Charles had never experienced death so closely.

Even 5 years ago, when he was the former deputy captain of the soldiers, he had never been so dangerous when he faced a group of snakes alone on a beast hunting mission.

The prairie wolf leader's smelly wolf kiss was so close that he could even see the undigested pieces of meat remaining between his teeth.

The other party was not in a hurry to kill him, just like a cat must play with the mouse after it catches it.

Charles knew very well that if the alpha wolf wanted to kill him, he could do it with just one move.

But it teases oneself like walking a dog, which no one can stand.

It's not very harmful, but it's very insulting.

In the case of mismatch in strength, the alpha wolf treated Charles like a monkey.

He was pressed down by the alpha wolf, his long tongue was scarlet and had a foul smell.

I had to vomit out all the food I had eaten the previous night.

He felt desperate and began to regret leading his team into the forest to hunt deer.

But he is the captain of the mercenary team and has a heavy burden on his shoulders.

He was also the leader of the Black Mist Exploration Team appointed by the Queen. If he died in the Wolf's Mouth, he was worried that the exploration team would be delayed in setting off.

I went through it a thousand times in my mind, and finally settled on a young man with a handsome face.

...Oh, how could I have thought of this guy...

In Charles's impression, George did have two moments, but only two.

Based on his many years of experience in observing people, magicians are usually weak and are long-range devils. Once they get close, they are like paper.

The wolves kept approaching, and the mercenaries were fighting hand to hand.

The archers had given up on shooting with arrows and jumped down from the trees one after another, pulling out the daggers hidden in their boots to contribute their last effort.

Everyone is struggling in the situation of running out of fuel and lamps.

Charles felt that death was coming. Many mercenaries had lost their voices and their hearts were beating wildly and uncontrollably.

The last bit of violent power in the body was drained out.

He entered a state of weakness.

"George."

Charles shouted.

"Captain, stay away."

The response, like the sound of nature, resounded through the dense forest.

Without thinking, Charles squeezed out the last bit of strength, moved his arms to the right, pushed his legs upward and to the right, and the wolf's kiss brushed across the tip of his nose, barely able to avoid the huge bite force of the alpha wolf.

The next second, the head of the leader of the wolf pack exploded in the air, and thick blood mixed with yellow and white things flew in all directions.

Charles was sprayed in the face.

"Hahaha, good job, George."

With a big hand, he shook off the bloody yellow and white thing. Charles raised the sword in his hand and shouted around.

"Come together and defeat the wolves."

Excited responses came from all directions.

As for the wolves, the death of the alpha wolf put the wolves into a situation without a leader, and they suddenly panicked.

Several timid wolves screamed and retreated.

There were even two outer ones that turned around and ran into the dense forest and never appeared again.

The mercenaries who were knocked to the ground struggled to get up and charged towards the wolves as if they had been given blood.

The archer quickly climbed up the tree, drew his arrow, and shot at the wild wolf.

one,

two,

Wolves keep falling,

Wails filled the field.

"violent."

"charge."

"Focus."

"heroic."

A variety of attack methods flickered in the forest.

Once the alpha wolf dies, the buffs of the wolf pack disappear instantly, making attacks much easier.

Once the wolf's heart was gone, the humans charged forward bravely, and the strength of both sides changed direction and rushed out.

After killing the alpha wolf, Heiyuan's temples felt a twinge of pain.

He knew very well that this was a sign of excessive use of mental power and there were signs of loss of power.

Then, the situation between the enemy and ourselves was still unclear.

There were two more powerful male wolves beside the alpha wolf, fighting in the crowd.

They discovered the human who killed the leader and locked onto him.

Charles was dealing with three coyotes and had no time to return to defense.

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Archers, cover."

The arrows of the four archers were all aimed at the two deputy leaders.

However,

Still a step too slow.

The arrow flew straight into the soil behind the wild wolf.

"George, run!" Charles shouted.

That's too late.

Seeing that Heiyuan was about to be knocked down by the two deputy leaders, Charles rushed over. He had lost his violent state and was weak and tired.

It's just a matter of willpower that keeps me going.

He didn't catch up.

He watched helplessly as two coyotes knocked George down and pinned him down.

The mercenaries' eyes were red, and no matter how slow-minded they were, they could see the situation clearly.

The one who turned the tide just now was this young man they called a pretty boy, who teased and sarcastically said that he was only capable on a woman's belly.

The final madness begins.

The surviving mercenaries used their last strength to annihilate all the remaining wolves.

Many people were crying, leaning against the big tree, unable to muster any strength.

Only a few people, limping, helped them to the place where George died.

The air became extremely sad.

This young man has won the respect of everyone with his strength.

Charles kneeled on one knee with his sword on the ground.

Thank you George with the greatest courtesy.

"George, rest in peace, we will bring your body back to Star, and I will let the bards sing the praises of your achievements..."

Before the last two words were spoken, the wolf pressing on George moved.

The mercenaries nearby subconsciously jumped back.

"Team, captain, I can still save you."

The air was stagnant and everyone was dumbfounded.

"Quickly, move the wolf corpse away quickly."

Charles reacted quickly and shouted for someone to move the body.

The two deputy leaders were extremely large, and everyone was exhausted and exhausted. It took a lot of effort to drag George out.

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To be continued...