's harvest hunting will be over." Drogo muttered to himself as he looked in the direction of the Tatar tribe.

In previous years, the harvest hunt would only last about ten days.

But this time, the Tatar tribe wandered in the wasteland for nearly twenty days, mainly because they were attracted by the wrong intelligence of the Pramo tribe before and wasted a lot of time in order to capture the so-called Silver-horned Cunning.

After they discovered that everything was a trap, Drogo immediately ordered everyone to leave the savage forest and return to the hunting grounds in the middle of the plains. They seized the time to hunt, and only then did they catch enough prey for the tribe to survive the Black Mist Season.

The harvest season is coming to an end, and this heavy rain seems to herald the arrival of the black fog season. Drogo and others must return to the tribe with all the prey before the black fog sweeps across the plains.

Not long after, a simple camp appeared on the wasteland, with the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe taking turns guarding the surrounding area.

Suddenly, a wolf howled in the distance.

"The Brar Pack again?"

Enzo frowned slightly, with a flash of light in his eyes. Using the vision of the shadow crows in the sky, he discovered a group of running wolves on the plain in the distance.

Compared with the Brar gray wolf, the wolves that appeared this time were smaller in size. The two teeth on the lower jaw were extremely sharp, and the hair on the body was brown. Only the leader of the wolf king was completely black, with a lusty luster in his vertical pupils. Blood luster.

"This is... a sharp-toothed wolf?"

Enzo raised his brows and discovered that the wolves running on the plains were not Brar gray wolves, but another sharp-toothed wolf known for its cunning and cruelty.

"Everyone, prepare to fight!"

After hearing the howling of wolves, Drogo immediately grabbed the bronze spear and ordered to everyone in the camp.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the camp.

The blood warriors were all on alert, but there was no fear at all emotionally. Instead, they seemed extremely excited. The War Ghost Clan was never afraid of fighting, not to mention that during the harvest hunting period, encountering wolves meant harvesting more prey, which they could not ask for. .

"Perhaps we can end this year's harvest hunt early!" Next to him, a blood warrior smiled on his face.

The blood warriors of the Tatar tribe, led by Drogo, stood ready, but after the wolf howl just now, there was no sign of the wolves.

"Going around to the back?"

On the spot, Enzo's eyes flashed, with an unexpected expression on his face, and he said thoughtfully, ": It does seem to be more cunning than the Brar Gray Wolf, and he actually knows how to use the tactics of attacking in the east and attacking in the west!"

The sharp-toothed wolves are indeed desolate beasts known for their cunning. After they howled directly in front, they did not attack from that side, but silently circled to the back of the camp.

Everyone in the Tatar tribe's hunting team focused their attention on the front. No one expected that the sharp-toothed wolves would sneak up from behind.

Fortunately, Enzo has deployed shadow crows in the sky to monitor everything below.

"Leader Drogo, there seems to be movement behind us."

Enzo walked to Drogo and reminded him casually.

Drogo turned around and frowned immediately.

He also felt the smell coming from the approaching wolves behind the camp, so he quickly shouted to alert everyone.

Ouch!

The next moment, in the darkness, a sharp-toothed wolf jumped out. It didn't make any sound, but it looked extremely fierce.

"Watch your back!" Drogo shouted.

Immediately afterwards, he threw the bronze spear violently, which instantly penetrated the sharp-toothed wolf's abdomen and nailed it directly to the ground. Compared to the Brar gray wolf, the sharp-toothed wolf's combat effectiveness was obviously weaker.

But their characteristic is cunning.

After the sharp-toothed wolves failed to attack from behind, the wolves immediately began to disperse and surrounded them from all directions. The howls of wolves continued to sound. Under the dark night, it was impossible to distinguish the number.

"It seems that these sharp-toothed wolves should have been targeting us for a long time."

There was a trace of solemnity on Drogo's face. The sharp-toothed wolves deliberately chose to attack at night, intending to take advantage of their own advantages. In the dark, their visual abilities can be brought into full play.

"Is that the wolf?"

On the spot, Enzo's face was expressionless, and the luster in his eyes flickered slightly. Using the vision of the shadow crow in the sky, he saw a sharp-toothed wolf standing like a human on the plain in the distance, silently watching the hunting team's camp. direction.

Unlike Brar gray wolves, sharptooth wolves are known for their cunning.

Therefore, in a group of such wild beasts, the alpha wolf is often more intelligent and good at commanding the group to achieve his own goals.

Just like this time.

The sharp-toothed wolf king kept howling on the plain in the distance, directing the sharp-toothed wolves to disperse in four directions. However, he did not rush to launch a large-scale attack. He only sent a few sharp-toothed wolves to conduct tentative attacks.

"Is it looking for opportunities?" Enzo raised his eyebrows, with a strange expression on his face.

