The wolves retreated and were sure they did not dare to come again, so the militia dared to climb down from the tower.

"Soldier, I..." Militia captain Thurs came over and wanted to apologize, but he didn't know where to start, and he was speechless for a moment.

Rollin patted his shoulder and smiled gently: "No need to blame yourself. You are just confused by the werewolf's trick."

Thurs was grateful and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, those beasts are so cunning."

The other militia also wanted to come up and get close to Luo Lin, but they were frightened by his strength and dared not go forward, so they surrounded Luo Lin and refused to leave. It seemed that as long as they stood by him, they could get his glory and become stronger.

Cornwas came over and said in a respectful voice: "Soldier, you saved Moonlight Town. Thank you."

Rollin did not show any credit at all: "Pastor, I have said long ago that I am willing to fight for the kind God."

Cornwas was stunned, unable to hear what Rollin said, and nodded instinctively, "Yes, you are a brave and powerful warrior."

He saw more than ordinary militia, and most importantly, he saw Rollin's true power. The power of anger, the source of wild power for a real warrior.

He was ashamed of his contempt for Rollin during the day. There is an old saying on the mainland: "Never look down on young people, because you don't know who he will become tomorrow."

Now it seems that this is true. Luo Lin is no longer the kid who worked as a small worker at the dock before. He is already a powerful and mature warrior.

Rollin continued: "The Wolf King failed and the Wolf Pack retreated. I think it is very likely that they will go back to find the black witch now, if they really have a relationship."

Cornwas thought for a while and nodded, "You said it right, it's true."

"Then now is a good time to track down, priest, continue the topic of daytime, I have to investigate the black witch."

As he said that, Rollin put away the sword and shield in his hand and walked towards the church. His luggage was inside, with the dry food he carried.

Cornwas hurriedly followed and said worriedly: "Are you going to track the wolves now? This is too risky. In the forest, the werewolf is extremely terrifying."

"Because they are powerful, I must do it, the pastor."

Luo Lin opened the luggage package and took out a greasy paper bag from it. It contained the jerky bacon he bought. Although he had eaten too much, it was a bit greasy, but it relieved his hunger. The battle he had just now didn't seem long, but it was very energy-consuming, and he was already a little hungry.

Take out a handful of jerky meat from the package, stuff it into your mouth and chew it a few times, then take the kettle on one side, drink a sip of water, and swallow it with the water and minced meat.

Then he tied the package to his shoulders and walked out of the church.

"Pastor, don't worry about me, the magic you blessed me is still there. I am very energetic now, at least not worse than those wild beasts." He smiled and said to Cornwas who followed him.

Seeing that his mind was decided, Cornwas could only say, "I cannot change your decision, warrior, may God favor you and wish you peace."

If possible, he really wanted to bless Rolling with some more magical skills, but unfortunately the previous warrior blessings and group tenacity blessings have exhausted his sacred magic power.

"Thank you for your good words, priest." Rollin said at last, time was tight. He nodded at the militia who looked at his church door, then accelerated and trotted along the direction of the werewolf retreat.

Although he was just a trot, his physical fitness is amazingly strong now, especially his strength attribute has reached 38 points, and his coordination is not low, so he runs very fast.

After a while, his figure disappeared into the night.

"Master." Militia captain Thurs looked at Cornwas with his eyes full of worries. He was also worried about Rollin's safety, as did other militias. Although they had not been dealing with Rollin for a long time, they were already fascinated by the personality of this young warrior.

Rollin was their savior, and they admired him and were grateful to him.

Cornwas sighed and said slowly: "Let's pray for him."

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Forest outside Moonlight Town.

The werewolf were running wildly. When they came, they were fighting with great enthusiasm, but now, they were all silent, and no one spoke except for breathing.

After running wildly in silence for nearly half an hour, the wolves had reached the depths of the forest and their running speed slowed down.

"Okay, let me go." The wolf king's voice broke the silence. His body had recovered some strength. As the wolf king, he could not tolerate himself staying weakly on his back.

