our family is gone

Chapter 367 Glorious Appearance
The deafening roar erupted instantly when the two axes collided. It was caused by the high-speed collision between the metals. The power contained in it exploded at this moment, and there was no confrontation between any fancy forces.

But in the next second, Bahrain could be seen taking a few steps back before stabilizing his figure. The right arm holding the ax was trembling faintly, and it was obvious that he had fallen into a disadvantage in the confrontation of the force just now.

And the well-maintained logging ax in his hand showed an obvious crack.

On the contrary, the figure of the war wolf did not change, but only he could feel the impact of this guy in front of him.

It seems that he has not received any training, nor has he been watched by the spirit of nature, but he has such power... Is it the extraordinary blood?

This son must not stay!

Zhan Lang already had a decision in his heart, and immediately became serious, swinging the battle ax in his hand.

When Bahrain saw that the ax was damaged, he began to get angry. This ax is his tool for eating. He usually takes good care of it after using it before putting it back. It is very precious.

How can we cut down trees now that it has become like this?Isn't this just smashing your own job?

Before, he was a little bit reserved for fear of breaking it, but now he completely ignores other things, and he swung his ax and chopped it over.

"Give me back my axe!"

The logging ax collided with the battle ax again...

Why couldn't the three teams beat those barbarian fighters before?

Because the war wolf and the one-eyed wolf king broke through the formation in an instant, these soldiers who trained and focused on the formation seemed a little weak once they were divided.

However, the sudden insertion of this new force changed the situation. After the Wolf Warriors were stopped in Bahrain, a team that was in good condition faced the warrior who was maimed by Grindel. It was a one-sided massacre.

But the terrifying strength of the wolf warrior is enough to instantly destroy this advantage. This situation once brought a very deep feeling to Grindel.

This is the gap in high-end combat power, no one can block the casual blow of the war wolf.

But now this person is blocking it. Although he is at a disadvantage, he may not have no chance.

Greendale, who was still a little flustered, couldn't help but feel a burst of strength at this moment.

Immediately, he took out an unknown object from his pocket and threw it towards the war wolf, raising his hand and waving his staff to cast it.

The moment the thing hit the ground, it was awakened from a dormant state, and a black vine grew within two or three seconds after taking root in the ground.

Wire vine!
Also produced in the mountains, the thickness of fingers can make it difficult for wild boars to break free. It is known for its super toughness, and it was domesticated and used by the deer head tribe just like strangle grass.

No matter how innate divine power Bahrain has, he has not received professional combat training. He can rely on strength to suppress those white wolves and fighters. However, against an enemy with stronger strength and experience, like the war wolf, it is very difficult to fight against him based on his instinct alone. Unrealistic.

But Hamlet has never had a tradition of fighting alone, the main thing is to fight alone, you alone against a group of us.

The toughness of the iron wire vine is not as fragile as the strangulation grass, even the war wolf can't easily break free.

Moreover, controlling one is easier than controlling a piece of plants, as shown by the black vine attacking the wolf with a very dexterous posture, directly intervening in the battle between him and Bahrain.

Grindel controlled the wire vine with all her strength, but she didn't expect the one-eyed wolf king to come around at some point, and its target was obviously Grindale, who was the only one on the scene who could threaten the war wolf.

At this time, all the soldiers around Greendale had already gone up to fight the barbarian warriors, leaving only those who were seriously injured and unable to move, and it was impossible to stop them.

Grindale, who focused most of her attention on controlling the wire vine, didn't even notice that the one-eyed wolf king was approaching.

And for One Eye, who can kill this woman from the back with a single leap, jealousy does not only exist among human beings, although it is also a male.

But at this critical moment, a figure rushed out and directly stopped in front of Cyclops, who could it be if it wasn't Wangcai?
Wangcai did not leave, but hung behind him all the time, and his injuries began to stabilize under the action of the potion.

One was covered in bruises, and the other lost an eye. The two enemies were extremely jealous when they met, and they fought without saying a word.

It was only at this time that Greendale noticed the movement behind her, and for a moment she was a little glad that she had chosen to save Wangcai.

But it was just a little distraction on her side, how could Bahrain be the opponent of Wolf Warrior without the restraint of the iron wire vine?

When both Grindale and the sacrifice appeared, the war wolf directly seized this opportunity and exploded. How could Bahrain react to this sudden rhythm.

When the tomahawk slashed, he just instinctively raised the logging ax to block it, but no matter how powerful he was, he could not resist the full-strength swing of the metal tomahawk.

The blade of the ax directly pressed the logging ax in Bahrain's hand and fell on him. Even if the logging ax blocked it, the wooden handle couldn't withstand the violent power of the wolf, and the winner was decided.

An exaggerated wound was cut from the shoulder with the axe. If the logging ax hadn't resisted it a little, he might have split his whole body, but the serious injury also made him lose his fighting ability in an instant.

War Wolf didn't even care about that, kicked Bahrain away and pulled the tomahawk away, and rushed back towards Grindale confidently.

Those soldiers noticed this and wanted to stop him, but even Bahrain's physique couldn't bear it. These soldiers couldn't even ask him to lift the ax and stop for a while, so they directly bumped into him with his shoulders. Flying upside down, it looked as exaggerated as if it was hit by a truck.

The battle between Wangcai and the one-eyed wolf king also fell into a disadvantage. Although he also drank the medicine, his blood was still exhausted. He fell back quickly after recovering from a little state, and was directly pushed down by the one-eyed wolf king, biting the neck superior.

The interrupted ceremony was carried out again, and the last bit of strange power was pulled out, along with its already fragile vitality.

Wangcai felt the fear of death again...

Greendale couldn't take care of herself at all, watching the soldiers standing in front of her keep falling, her heart was completely filled with the pressure of despair.

It was like this last time, is it the same this time...

But this time I won't choose to run away.

Greendale seemed to have made a decision, and the face under the mask suddenly calmed down.

The last time I chose to escape was because the general situation was over, the tribe was slaughtered, and I had to survive with the burden of revenge.

But this time it won't happen, someone who can fulfill his will to avenge the Wolf Fang tribe has appeared.

As long as he died, the hatred between that man and the Langya tribe would deepen again.

She bet herself as a bargaining chip for revenge, to drag all the Wolf Fang tribe into trouble.

It seemed ridiculous, but she trusted that man inexplicably.

Because he kept his promises.

Lance gave her the legacy of the witch, but she, who was also from the Deer Head Tribe, was able to research some special things from the information.

It was just a precaution, but I didn't expect it to be used today.

"Idiot! You don't even know who you've offended, wither away..."

Grindel groaned and put her hand into her pocket, but a gunshot interrupted her thoughts.

The war wolf who was charging suddenly tilted his head, and his original movement was interrupted and stopped uncontrollably. When he turned his head, he could see a wound on his temple, and blood flowed directly across his cheek.

Fortunately, the distance of hundreds of yards greatly weakened the kinetic energy of the bullet, and coupled with the abnormal physique of the war wolf, otherwise it would not be this powerful when shot at the body.

Zhan Lang raised his hand to touch the blood on his face, he seemed a bit surprised by that, he couldn't help but turned his head to look forward, a figure with a gun on horseback with one hand appeared in sight, but was still approaching rapidly.

Of course, Greendale also noticed that, just looking back, the backlog of pressure in her heart immediately exploded.

Because that man appeared!
The one who came was naturally Lance. He was not one of those cavalry who needed preparations, and he didn't need to be stingy with horsepower and ran all the way, and finally arrived at this moment.

But the situation at the scene made him feel angry.

Damn, I'm fine if I didn't bother you, but I didn't expect you to come here first!
What's more serious is that if you don't come early or late, why do you have to wake yourself up?
And kill my people!
Everyone in Hamlet is their own bargaining chip against the ancestor, which directly touches his bottom line, but thinking of this manic feeling of Lance makes him even more restless.

The horse under his crotch seemed to be infected by this emotion and became manic, and he didn't even need to be whipped, and even sped up a little bit.

But within a hundred yards, the horse sprinted over quickly, and when it approached, the reins were tightened suddenly, causing the horse to neigh.

Glancing at the tragic battlefield, Lance waved his hand without saying a word.

Flesh reconstruction!
The mighty power of the lord fell upon those people.

