Who designed this underworld dungeon?

"Ah!"

The moment they saw the old wolf Fran, the wolves returned to their original postures, lowered their heads, and whimpered in obedience.

Although the old wolf was asleep, his majesty was still there.

"Don't be afraid," Dale smiled and patted the wolves' bodies, "Go to the back, I may look a little scary in a while."

"Woo"

The wolves rubbed his calves, lay beside him and were unwilling to leave. No matter how they were driven away, they couldn't be driven away. There was a hint of stubbornness in their howling.

"Why are you like donkeys?"

Dal had no choice but to give up. He looked at the motionless old wolf Fran in front of him and knelt on one knee in front of it.

At this point, all the ideological work that should be done has been done, and all the psychological preparations have been made. It is impossible to say that you are not afraid. It is unknown whether you can change back after becoming a monster.

But compared to being afraid of becoming a monster, he is more afraid of losing the familiar things around him.

Whether it is the wolf pack or the people who will have communication and contact now and in the future.

In order to protect his future friends and current strangers from the cruelty of the demons, he had to accept the power of wolf blood.

"It's pretty cool to think about it this way, like a legendary hero."

Dal couldn't help but laugh. If he was going to publish a memoir in the future, he would definitely write this cool sentence.

Maybe a hundred years later when he turned into bones, there would still be girls who admired him after reading his memoirs and came to his tombstone with tears in their eyes to offer flowers.

He looked at the old wolf of Fran and the tombstone behind him, wondering who the old wolf was guarding.

[Do you want to sign a pledge and become a Fran Guard? ]

Without a trace of hesitation, he signed the pledge.

Unlike the Sun Warrior, as the second pledge discovered by people, the Fran Guard only had to kill the intruders who disturbed the peace in the area of ​​the Fran Fortress.

The Sun Pledge would not bring any benefits to the Sun Warrior at the beginning. Perhaps like the simple Solar, the Sun Warriors had to rely on their own hands to practice the path of light and heat.

The old wolf of Fran will give people wolf blood. If you survive the test of wolf blood, your strength will be greatly improved, which is theoretically no different from the undead team of Fran.

If you can gather the wolf blood of all the undead team, you may be able to awaken the power of the fire king!

But if you fail, you will end up as a mutated corpse burned on the roadside of the Fran fortress.

Dal's breathing inadvertently became heavier, and he made a prayer gesture to the old wolf of Fran.

Dark blood seeped out of the skin of the old wolf of Fran, as if it was controlled by some kind of power and slowly climbed up Dal's body and seeped into it.

There was not much wolf blood, but it was enough to transform his body.

Dal's body was trembling, and he felt a long-standing power in his body. Suddenly, a giant wolf appeared in front of him, biting a big sword tightly, and wielding a sharp move that could only be reproduced with a wolf body in the quiet open space.

Is that the appearance of the old wolf of Fran when he was young? No, it was more like its ancestor.

Dale watched the giant wolf's figure, and he could not help but feel that he could use the same moves.

This was a memory engraved in the wolf's blood.

However, when his feeling gradually improved, as if he had also transformed into a giant wolf, an indescribable pain surged up!

"Uh, uh!"

Dale hugged his body tightly, and his body was expanding rapidly. This was not the kind of transformation that Terr had, but a more bizarre mutation!

The messy mane drilled out of the body, the muscles were torn and reorganized, and madness and chaos appeared in his eyes.

Could it be that he was going to be unable to hold on?

Dale's brain was confused because of the wolf's blood. At this moment, an illusory fire ignited in front of his eyes, which was a memory of his childhood.

He could have had a carefree childhood and a harmonious and loving family, but all of this was destroyed by a fire, a fire released by the demons.

The Chester family, Dale came from this family of animal trainers.

Because of the need to train animals, they lived away from the city and lived in the wild, but they never thought that they would be attacked by the demons.

To this day, those demons still haunt Dal in nightmares when he is asleep.

Blood and fire, burning and wailing, the roar of wild beasts and the sneer of demons.

