Animals that live in groups will generally have a leader, and usually the strongest individual will easily gain the upper hand in internal battles and thus win the throne of the leader.

Wolves are social animals, so it is natural that there will be a leader among the wolves - the wolf king.

The wolf king, who was roaring in the sky, had a fierce look in his eyes, and his green eyes were firmly fixed on the elderly humans who appeared in front of him.

Humans aren't common in the Frostmist Forest, but they're not unusual. The young gray wolf may not have seen it, but the wolf king has seen it, and it is the kind that will not be seen again. When the wolf king was young, he also used to "travel the world with a sword", and at that time he did not deal with humans a lot. The way to deal with it is generally "if I don't bite you to death, you'll be hungry"!

The old human being, the wolf king is also no stranger. That's how humans live for a long time, and it's not unusual. Older humans tend to be sluggish and have little strength, making them easy to hunt. However, they are more "chai" in taste, and there is relatively little "juice" in the umami, so the taste is not very good. It prefers stout humans, who taste better. However, considering that it is not easy to go out hunting, it is good to have a bite to eat, so I don't have to pick and choose.

But...... The human beings in front of me seemed to be a little different from what they had encountered before. It's not that his robes are so much more gorgeous, it's not that he has a magic weapon in his hand, it's not that he looks weak and can't help the wind, and it seems that the wind will fall when it blows. It's that this human exudes a leisurely coercion.

That's right, coercion. A sense of instinctive oppression of powerful creatures over weak creatures. It's like walking to a high place and naturally getting scared.

The wolf king is strange. Because it thinks it is a strong man in the Frost Mist Forest. Even the mighty troll who wielded strange magic was no match for it. But at this moment, facing the old human in front of it, it felt afraid, afraid for a long time.

"Whew!"

The wolf king raised his head again and let out a long, low, distant roar. Several gray wolves then appeared from behind it, roaring and attacking the elderly humans in front of them.

The old human raised his head slightly, and raised the long sword in his hand seemingly casually.

The first gray wolf who rushed in front of him couldn't dodge and directly put his open mouth up. The upright sword went through the front of the mouth without any fancy and then from the back of the head. The unlucky bastard was immediately silent.

Then came the second gray wolf, which opened its bloody mouth and bit directly at the wrist of the old human's sword. But for some reason, the wrist holding the long sword disappeared in the blink of an eye, replaced by a sideways blade. Its aggressive behavior immediately turned into self-harm. First, there was a crisp "click", and several sharp wolf teeth were broken, and then most of the wolf's mouth broke silently. The flat incision is like a glorious mirror at the moment of cutting. There is no doubt that this gray wolf is also finished.

The third gray wolf that followed noticed the collapse of his companion in an instant, and the smell of blood wading through the air. It turned slightly sideways, skimming past the elderly at great speed, and then swerved and pounced on the elderly human's back. But it had just taken off, and a red line of blood stretched from the left side of its face to its hind legs. In the next second, the blood line exploded, and the gray wolf immediately turned into a blood gourd and fell diagonally.

The fourth gray wolf who rushed up hesitated. The elderly didn't seem to move much, but why did the partners who rushed up die in an instant? Its innate cunning and prudence make it realize that it cannot blindly attack the target, but must attack in a way and strategy. Therefore, its forward pace could not help but become sluggish, and then stopped.

Thinking is a rare ability, but most gray wolves obviously don't have it. Occasionally, a thinking gray wolf appears, but its companions mistakenly regard it as cowardice. So the gray wolf, who attacked at the same time, gave up attacking the elderly humans for the first time, and instead pointed his claws and fangs at the "cowardly traitor"!

The unfortunate and poor unfortunate wolf was bitten off half of his ear with a whimper, and a few taels of meat were suddenly missing from his hind legs and buttocks. Of course, it is also not a vegetarian, and immediately turns around and fights with its attacking companions.

The wolf king's green eyes blinked, and faintly there seemed to be red beginning to spread in his eyes. But it didn't move, still sitting upright on the stump.

Suddenly, there was a little more gray in the white frost mist. A large mouth of blood emerged from the gray mist, biting straight into the back of the neck of the elderly human. At the same time, a pair of wolf claws stretched out from the gray mist, and the sharp claw blades emitted faint sunlight, and they were determined to attack the left shoulder of the elderly human!

The elderly class finally made a noticeable move. I saw him take a sideways step, avoiding the wolf's mouth emerging from the gray mist at an intermittent moment, and then the long sword slashed upwards obliquely, slashing at the wolf's claws.

