Accompanied by the sound of rapid running, the hill wolves opened their bloody mouths and let out sharp wolf howls.
Although there was a moment of hesitation due to the tragic death of their companions, after being affected by the diffuse blood mist, their ferocity was further aroused, allowing their ferocious nature to be fully revealed.
Facing the wolves that were about to face the wolves that were accelerating, the vine branches that quickly gathered under Raymond's feet began to undergo new changes under Raymond's control.
Sharp, jagged-like spikes appeared on the surface of these vines, and the tough vines covered with jagged teeth were like giant tower shields, forming a strange line of defense within ten meters around Raymond.
Up to two meters wide, more than four meters high, and even more than one meter thick, this strange defense line built by plants is formed by a single plant.
The branches extending along the main trunk of the vine are forked, connected to each other like the tentacles of an octopus, forming a tight blockade, and the thick and numerous roots of the plant are also deeply penetrated into the soil, ensuring that they will not be attacked by hill wolves.
It fell down as soon as it hit.
Between each two such vine bushes, Raymond only left a gap that a hill wolf could pass through. Any hill wolf that dared to directly hit these magic vine bushes would be killed by those jagged vine bushes.
entangled with tough branches.
These jagged branches that penetrate into the body of the hill wolf will quickly twitch and cut off the skin and muscles of the hill wolf, piece by piece.
Those hill wolves that had their heads smashed into the vines, although they suffered torture as if they were cut to pieces with a thousand knives, but with their strong vitality, these hill wolves wrapped in the vines could still emit sounds.
A shrill scream, but no complete death.
Faced with such a horrific way of death, the hill wolves who were not attacked by the vines howled in fear, but they began to surround Raymond from both sides along the vine barriers, quickly surrounding Raymond inside.
And Raymond, whose vision was blocked by these vines, stood on the spot with two swords in hand. Through the conversion of the magic vision controlled by the chip, he could clearly see that more than two hundred hill wolves were already using magic.
A five or six-layer encirclement formed outside the vines, tightly surrounding him in the middle.
The miserable howls of dying hill wolves lingered in his ears, and the densely packed hill wolves looked down from mid-air, but Raymond suddenly had an idea.
As Raymond controlled the magic vines, the hill wolves that had crashed into the vines and were on the verge of death were suddenly pierced through the entire abdominal cavity by a sharp vine, and then were sent high up a distance.
Five meters above the ground, desperate and shrill screams were heard from above, but they were unable to break free.
But the hill wolves surrounded outside with red eyes, while feeling fearful, seemed to have received an order to attack. They suddenly burst out with extremely powerful momentum, and walked along Raymond's specially prepared for them.
Passage, rushed in without hesitation.
But just as they swarmed in, several hill wolves were wrapped up in the vine branches around them. After cutting their skin and flesh, they were sent into the air again, wailing and waiting for death.
But Raymond, who was already facing the hill wolves, waved the magic plant sword in his hand. With the help of the chip's auxiliary vision, he moved around under the attack of more than a dozen hill wolves, using the metal weapon in his hand.
With a sharp blade, he launched an attack on the hill wolf who was not afraid of death.
Relying on the defense of the protective force field and vine armor, Raymond, who was not afraid of the attacks of the hill wolves at all, used his precise control of the two swords and his flexible and rapid movements to specifically attack the limbs of these hill wolves.
Even with a casual touch, the extremely sharp long knife can cut off the limbs of these hill wolves, causing them to immediately fall to the ground and lose their attack power, but they will not die on the spot.
And these seriously injured hill wolves were pierced through the abdominal cavity by vine branches, and together with their companions who were sent into the air before, they were suspended in the air and let out shrill and desperate screams.
More than two hundred hill wolves surrounding the outside kept rushing in front of Raymond. Although Raymond was alone, Raymond with the vision aid of the chip would not stay in one position at all.
He dexterously shuttled among the wolves, and the two plant knives in his hands became Raymond's biggest weapon. He kept cutting off the limbs of the hill wolves that dared to approach, leaving them hanging high in the air to howl and kill them.
Call and wait for death to come.
The strong wolf legs were cut off one by one, and the desperate and shrill wolf howls filled his ears. The grass under his feet was soon soaked with wolf blood and turned into a muddy swamp, which made Raymond feel like he was stepping on it.
It feels sticky to the touch, and even the extremely ferocious hill wolf will occasionally slip on its limbs due to the slippery feet.
But as Raymond gradually became familiar with this fighting method, Raymond, who still had some strength to spare, remained extraordinarily sober. He accurately controlled the magic vines, letting the branches of the vines move around close to the ground to move those who passed through the passage.
The hill wolves who wanted to rush in entangled themselves, and after losing their ability to resist, they were also sent into the air.
On dozens of five-meter-high hard vines, these hill wolves whose abdomens were pierced were like pieces of meat waiting to be grilled. While their blood was sprayed down, the shrill screams also turned into
Their final swan song.
Along with the appearance of the puffy blood mist, countless wolf legs were severed from their bodies.
However, Raymond, who became more and more courageous as he fought, was shocked to find that these hill wolves were still rushing in, although their red eyes were flashing with fear, their bodies were even trembling, and their howling sounds sounded like...
They were whimpering in fear, but they still pounced on them without fear of death.
In just ten minutes, when dozens of hill wolves that had broken free from the shackles of the "mud swamp" rushed over, only Raymond was left to greet them, with the vine branches ready to go around him.
But those dying hill wolves, whose limbs had been cut off and hung in mid-air, were making their last whimpering sounds and were about to lose their lives and become stiff corpses.
Of the more than two hundred hill wolves, under Raymond's deliberate treatment, only the wolf legs covering the ground were left, as well as the blood flowing everywhere like streams, and the large piece of blood mist that gradually dissipated in mid-air!
However, the hill wolf, which had just escaped from the "mud swamp" spell, quickly pounced on while letting out a desperate howl... (To be continued. Please search Piaotian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!)