The Fourth Volume Ice Field Road 002. Night Battle 2

  "Corpse wolf!?" Chenchen's uncertain voice appeared in Du Fan's mind, "How can this creature appear here? Isn't it said that only the southern swamp areas will have such a demon beast?"

  Du Fan was taken aback and knew that Chenchen had recognized this demon beast. He hastily asked in his heart, "Does this demon beast have any weaknesses?"

  "I... I'm not very clear either, but I seem to have seen this demon before, however... I don't remember what its weakness is..." Chenchen seemed to be in a bit of pain, "But... but... when facing this demon, you must be careful... if all else fails... just run away quickly..."

  After saying this, no matter how Du Fan asked in his mind, Chenchen didn't make a sound again. Du Fan vaguely suspected that Chenchen might have remembered something from the past, but at this critical moment, he couldn't stop to ask Chenchen carefully, and could only grit his teeth and cast his gaze forward.

  At this moment, although there are still occasional flashes of fierce light, it seems that the previous attack has also triggered the ferocity of these three corpse wolves. Their teeth and claws have grown several times longer than when they were first seen, and their movements are now many times faster.

  Only one Templar knight was seen, the knight's sword in his hand flashed, and he suddenly slashed at the head of one of the undead wolves. "Puchi---" The knight's sword pierced into the wolf's brain.

  However, the corpse wolf seemed to be fine, it let out a hoarse howl and lifted its paw, swiping at the Holy Temple Knight.

  The Templar Knight was at a disadvantage, with no equipment on his body and unable to pull out the long sword in his hand. He gritted his teeth, gathering all his energy together to form a protective shield of light...

  Hūn

  With a miserable cry, the Temple Knight's figure was violently knocked flying out, his body heavily smashing into a tree trunk and falling to the ground. After he opened his mouth, a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out. Fortunately, due to the properties of the Radiant Aura, that last desperate blow from earlier managed to block the fatal strike. If not for the protection of the Radiant Aura, this 6th-level Temple Knight would probably have been finished off.

  The remaining Temple Knights saw their companion's appearance, and their faces couldn't help but change. These people were carefully selected, and although they weren't the strongest in the Temple Knights, they could stir up a storm of blood and rain anywhere on the Roland continent. But in front of these three corpse wolves, sixth-level aura was nothing. This was no wonder, considering what had happened to that Snow Fox mercenary group earlier.

  Since they were able to enter the icy tundra, the Snow Fox Mercenary Group's strength was definitely not weak, but facing these three Corpse Wolves resulted in this outcome, just thinking about it sends shivers down one's spine.

  "Honk——honk——"

  Two more Templars were knocked flying, and of the ones who had followed Dufan here, only Ferré was left, plus one other. The three corpse wolves seemed to have realized that these Templars were the main force among this group, and having just knocked two of them flying, they pounced on the remaining two.

  Ferr's face was pale, they didn't wear any armor, facing these corpse wolves, every moment required extreme caution, or else being touched once would be a fatal outcome. In this situation, fighting back felt somewhat restrictive. What's more, these corpse wolves were incredibly powerful, seemingly filled with toxic fluids, and extremely fast, not something that could be dealt with in a short time.

  Seeing several companions being knocked flying again, Ferré let out a furious roar, the knight sword in his hand slashing through the air, and the Holy Cross Slash was swung out once more. This time, perhaps due to using all his strength, the holy light on the cross slash was burning fiercely.

  Faced with this move, those zombie wolves seemed to have a few points of fear, their bodies shrunk, and they were about to dodge.

  Another Templar shouted on the spot and twisted his sword in his hand, also swinging out several holy light cross slashes.

  Only a few "puffs" were heard, and the first rotten wolf corpse had a deep wound that could be seen to the bone on its back...

  That Templar Knight has charged out, the holy light on his knight sword is flashing, apparently all the aura of light on his body has condensed onto it, that is to say he has abandoned defense.

  The power and speed of this sword are not bad, as long as it hits the corpse wolf, it can probably cut it in half. However, the corpse wolf suddenly retreated, opened its mouth, and a black tongue rolled out from inside its mouth. The tongue was covered with sharp hooks and reverse thorns, and the black color on top of it was emitting puffs of green smoke.

  The face of the Templar changed drastically, but apparently he had already let go, his sword's momentum unchanged, still beckoning towards the head of the rotting wolf corpse.