The sharp-toothed wolf, which is clearly a desolate beast, seems to know better strategies than the war ghosts. Not only does it use the night environment as an opportunity to attack, but it is also aware of the strength gap between the wolf pack and the Tatar tribe's hunting team, so it plans to delay time and consume the hunt. The strength of the team.

Ouch!

At this time, another wolf howl came. From the north of the camp, dozens of sharp-toothed wolves suddenly launched an attack and rushed into the camp crazily. A blood warrior was caught off guard and fell to the ground.

"Moses!" The companions around him exclaimed.

The blood warrior Moses, who was thrown to the ground, quickly activated the power of blood in his body, roared and tried to stand up, but several sharp-toothed wolves bit his limbs, giving no chance.

Drogo frowned slightly and turned away.

Just as he was about to throw the bronze spear to help Moses escape, several sharp-toothed wolves suddenly bit Moses' legs and quickly dragged him into the darkness. The spear thrown by Drogo was immediately nailed to the ground. ,

In the darkness, the roar of Moses came.

The sharp-toothed wolves dragged Moses into the darkness, but did not rush to kill him. Instead, they used their claws to leave scars on his body, like a cat catching a mouse, with a playful feeling.

"Damn wild beast!"

Around them, several blood warriors were furious and rushed out without hesitation. Just as Drogo was about to stop them, the western area of ​​the camp was also attacked by sharp-toothed wolves, and another blood warrior was also thrown to the ground.

"Are you planning to distract the hunting party?"

Enzo stroked his chin and took advantage of the vision of the shadow crows in the sky. He was always paying attention to the dynamics around him. The sharp-toothed wolves attacked from different directions in order to distract the hunting team.

At the same time, after they dragged the blood warrior Moses out of the camp, they did not use the method of wolves biting his throat and killing him with one blow. Instead, they used torture to make Moses suffer.

The purpose of doing this is to allow the hunting team to rescue.

The blood warriors of the Tatar tribe are all protected by the camp. The wolf attack will inevitably suffer great damage, so attracting them outside becomes the most suitable strategy.

After all, wolves have night vision and can see clearly in the dark.

"Light the torch!"

Seeing that two blood warriors were suddenly attacked by wolves and dragged out of the camp, Drogo, as the leader of the tribe, naturally could not let them go, so he could only order the lighting of torches and command several blood warriors to rescue them.

Several blood warriors immediately lit torches.

However, the air in the plains where it had just rained was very humid. The torches were quickly extinguished after they were lit. The wolf's vertical pupils on the plains in the distance flickered, seeming to reveal a hint of cunning.

"Could it be that the rainy night attack is also its plan?"

Enzo felt a little unbelievable. In his opinion, no matter how cunning the sharp-toothed wolf was, it belonged to the category of wild beasts. How could it have such terrifying wisdom, not only knowing how to take advantage of the environment, but even seizing the right opportunity.

Ouch!

The howls of wolves continued to sound all around, and several blood warriors rushed out of the camp. When they were about to rescue Moses, they found that the sharp-toothed wolf retreated quickly, dragging the blood warriors farther away, as if they wanted to disperse the power of the camp.

For a time, some of the blood warriors in the hunting team were attracted by the wolves outside the camp and kept moving away from everyone.

At the same time, a wolf howled in the distance.

Deep in the plain, hundreds of Brar gray wolves suddenly appeared. There was no alpha wolf among them, but they moved in groups and instantly surrounded several blood warriors who rushed out of the camp.

"How can this be?"

Drogo took a breath of air, with an incredible expression on his face. The Brar gray wolf and the sharp-tooth wolf actually reached a cooperative relationship, and the two wolf packs worked together to besiege the Tatar tribe's hunting team.

This is a scene Drogo has never seen before, but it really happened!

"Is it the sharp-toothed wolf king who controls the Brar wolves?"

Enzo's face was still calm, but there was a flash of thoughtfulness in his eyes. There was no wolf king among the Brar gray wolves, but they cooperated with the sharp-toothed wolves. This was obviously controlled by the sharp-toothed wolf king. .

Moreover, Enzo felt an unusual aura from the sudden appearance of this group of Brar gray wolves.

Their movements are very stiff, especially when running.

After the Brar gray wolves appeared, they quickly launched an attack on the camp. Different from the cunning of the sharp-tooth wolves, they appeared to be very ferocious. After a few pounces, they entered the camp and bitten the surrounding blood warriors crazily.

A Brar gray wolf rushes towards Enzo!

Enzo's eyes flashed. Taking advantage of the darkness of the night, the shadow witchcraft was activated. A shadow turned into a thread and wrapped around the legs of the Brar gray wolf, instantly pulling it out of the air and killing it easily.