Under the surprised eyes of the werewolf, Luo Huai took out a lot of raw fish and salmon.

Then he took out a bonfire and put the fish on it to roast.

A bonfire can roast four fish at the same time, but the roasting speed is very slow, far less fast than the furnace.

But Luo Huai did this on purpose, because this way he would have time to try to communicate with the werewolf.

"Can you talk?" Luo Huai asked the werewolf.

The werewolf's name has the character "person", not to mention it can hear words, it's not as irritable and irrational as the werewolf in the movie, so it should be able to speak.

The werewolf took a look at Luo Huai, and seemed to feel that they were sitting too close together, making him unsteady, so he moved to the side to make room for a little space.

It opened its mouth and wanted to speak, but unfortunately the beast's mouth was not conducive to vocalization, and in the end it only let out the roar of a beast.

The werewolf fell into deep thought, and the communication barrier was very serious.

"Did you become like this only on a full moon night?" Unable to communicate in a complicated way, Luo Huai could only ask questions that only required nodding and shaking his head.

The werewolf nodded, but suddenly, it seemed to have thought of a way, and stretched out a paw to scratch and write on the ground.

"Only when I am illuminated by the moonlight on a full moon night can I lose control of my transformation."

The handwriting is surprisingly good, it seems to be a cultural wolf.

"Are you a werewolf in this forest?"

"It should be only me, I have never seen other companions." When the werewolf wrote this, his ears were obviously drooping, and he was very frustrated.

It went on to write: "The food in the forest is always not enough... The bats on the other side of the forest seem to hate me, and beat me every time they see me..."

Perhaps it was because he hadn't talked to anyone for too long, the werewolf took Luo Huai as the object of complaint.

Luo Huai was also happy to "listen", but at the back, even he couldn't help wiping away tears for the werewolf.

The werewolf wrote a large piece on the ground eloquently, all about his difficult life from childhood to adulthood.

And from its narrative, it can be seen that werewolves have a very long lifespan, and there is no record of natural aging and death in history.

"Then have you ever tried to go outside the forest?"

Although there is only a forest in this dungeon for players, the outside world should be very vast for the existence in the dungeon, right?

But the werewolf shook his head and wrote: I tried, but there is a terrible fog on the edge of the forest. Every time I go in, I get lost, and then I can't find the way, and I don't come out until I can't hold on anymore.

There is fear in its eyes, but more despair, the kind of despair that is lonely but has to face, escape and cannot escape.

"It's like a prison."

Luo Huai frowned.

The idea of ​​signing a contract with werewolves is also more determined.

It would be fine if he didn't get in touch with it, but now he can't bear to let him leave this lonely werewolf.

However, he didn't ask for a contract right away. If the contract could be successful so easily, the priest would have done whatever he wanted.

Although the werewolf in front of him might really go with him, as long as there was something to eat.

Luo Huai was about to ask a few more questions, but suddenly, the surrounding trees creaked.

And not in one place, but in all directions, everywhere.

"What's going on here? There are other werewolves?" The Eye of Destiny turned faster and scanned the surroundings.

And Luo Huai looked at the werewolf with doubts in his eyes.

He didn't suspect that the werewolf was lying, but he just felt that it had been here for so long, maybe it knew what it was like.

"Woo..." The werewolf obviously knew it, and immediately looked up at the moon in the sky.

The full moon was just hanging at the highest point in the night sky at this time.

Anxiety permeated the werewolf. It lowered its head and wanted to say something to Luo Huai, but it could only make a whining sound.

It was too late to write on the ground, and the surrounding noise became more and more dense and loud.

The werewolf subconsciously ran in one direction, Luo Huai didn't even have time to catch up, and lost its figure after a while.

"So fast."

Luo Huai thought that the werewolf was going to leave him behind, so he quickly grabbed the shield and sword by himself, and stuck the torch on the ground.

The noise reached its peak, and Luo Huai finally saw the source.

Those grimace trees, alive...

They seem to be breaking away from the shackles of the earth, trying their best to "stand up".

The branches that I thought looked like the claws of withered bones looked more like them after they moved straight.

Every grimace tree seems to imprison a dead soul.

And fresh life is full of irresistible temptation for them, or as undead, they have the most natural resentment towards life.

"This should be considered a monster."

He concentrated on the nearest tree:

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[Introduction] They are cages, imprisoning every soul who perishes here...

If Luo Huai remembered correctly, all the trees in this forest looked like this.

If a tree counts as a dead soul...

"How many people do you have to hang up with?"

He suspected that this forest might have been a grassland at the beginning, or at most it was a small forest. UU reading www.uukanshu.com and every time a player died, a monster was left behind, and finally it grew bigger and bigger and became what it is now.

He didn't care much about the imprisoned soul in the introduction, it should only be for the existence in the dungeon.

"I don't know what happened to Brother Wolf."

He recalled the movement of the werewolf, which glanced at the moon.

It should be looking at the time, twelve o'clock in the middle of the night... This may be the time when the Howling Treants started their activities.

But now it's all like this, and it's useless to know this.

The howling treant moved very slowly, so he didn't see them move forward a meter for a long time.

But Luo Huai found that they were getting denser and denser. There was still space between the trees, but now there was no gap to sneak through.

The open space under his feet gradually became a cage.

"Surround me...but what's the use?"

But then Luo Huai realized that this group of things were called Howling Treemen...

No, these guys are not playing physical attacks!

The howling tree man had already gathered his strength, and dozens of grimaces were all aimed at Luo Huai in a circle.

Luo Huai quickly dropped her weapon and covered her ears with her hands, but it didn't help.

The sharp and ear-piercing wailing was like a real blade, piercing through the palm of his hand and directly hitting his eardrum.

He felt his whole brain trembling, and a series of body tissues serving hearing were either paralyzed or torn.

There was only a hum in my mind.

After a burst of group crying, he collapsed powerlessly.

Bleeding from seven orifices describes his current appearance, with tiny bloodstains flowing from his mouth, nose, eyes and ears.

There are also internal organs in the body, although they cannot be seen, but the severe pain all over the body shows that it is cracked.

"Ahem!"

Luo Huai only coughed a few times, and then coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood.