The sky is full of snow, and the earth is a mixture of red and white, red is blood, and white is snow. It was as if Northon had turned into a dire wolf, lying on the cold ground, no, he was a dire wolf.

Thousands of dire wolves surrounded him, and he was none other than their king, Garnett.

The sharp pain in the hips of his hind legs made him realize that he had been seriously injured and bleeding too much, and that his hind legs had almost lost sensation, and the blood that was pouring out had turned from hot to cold, frozen with the ice and snow under him.

He gasped heavily, and through the gap between his companions, he saw countless dire wolf and human corpses scattered on the ground, they fought desperately before they died, but after death, the blood that flowed out merged into one, and it was difficult to distinguish between you and me.

Several dire wolves approached Northon with heavy steps, and one of the young dire wolves was still sobbing, and the cold wind blew away the tears from the corners of its eyes, condensing into ice droplets, scattered on the snow beneath its feet.

"Don't cry!" Nuo Sen suddenly spoke, "Even if my wolf clan sheds blood and sweat, I will never shed a single tear!" ”

The reprimanded wolf cub didn't dare to cry anymore, but he couldn't hide the grief in his heart, and silently twitched.

The dire wolves gathered around Northon, sniffing him with their noses, and supporting him with their bodies. With their strength, Northon struggled to get up, and pulled his hind legs, which froze into the snow, and almost fell in pain.

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

In the distance, the flames soared into the sky, and the sound of war drums shook the earth.

Greedy humans!

Nuo Sen frowned, scolded angrily in his heart, and said to the left and right in a daze: "Let's go here, instead of developing and growing the race, it has brought the predicament of extermination, and it is really worthy of the title of 'wolf king'." ”

He interrupted their reassurances and continued, "Before the human army arrives, follow the barbarians to Evann in the far north!" ”

He struggled to hold on to his crumbling body, trying to get rid of their dependence, hoping to retain the last ounce of fortitude in front of his people, and he looked around at the wolves, who were watching him.

"From now on," he commanded, "Galvais will be your new king, and henceforth support him as he has supported me, and keep the agreement with the barbarian king, and his troops will arrive at once, and Galvais will lead them to Ivon." ”

The dire wolves lowered their heads, looking depressed, and Northon cheered again: "Cheer up, no matter how big the appetite of humans is, they don't dare to try the Holy Land of the Ice Queen, and when we get there, no human will kill us again." ”

Nearly 10,000 barbarian troops drove from behind Northon, all of them tall, with tired, tattered clothes, and scars written on their faces. Apparently, they had just collided head-on with the human army, and the results spoke for themselves.

He also lost a lot of brothers and relatives!

Norsen sighed in his heart, looking at them, led by the barbarian king with whom he had concluded the "Blood Moon Treaty" - Taiwen.

Thaiwen had a broken arm, swinging around like a puppet with a broken string. Seeing Norsen from afar, he walked with a heavy face.

"Iron-clad man," Thaiwen said in barbarian language, but Norson understood, "You are the bravest guardian of the Ice Queen, and I assure you that as long as the barbarians do not die, the Blood Moon Treaty will never be invalidated." ”

Northen smiled, and he ordered the wolves to head north immediately, and Thaiwen told his men to retreat first. Soon, there was only one man and one wolf left on the battlefield of Xiao Suo.

Seeing the tribe disappear into the northern wilderness, Northen was relieved, he could no longer hold his body, he fell and lay down, his life was leaving him bit by bit, and he was now dying.

Thaiwen caressed him and chanted repeatedly: "Great old god, I beg you to accept the poor soul......"

Knock Knock...... Knock Knock......

As the earth-shattering drums drew nearer, Northen took the Barbarian King away, leaving himself to wait for the end of his fate, and he smiled serenely as he recalled the excitement with which he had concluded the treaty with the Barbarian King.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, a drunk man with a stubble on his face appeared, carrying a glass wine bottle, humming a little tune, and swaying towards him.

