When everyone was asleep, the silver werewolf, who had not seen movement for a long time, moved quietly, and the sentry was no longer as focused on him as before, and the fever of the previous two days even allowed his cage to get a leeward position when camping every day, that is, sheltered by other prison carts and carriage tents, which also gave him greater convenience......

Putting his hand in his mouth and pinching a canine tooth, the werewolf broke it with all his might! The canine teeth, which had been loosened by his deliberate collision, left the gums little by little, and the werewolf could clearly hear the sound of flesh and bone splitting, and the blood flowing down the gums into his mouth almost made him cough, but in the end, he still insisted on pulling out his canine teeth.

The werewolf cowered on the ground and trembled, otherwise he couldn't be sure that he wouldn't make a sound out of the pain. After about a few minutes, the werewolf moved again, and he carefully inserted the canine teeth into the keyhole that locked the chain of his feet - fortunately, he only had his hands shackled by magic shackles, probably because the other party felt relieved to block his madness, so the restraints on his feet were only stronger than ordinary shackles, and the keyhole was large enough.

"Click!" With a soft sound, the werewolf's left foot regained its freedom, and he stopped, not rushing to let his other foot break free as well. Instead, after making sure that no one was awakened by the slight sound, he continued to free his other foot......

Warwick had been hesitant to run away now, orcs were synonymous with slaves in the human world, not to mention the fact that he had a silver fur that was rare among wolves. If he were to flee alone, he would be a very conspicuous presence. But there is no better chance, now that his injuries have fully recovered, even if he can't go berserk due to the confinement of magic shackles, he has absolute confidence in his own strength, and he will definitely be able to return to the Great Wasteland!

Quietly leaving the prison car, Warwick carefully concealed his figure - so he never liked his silver fur, which was too conspicuous in the dark and in the day. But he didn't have the leather armor that wrapped himself in it now, and he couldn't find any other props to cover himself. Before disappearing into the dark corner, the werewolf turned his head to look at the prisoner cart where the other orc companions were being held, and his cold green eyes instantly became melancholy and helpless, but in the case of his own insecurity, it was the most stupid choice to flee with so many people......

"Don't be reluctant, you'll be back soon." The joking voice suddenly sounded in his ears, and Warwick was startled and immediately pounced on the place where the voice came from. Unbeknownst to him, Warwick knew he must be stronger than him, but since this man was so self-righteous that he captured him alone without alerting anyone, then he still had a chance to live!

Seeing that he was about to pounce on the place where the voice came from, Warwick suddenly felt a palpitation, which was his premonition of danger as a warrior, but with his current posture, current speed, and current physical strength, it was too late to dodge......

"Hmm!" There was no living creature where Warwick pounced, instead, three blacks

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