In Aldridge's mind there is the memory of the Timberwolves living in the Gorand Forest.

They live in packs, are cunning like foxes, often hunt at night, and are one of the most troublesome creatures for adventurers.

However, there will never be a Timberwolves near the area where Baztan beasts are active. The cunning Timberwolves are never willing to provoke such giant beasts, especially when there are plenty of prey in the forest.

Aldridge thought so too, but the wolf howl he heard was not far away, as if it was nearby.

It seems that I went in the wrong direction just now, away from the area where the Baztan beast lives. Aldrich doesn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Aldridge stood up, held the Strelling Snake Staff in his hand, and looked around vigilantly.

About 10 minutes later, a pair of small green light bulbs appeared in the dark forest. Aldrich looked around and counted roughly 15 in total!

"It's not lonely anymore."

Aldrich licked his dry lips, and the black mist rushed out without reservation, completely covering his body.

His brain was spinning rapidly, thinking of countermeasures.

In the face of the attack of 15 Timberwolves, even if the black fog can block their fangs and claws, if they don't fight back, they will be exhausted and die sooner or later.

Thinking of this, he looked at the silhouettes emerging from the forest one by one, took out a dagger with his backhand and slashed the back of his hand, allowing blood to flow onto the Strelin snake staff.

"Ow!"

One of the Timberwolves raised his head and howled, and then all the Timberwolves rushed over!

At the top of the Strelin snake rod, which had absorbed the blood, a familiar red light appeared in the eyes of the strange snake. Aldrich aimed it at the Timberwolves who were closest to him, and it immediately stopped moving, its eyes were blank.

Aldridge only had time to shout "indiscriminate attack" in a voice that contained "spirit" before being overwhelmed by the swarming wolves.

The hypnotized wolf seemed to understand Aldridge's words, madly pounced on its closest kind, and bit the hapless neck with its stinky mouth!

The surrounding Timberwolves roared a few times, regarded it as an enemy, and rushed towards it.

Aldridge is like a small boat drifting in the sea, shaken by external force, but unscathed.

He fell to the ground, and his field of vision was filled with the fangs and claws of the Timberwolves, but the 'hardened' black mist was an iron wall, and they could not break through.

It's like watching a 4D movie.

Aldridge took a few seconds to become familiar with the feeling of being attacked madly. He tried his best to pull his right hand out of a wolf's mouth, pulled out the dagger from his waist, and stabbed straight forward!

He didn't know where he was stabbed, but he heard the howl of a Timberwolves.

Pull it out quickly, stab it again, pull it out again, stab it again!

Aldrich turned into a steam piston and kept repeating this movement. His right hand was tired and he changed his left. The clever wolf bit the hand holding the dagger, and he immediately switched to the other hand to give it a shot.

With only a dozen knives, the attack of the Timberwolves faded like a tide, sobbing and not daring to go forward!

Aldridge was finally able to get up and looked in the direction of the tent for the first time.

Fortunately, there was a bonfire over there, and the Timberwolves did not approach, which made Aldridge relieved.

Looking at the Timberwolves, three of them were already lying on the ground breathing out more and less air. Two of them were stabbed in the neck by him, and one was stabbed close to the heart by him.

There were also seven or eight blood holes poked out of their bodies, but the location was not fatal.

And the second-fifth boy who was turned against by Aldridge had died under the joint bite of several companions. His death was undoubtedly brilliant, and he took away the life of one of its kind.

Aldrich is not afraid of blood. He has seen too much blood and wounds. At this time, his fighting spirit surged, and he took the initiative to take a dagger and swooped at a wolf!

This battle will never stop, the unity of the wolves is beyond doubt, seeing Aldrich rushing towards his companions, and rushing up with blood.

Aldridge successfully fell on the target, no matter what he struggled to find an approximate position, he would just drop a dagger in the middle of his neck, but he was also thrown to the ground by other wolves again.

prick! prick! prick!

Aldridge, who was accustomed to this rhythm, was more precise, and stabbed a dagger every time he saw a key exposed.

Aldridge didn't dare to let them escape. When he killed five more wolves, he calmly stopped attacking the key points and started to focus on the two forelimb joints of these guys, making sure to abolish their mobility.

Before the wolves could react, Aldridge had already tried his best to get up and threw down the last wolf with mobility, and stabbed the heart with a knife.

"Ugh..."

"Ha ha..."

The whimper of the wolves mixed with Aldrich's heavy breathing, but the battle ended there. Aldridge lost his physical strength unscathed, but the wolves were about to end.

This is a Beyonder, even if Aldrich is only rank 0 and is not good at fighting, he is already beyond the realm of ordinary humans.

Aldridge's arm muscles had become sore and even a little weak, but he still got up and killed the seven Timberwolves who were still rolling and struggling on the ground.

"The earth goddess is above, you will return to the embrace of the mother goddess."

There is no mercy, but Aldrich will whisper in a low voice every time he strikes, not his belief in the Mother Earth, but his regret for life.

He is not a virgin. He killed many experimental animals when he was studying medicine, but life itself is precious, and he is full of awe.

Perhaps in the eyes of the 'God', his life is also so fragile.

Looking at the wolf corpses all over the floor, Aldrich unconsciously thought of Uriel, the follower of the Mother of All Snakes, how devout he is!

However, the Mother of Ten Thousand Snakes did not pay attention to this tiny bug, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com His family mysteriously ended his life without any effort.

Is there anything wrong with the Timberwolves? No, they just follow nature's rules, follow instinctive choices, survive the fittest, and that's it.

Weakness is the original sin, life is fragile, and weak life is even more fragile.

For the first time, Aldridge felt a sense of urgency, and he wanted to improve his life level as soon as possible.

"After returning, be promoted to rank 1 as soon as possible."

Secretly made a decision in his heart, Aldridge put away his sensibility, calmly took out the hemolytic potion that covered the **** smell from his backpack, and sprinkled the powder on every Timberwolves.

This can effectively remove the smell of blood and reduce the possibility of attracting more predators.

As for avoiding it entirely, Aldridge doesn't have that illusion.

After sitting down again, Aldridge's body and spirit reached the limit, and he didn't want to stand up.

But he didn't dare to fall asleep, his sleepiness was surging like a tide, and he was about to be unable to hold on.

Aldrich shook his head again to drive away the drowsiness and couldn't bear it any longer. He gritted his teeth, narrowed his eyes, and slashed his arm with a dagger!

"Oh shit!"

The wound was not big, similar to the wound caused by accidentally cutting a vegetable with his hand, but it still made him scream in pain, but his spirit was suddenly lifted.

Such a wound is only a matter of 10 seconds for Aldrich, who possesses 'Super Speed ​​Regeneration', but he controls his 'Spirit' not to mobilize his Beyonder powers. He relies on this pain to resist the intense drowsiness.

The blood loss was not large, and since he was by the fire, he wasn't afraid that the smell of blood would spread.

Aldridge didn't know why he used this stupid way. He just felt in a trance and didn't have much ability to think.