He was the last survivor, trembling in the closet, but he was caught and met the leader of the demons.

It was a short demon with pale skin and a large purple gem on his head.

He pierced Dal's left arm, leaving a mucus in his flesh that made him live a life worse than death. The wound still hurts today.

"Well, being eaten by the wolves that live with you day and night should be very dramatic,"

He said, throwing Dal into the howling wolves and turned away.

"If you are lucky enough to survive, how about trying to seek revenge on me, Doslebo? Whether you are killed by me or I am killed by you, it must be a good drama, hehehe."

The wolves did not eat Dal. They cleverly disguised themselves as mad beasts, so they survived the hands of the demons and protected the little master.

The mucus left on Dal's left arm was licked out by the wolves, but the price was that several wolves lost their tongues forever. To this day, these old wolves who have lived for a long time are still on the farm, receiving Dal's meticulous care.

In this way, Dal and the wolf pack depend on each other until today.

Is this a revolving lantern? Am I going to turn into a monster?

Dal's will still wanted to persist, but his body was undergoing changes that seemed irreversible. His meager will was completely unable to resist the wolf blood.

"Alas"

He seemed to hear the sigh of the Fran Undead Team again. If he couldn't even pass the wolf blood level, I'm afraid the other party wouldn't even leave him a sigh.

Persist, I want to persist.

"Ah!"

At this moment, a wolf howled, not the giant wolf in his memory, but his wolf pack.

They opened their mouths and bit Dal's body, and their fangs immediately pierced the skin, and blood flowed!

What's wrong with the wolf pack? Did they regard Dal as an enemy because his appearance changed too strangely?

No, it's definitely not the case. No matter how much his appearance changes, Dal's connection with the wolf pack is a deeper bond.

That.

Dal suddenly felt that his body didn't hurt that much.

Not only that, the mutations in his body were actually regressing, the twisted muscles were recovering, the mane was falling off, and the pain was still continuing, but as long as he gritted his teeth, he could always get through it.

But at this moment, he heard the wolves whimpering in pain. Looking down, he saw blood on the corners of their mouths and their limbs twitching constantly.

At this moment, Dahl understood what the wolves had done.

They took his wolf blood and shared the test!

With this method, even if he passed the test, Dahl would not get much improvement, and could not reach the level of the Fran Undead Team, but

it was better than becoming a monster!

As long as he was with the wolves, they could also be called the Fran Undead Team!

Dahl gritted his teeth and fought madness with his will, and so did the wolves.

Time passed until everything was settled.

"Bang."

Dahl collapsed to the ground powerlessly, but he fell to the ground in a human posture. The wolves lost their strength one step earlier than him, but everyone had clear eyes.

This meant that they all survived the test of wolf blood!

They can now call themselves the Fran Guards!

A wolf blood sword grass slowly fell in front of him. For the Fran Guards, this was an item as important as the Sun Badge to the Sun Warriors.

Kill the invaders and protect the peace of the Undead Team.

Offer the Wolf Blood Sword Grass in exchange for the gift from the old wolf.

A piece of information appeared in Dahl's mind, and he suddenly laughed.

Protect the peace of the Undead Team? He can't do it now, because

it is he who will disturb the peace of the Undead Team next.

Not long after.

The sound of fighting sounded in front of the gate of the Fran Fortress, and the battle between the Soul Suckers and the Gollums started as usual.

Dahl and the wolf pack shuttled through this war. Whether it was the Soul Sucker or the Gollum, he would fight anyone who dared to attack him.

Until the end, the noisy crowd was left behind, and he came to the gate of the fortress with dignity.

This time there was no endless battle behind the door. The last of the Fran Undead Team slowly stood up with their tired bodies and looked at Dahl, as if waiting for his challenge.

Where is Dahl?

He raised his long sword horizontally and lowered his head slightly

to salute the last Abyss Watcher with the Undead Team.

The Fran Undead Squad seemed to have sensed something and paused slightly.

He also performed the ancient etiquette towards the newcomers.

“Bang! Bang!”

The sound of iron colliding with iron sounded again in the fortress.