Based on his size and skill, Northon was sure to be human, baring his teeth and revealing his fierce face.

But the drunken man turned a blind eye, crouched down to check his injuries, and sighed, "Ah! I can't live. ”

He drew a rifle and pressed it against Northon's chest, who threw his head up sharply, his eyes shining.

"Rest assured, there will be no more pain." He said soothingly, and deducted the trigger.

Northon felt like a drill was going on a rampage, and a strong mushy smell poured out of his nostrils, which he knew was the smell of a bullet bursting and tearing up the entrails and burning.

As the drunk man said, he did not feel the slightest pain, even the pain in his leg disappeared, and he felt that his body was becoming lighter and lighter, and it could fly like snowflakes in the wind.

But he soon realized that he was out of his body and floating high into the sky. Before his soul was gone, he saw the drunken man put his hand into the chest of the dire wolf beside him, pulled out its spirit, and then hummed a little song and walked away.

The grudge of the wolf king Garnett is over, but the mysteries in Nuosen's heart are more and more and more chaotic.

The Far North, in the Barbarian language, is called "Ai Si Ku Von", or "Ai Vaun" for short, which means "the sacred land of the Snow Queen".

Now that the barbarians have moved there, the dire wolves should have disappeared with them, but why are they still in the Ezern Mountains? So much so that later Jocha County wanted to issue a bounty task to hunt them down?

The barbarians, not as he imagined, were rough and cunning wicked, especially the barbarian King Taiwen, who thought of a saying in the world of Erth: There is a tiger in the heart, and the rose is sniffed.

Could it be that their war with mankind is completely different from the record in the "Chronicle of the Breaking of the Great Story"?

And who is the drunk? For no reason, how did he appear on the battlefield so coincidentally. Moreover, the war between humans and barbarians lasted for thousands of years, and even if it was the last battle, it would date back to the early days of the Broken Shift. The life span of a person is two or three hundred years at most, eight thousand years, and he has long been buried in the long river of history. What happened to the wolf king's demon core, and how did it fall into Damon's hands?

The mid-level demonic beasts are already wolf kings, and the high-level dire wolf demon core will be ......

Nuo Sen was thinking to himself, but the sharp pain suddenly surged from all over his body like a tide, and after the grudge was over, the soul of the wolf king's ascension gradually drifted away, turning into countless scarlet energy ribbons, and the ribbons, in an instant, turned into a flickering berserk wolf, they all showed fierce faces, stared at blood pupils, and grinned with white fangs.

The torture of devouring, Nuosen had already expected, he thought that he had entered the wolf king's grudge, and the pain he felt was the torture of him, but he didn't want to just start.

The dinosaur wolf pack composed of energy was like thousands of horses rushing left and right in the body, stirring up Nuosen's "people on their backs", but he was afraid of waking up other passengers and letting them see his embarrassment, so he endured the severe pain, held his breath without saying a word, and his face was red.

However, under his strong drive, the white spear spirit began to spin at an accelerated pace, humming and moaning, sucking the fleeing dire wolves like a black hole. The dire wolf it sucked in struggled and wailed and burst into energy crumbs that fell into its energy pool.

Although the process was painful, but Northon was overjoyed, just sucked more than a dozen, the rotation of the spear spirit gradually slowed down, shaking and stacking, a soft "bang", the gunsmith level went further, he did not pause, and urged the gun spirit again.

As the energy escapes and the spear spirit absorbs, the number of dire wolves decreases, and the pain gradually lesses.

The Gunsmith level has also been increased to level 10.

He was secretly glad that the devouring had gone smoothly this time, but the remnants of the dinosaur wolves, who had no hope of escaping, suddenly turned around and crashed into the spear spirit at full speed.

"Not good!" Northon screamed, and at the critical moment, his body shook inexplicably, jolting up and down, and then, the skin seemed to be scorched by high temperatures, and the pain was unbearable.

What's more, this bone eye, don't be a moth!!