Blood spurts!Relax your limbs!
The soldiers who were injured for various reasons that were lying on the ground suddenly began to react, and some of the lesser injured stood up directly.

Even the god of death has to show face to the lord, and those who are dying have also got rid of the threat of death, although there are still some sequelae of excessive blood loss.

"How dare you fucking kill my dog!"

Lance noticed that Wangcai, who was lying on the ground, had countless wounds on his body, some of which had scabbed over, but there were new wounds, and even the blood had dried up. He raised his hand and found that its head was straight tilted. The bite wound on the neck looked very hideous.

die?

When the god of death came to him, he had to stand up and toast.

[Flesh Reconstruction], the naked eye can see that the wounds on its body healed directly, without even leaving a scar.

[Blessing], a heat surged in the body, the heart that had just stopped beating again under the washing of this force, and the brain began to reflex.

It's just that Wangcai still didn't respond at this time, Lance frowned slightly, but he couldn't care so much, he could only put it on the ground first, and then turned his attention to the war wolf.

The sudden appearance of Lance directly tore apart the battlefield. The soldiers moved away from each other and regrouped to unite around Lance. Similarly, those barbarian warriors and white wolves were also attached to the war wolf.

The choice of the two sides also calmed down the chaotic situation a little, and directly formed a confrontation.

It's just that when Lance came, all the soldiers exploded immediately, and those who were injured recovered, even if they were dying, they were pulled back.

(Glory debut: all friendly parties get buff [Hamlet must win], decompression, recovery, plus virtue, plus crit...)
On the other hand, those remnant soldiers and defeated generals around Zhan Lang were almost drained of blood. If it weren't for the strong support of the secret technique, they might have fallen down long ago.

It can only be said that these barbarians' fighting will is really tenacious, but they haven't collapsed yet, and instead stared at Lance with a fierce look on their faces.

Similarly, Lance was also looking at the Wolf Warrior, whose size represented strength, and this Wolf Warrior was already two meters taller, and with that sturdy body like a bear, anyone could tell its strength.

"He is the Wolf Warrior, the chosen champion of the Wolf Fang Tribe, and his strength is even stronger than last time." Grindel came closer to Lance to remind him.

When Lance heard this, he also realized that the last time the two met was that they were slaughtered in the tribe. She was probably under a lot of pressure to overcome the psychological barrier and persist until now.

"Don't be afraid, even if I can't beat you, why don't you come with me? The two of us even killed the witch. What's more, will my strength remain the same?"

Lance's words directly reminded Grindel of the tacit cooperation in the witch's battle, which eliminated the pressure of worry in her heart at the moment.

"Be careful." Grindel held the arm to Lance, and the scent of flowers and herbs that had appeared before made her whole person feel refreshed.

It's just that the intimate behavior of the two made the war wolf unable to stand up, raised his battle ax and roared.

"Leave her alone!"

Lance had learned foreign languages ​​from Boudica, so he could understand the barbarian's language more or less.

Noticing his reaction, Lance remembered the stupid things this guy had done, a playful look appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand to pull Grindel into his arms.

Leaning over to take a deep breath, the pleasant fragrance of flowers poured into the nostrils, and the hotness of getting up was relieved.

At this time, he turned his head up and smiled at the war wolf:

"It's no wonder Dai'er doesn't like you just because you look like a dog."

Even without these words, his actions directly ignited the anger of the war wolf.

Hearing a furious roar, he picked up his battle ax and charged forward. It was obvious who his target was.

Seeing this, Greendale couldn't help but tense up, and her body tensed up subconsciously.

"It's okay, I'm here." Lance noticed her strangeness and softly comforted her, but he didn't miss her, and let her go simply.

"Kill all these people for me." Lance casually threw a sentence at the barbarian warriors.

"Lord!"

"Hamlet must win!"

"I feel the lord's gaze!"

After receiving the lord's order, the fighters on the field fanatically attacked the last few barbarian fighters.

And Lance also stared at the wolf, and his face was no longer casual, but a bit dignified.

It's one thing to say, but those who really want to underestimate Wolf Warriors are idiots.

Lance also rushed up, and the moment the two approached, the war wolf had already made a move. The tomahawk swung with all its strength and even roared. .

(End of this chapter)