  At this time, Ferré suddenly shouted loudly and rushed towards the Temple Knight, while the knight's sword in his hand swung with all its might towards the black long tongue that had suddenly appeared.

  All that could be heard were two "peng" sounds, and the knight's sword in Ferre's hand chopped onto the suddenly appearing tongue of the rotting wolf corpse. A brittle sound was heard, and the high-quality knight's sword broke into two halves. However, with this one move, Ferre still managed to push that Temple Knight to one side. The two of them rolled around on the snowy ground for a while, and also dodged that nearly fatal blow.

  Even the holy knight's sword, forged from fine steel and infused with a hint of secret silver, couldn't withstand the tongue of this corpse wolf, which shows just how aberrant its tongue has become.

  But although that tongue was cut off by Ferre, its momentum didn't decrease at all. After a turn in the air, it swung towards Du Fan's direction.

  Du Fan knew that even if he went all out, he might not be a match for these Temple Knights. So facing this undead wolf, he naturally didn't have any chance of winning.

  At this moment, there was only one thing to do, gritting his teeth, the silver moon in his hand blocked his chest, and the other hand had long been secretly holding a magic scroll, which suddenly flew out.

  Inside this magic scroll was an ice wall spell, and in this icy snowy land, the power of this spell was extremely great. Suddenly, an ice wall appeared and blocked Du Fan's path.

  But unexpectedly, when the tongue of the corpse wolf slapped against the ice wall, it suddenly turned around and stabbed forward like a snow fox mercenary who was lying on the ground shivering.

  That guy had already exhausted himself in the previous escape and killing, at this moment except for trembling there was no other use, plus lying in the icy snow for a while, his hands and feet were frozen stiff, even if he wanted to avoid it, he was powerless.

  He let out a blood-curdling scream as his chest was pierced, and due to the massive inertia, his body was sent flying into mid-air before getting hung on that tongue.

  In less than a second, his entire body turned black and he was dead beyond all possibility of resurrection.

  His body then melted into the black tongue like a candle, bit by bit.

  In less than a moment, he was eaten clean!!!

  Du Fan finally understood how these rotten corpses "ate" people, but in his heart, apart from fear, he felt even more disgusted.

  Finally, that tongue slowly and quietly retracted back in.

  The Knights Templar and Snow Fox mercenaries lying on the ground stared at that tongue, afraid it would suddenly roll towards them. Several of them had already closed their eyes and waited for death.

  At this moment, Du Fan stared at the corpse wolf, but his eyes flickered. He immediately put the Silver Moon Long Sword in his hand into the storage ring, then his hands searched around and soon the gaps between his fingers were filled with magic scrolls.

  At this time, the tongue had already withdrawn into the mouth of the corpse wolf. The three corpse wolves walked forward one after another towards the nearest Holy Temple Knight, as if playing a game of cat and mouse. Facing the human who was now completely unable to resist, they seemed to be preparing to savor him bit by bit.

  As for Du Fan, although he was still standing, the magic beast's innate sensory ability was extremely strong and could instantly distinguish that Du Fan's strength posed no threat to them. At this point, they had already classified Du Fan as a "helpless" food that couldn't resist.

  Du Fan furrowed his brow, and the magic scrolls in his hand first threw out a few. These were auxiliary magic scrolls, such as "Quick Technique", "Frenzied Technique" and "Iron Armor Technique". Du Fan was like he didn't care about his life, smashing them onto himself.

  However, Du Fan's heart was extremely depressed. Compared to those aggressive magic scrolls, this auxiliary magic scroll was not only difficult to make but also more expensive. With just one throw, it had already cost a small city's annual tax revenue, making Du Fan feel a sharp pain in his heart!

  Damn it! Others fight with aura, with magic! I, the young master, fight with money. Damn it, this one fight has already cost me tens of thousands of gold coins. In this world, I really can't find anyone who is as extravagant as myself!

  However, thinking about it, the reinforcements were slow to arrive, and Du Fan couldn't just wait for death with his eyes closed. He also didn't want to expose the secret that he knew magic, so naturally, he could only desperately spend money. If this money was gone, he could still swindle and cheat, but if his life was gone, then everything would really be gone.

  Finally, after smashing the last "Wind Shield" on himself, Du Fan's heart finally settled down. With the support of various auxiliary magic, although there was not much Dou Qi in his body, his speed and strength had already surpassed those of the Temple Knights.

  At this moment, he flipped his palm again, and in his hand were dozens of magic scrolls, which had just turned out to be outside the ice wall.