The werewolf put him down, and the wolf king fell to the ground, his feet softened slightly, staggered, and almost fell down, but finally stabilized.

After a while of slowing down, the Wolf King truly stood firm.

During this process, the wolf king felt the change in his gaze when he looked at him. In the past, the werewolf's eyes were always full of awe and admiration when he looked at him. Now, these expressions have faded away, leaving only suspicion and indifference.

The wolf king was a little scared. Their werewolf originated with special people, and their wisdom also had wolf nature. The wolf nature made every werewolf instinctively worship and obey the orders of the strong, but if the strong man becomes weak, they will abandon him without hesitation!

Now, the Wolf King felt this crisis deeply. His body was seriously injured and it was difficult to walk. If a werewolf challenged him at this time... the consequences were unimaginable!

In order to avoid this crisis, the wolf king secretly gritted his teeth and tried his best not to show too much weakness.

After standing there for a few minutes, the high vitality of his body restored some strength to the wolf king, and he began to trot.

"Okay, keep moving forward." The wolf king said to his opponent, but as soon as he finished speaking, his foot kicked a protruding tree root, tripped, and immediately rolled to the ground.

If it were in its heyday, the Wolf King would never make such a mistake. Even if he was really tripped by a tree root, he would quickly adjust his body balance and not fall. But now, he is powerless and can only watch himself fall out.

Looking at the embarrassing king, the wolf pack became even more silent, and no werewolf even stepped forward to help the wolf king who fell to the ground up.

The wolf king became more and more shocked. He knew that his prestige among the wolf pack had dropped to an unprecedented freezing point.

Just as this thought came to his mind, the strong werewolf who had been walking forward with him before suddenly ran out of the pack and rushed towards the wolf king on the ground.

But he was not here to help the wolf king get up. He stretched out his wolf claws and threw the wolf king who wanted to get up to the ground with one claw.

"Miller!" A weak roar came from the wolf king's throat.

"You are not worthy of being our leader, Gray!" Werewolf Miller stepped on the Wolf King. No, it should be the back of the former Wolf King. He stomped Gray, who was about to struggle again, and could no longer move.

"You will definitely regret it!" Gray roared panting. The struggle just now consumed the energy he had finally accumulated.

"I won't leave a chance to make me regret it." Miller squatted down, put his claws on the wolf king's neck, ready to end his life.

The wolf king struggled powerlessly, but the serious injury in his body made him helplessly accept the fate of the new and old wolf kings.

This is the ending of all the wolf kings that have appeared at present. When the wolf king cannot lead the wolf pack to victory, it is when he is replaced. This is the cruel and cold jungle law.

"Die!"

Miller's claws cut into the wolf king's neck, blood splattered out, the wolf king's body struggled suddenly, and then fell heavily to the ground.

It's not enough at once. Miller is going to make up for it. He will never leave any hidden dangers. This is true for every wolf king.

But at this moment, the werewolf behind suddenly let out a panic howl, and a sound came over: "No, the warrior is chasing him, he is chasing him."

Miller's hand trembled, and he didn't care about the former wolf king who was struggling to make his life on the ground. He immediately stood up and yelled: "Follow me all!"

That warrior was really terrible. The werewolf was not his opponent, and the werewolf never fought against opponents far beyond his own, because it would consume too much strength and was very unwise.

Miller took the lead in rushing into the forest. Because he dared to attack the wolf king forward and was the strongest, he was deemed to be the new wolf king at this time, and the wolfmen immediately followed.

In just half a minute, the werewolfs in the forest ran away, leaving only the wolf king Gray on the ground.

Blood kept flowing out of his neck, taking away his vitality. He did not move, and opened his eyes to welcome the arrival of death.

In just half a minute, he heard the sound of a branch being trampled in his ears. He turned his eyes and saw the human warrior.

"Ha~ werewolf, your situation is not good." A voice came from my ear, and the tone was full of unscrupulous jokes.
Chapter completed!