Polishing a weapon is not just about rubbing it on a stone. There are requirements for polishing skills and the material of the whetstone.

If the technique is not good, it is even possible to directly wear a good weapon!

Although Hua Snake has only mastered the most basic maintenance methods, he is still better than Hussere who knows nothing about it.

The harvest players happily packed up their loot and prepared to transport it back to the camp at dawn.

Some players also found well-preserved and relatively clean food from the collected materials and processed it.

Although the surrounding environment was filthy and filled with the smell of blood, the orange gray elf tribe illuminated by dozens of bonfires was full of joy.

But at this moment, in the night sky of the Wailing Plains, which was filled with howling winds, a long howling sound could be faintly heard.

Most players didn't realize what was happening and continued to joke.

But Flower Snake's expression changed and she quickly dropped the whetstone in her hand, jumped up and rushed out of the Gray Elf settlement.

The players who didn't know what happened looked at each other.

The chief also grabbed the weapon vigilantly and yelled at the players to get ready for battle.

Soon the flower snake rushed back into the Gray Elf tribe, and said to the chief and the others with an ugly face: "It's Steppenwolf! There are many of them!"

At this time, he didn't need to remind everyone, because everyone was aware of it, because the howls of wolves echoed in the night sky one after another, and they were still approaching rapidly.

"How come there are so many..."

Before the chief finished his sentence, he reacted.

His face changed greatly as he looked at the gray elf corpses in the gray elf tribe that had been roughly cleaned up by the players and piled up into dozens of corpse mountains: "It smells of blood!"

"It seems that in the past few days, we have seen a lot of Steppenwolves around the camp."

Some players on the side suddenly said: "But usually there are only one or two lone wolves, how come a pack of wolves appears?"

The chief, Hua She and Gan Tofu looked at each other in confusion. What else could be the reason?

The monkeys have been around the camp for the past two days, massacring the gray elf settlement.

It was fine during the day, but at night when the Steppenwolves appeared, the pervasive smell of blood was carried far away by the strong winds on the Howling Plains.

It attracted wolves from the surrounding areas and even from the depths of the Howling Plains. The feasting Steppenwolves tasted the sweetness and naturally gathered more and more densely.

However, they did not dare to express their guesses at this time. They could only ask the players to prepare for defense and burn the bonfire even more vigorously. As long as they persisted until morning, the wolves would naturally disperse.

But they obviously underestimated the appeal of the tens of thousands of gray elf corpses to Steppenwolf in the gray elf tribe.

They have been in this environment for a long time and have become accustomed to the strong smell of blood around them.

He didn't realize that the strong smell of the blood flowing from the gray spirit's corpse was a huge temptation to Steppenwolf's sensitive sense of smell.

However, within a short time, groups of wolves were heard outside the Gray Elf tribe, with the sound of running hooves and echoing roars coming from a distance.

The players in the tribe turned pale and clenched their weapons, guarding the entrance to the tribe as if facing a formidable enemy.

Although dead wood and waste were urgently moved to block the entrance, there was still a question as to whether the gray elf tribe's garbage dump wall, which was only two meters high at most, could block the huge Steppenwolf.

Perhaps it was the blazing bonfires in the Gray Elf tribe that frightened the Steppenwolves, making them afraid to attack rashly.

But as more and more wolves gathered, an impatient Steppenwolf finally roared uncontrollably and rushed towards the entrance.

However, the flying stones thrown by the players who were waiting at the entrance hit it so hard that it roared in pain, turned around and fled back into the darkness.

But in the sudden appearance of Steppenwolf, Houssele, who once again picked up the double-wielding swords, saw the opponent's appearance clearly.

It was a giant wolf with a shoulder height of more than one meter. Its huge head and bloody mouth full of fangs made it look particularly ferocious.

And under the thick gray fur, the rolling muscles make its strong body look as strong as a calf.

It can be seen from the reactions of the players that these huge Steppenwolves pose a much greater threat to them than the Gray Elves, otherwise even semi-senior players like the Chief would not have a look of fear on their faces.

AI-EO also projected basic data about Steppenwolf in real time:

Six Ears/.Steppenwolf: Combat Strength Assessment LV.20;

Six ears/.Constitution 15/strength 13/agility 15/intelligence 2/perception 12/charisma 6;

Six ears/senses: dim vision, keen sense of smell;

Six ears/.Life 740/740 (Physique 15+Racial base 20+Attribute increase 2)×Level 20;

Six ears/.Damage 1-41 (Natural 1-7+Strength 13+Level 20+Strength increase 1);

Six ears/.Defense 17 (natural 15 + agility increase 2);

Six ears/.Speed ​​50 feet/second;

…

Strong vitality, high damage, low defense, these attributes are still secondary.

The main reason is that Steppenwolf's speed is astonishing, almost equal to that of Houssele in light condition.

This is why players are so afraid of this kind of wilderness hunter.

Not to mention fighting with him, once he is targeted, there is little hope of escaping!

One Steppenwolf launched a tentative attack, as if giving the wolves a signal to charge.

They began to rush toward the entrance one after another, trying to get over the obstacles that the players had hurriedly built, but were knocked back one after another by the concentrated fire of the players.

"Don't panic!"

“Light a bonfire at the entrance!”

"Gather up remotely and attack in batches! A single stone throw has no effect on them!"

The chief in charge of the command shouted: "Get ready for close combat. Flower Snake and his scouts should be careful of the surrounding areas. Watch out for them jumping in from other places!"

Under the leadership of the chief, the players calmed down a little.

However, after discovering that they could not rush in through the entrance, more and more Steppenwolves tried to jump over the wall of the Gray Elf tribe, but they howled in pain when they were stabbed by sharp objects densely inserted on the garbage pile.

It has to be said that the gray elves are indeed a species that can coexist with the steppenwolves on the Wailing Plains.

Although the walls they built were not high, they were very wide, and there were densely packed sharp sticks and bone spurs stuck in the gaps between the piles of debris.

It is difficult for Steppenwolf, who is good at sprinting and jumping, to directly cross this obstacle, and if he falls on a wooden spear or bone spur, his soft abdomen is likely to be pierced.

Thanks to the tribal wall as a barrier, the players were able to barely hold on to the entrance and engage in a stalemate with the wolves.
Chapter completed!