The gray mist suddenly thickened, and the wide open wolf mouth and sharp claw blades immediately turned into gray mist and disappeared. But the next moment, the mist appeared on the other side, and the fangs and claws protruding from the mist struck again. At the same time, more gray mist appeared around the elderly human, like a thick robe covering him completely, except that instead of soft cloth or leather, the "robe" was lined with bloodthirsty wolf beaks and razor-sharp claws.

The older human's face was calm, ignoring not only the gray wolf that pounced, but also the gray mist that almost completely surrounded it. There was a bit of sharpness in his peaceful gaze, and he never left the wolf king sitting upright on the tree stump. And the wolf king was also calm, but the blood in his eyes was inadvertently a little more.

The gray wolves that flew in front of them soon all fell. They are just strong beasts that don't "atomize", and they may be able to cause a lot of trouble to the knights and militiamen, but in front of the silver-rank powerhouses, they are as fragile as fragile glass, and they are no match at all.

The death of his companion and the growing smell of blood in the air made the gray wolf, which was a step higher and was clearly able to be included in the category of demonic beasts, even more violent, and the frequency and intensity of his attacks increased to a higher level.

- This senior class is very strong, but no matter how powerful it is, it will not be our opponent!

That's what the gray wolves think, and that's what they do. They desperately want to kill their opponent in front of them, drink his blood, and chew on his flesh. And just as the gray mist became thicker, almost turning into a gray barrier, a ray of light shone through it.

This is a snow-bright and straight light, which can be seen by a little experienced adventurer, this is a sword light or a sword light, and it is the brilliance sublimated by the sharp weapon under the action of the fighting spirit.

The gray mist that swirled around the elderly humans suddenly stopped. After a brief pause, dots of scarlet gradually spread over the gray mist. After a few moments, the gray mist began to swirl again. As the gray mist swirled, the bits of scarlet began to spread faster. In a moment, the gray mist turned into a scarlet blood mist, and then scattered like splashing water.

The blood mist that landed was full of pieces of flesh of various sizes. Among them are not only gray fur, but also sharp claw blades and wolf fangs of varying lengths.

The gray wolf besieging the elderly human was instantly crushed by that snowy sword light!

"Whew!"

Squatting on the stump, the wolf king let out a short whine and jumped backwards.

A large wave of blood and water fell down with the fragments of the wolf corpse, staining the stump red in an instant. Even the wolf king's front paws were stained with a hint of scarlet.

The Wolf King lowered his body and put on a posture of preparing for an attack. The gray hairs on its body stood on end, and the gray mist surrounded it like a cloak.

As the leader of the wolf pack, the wolf king is wise. The Frostmist Forest is adjacent to the Chaos Domain, far more dangerous than the other forests. Lord-level demonic beasts can be described as invincible in other places, but in the frost and mist forest, existences that are stronger than lord-level demonic beasts abound!

Without enough wisdom to guide the tribe forward, even if the Lord of the Forest, his demise is only a matter of time.

The experience gained from hundreds of battles has taught the Wolf King that the elderly humans in front of him are not easy to deal with, and it is best to walk around if you can. But for some reason, it felt that it should be able to deal with the elderly humans in front of it. It seems that an unknown power is pouring out of the body.

The surging power made the wolf king's muscles and bones make a crunching sound. Unconsciously, the wolf king, who was originally the size of a calf, grew up again. It was about the size of a buffalo, but now it is almost the size of a rhinoceros, and there is a vague feeling that it will continue to grow and move closer to the elephant.

As the power poured out, reason seemed to be stripped away little by little. The contemplative brilliance in the green eyes completely faded, gradually turning into a bloodthirsty bright red.

Suddenly, the purple light skyrocketed, enveloping the wolf king in an instant.

"Woo, woo...... Whew! ”

The Wolf King let out a loud roar. Its eyes turned bright red, its sanity receded from its mind, and all that was left was the desire to destroy everything and the bloodthirsty impulse. Immediately, it flew up, and its huge body turned into a large erratic mist and rushed towards the elderly humans in front of it.

"Ding"!

The bright sword light and the sharp wolf claws bit together, and the sound of striking was like a crisp bell.

The gray wolves before were too weak to make a move in front of the elderly humans, so they could only see the snow bright sword light up, and then they were silent. The Wolf King's strength is strong enough, so it can look sharp hidden in the snow light of the sword, and can use sharp claw blades and sharp teeth to attack the sword light.

One man and one beast attacked against each other, and there were no less than ten confrontations in an instant. The afterimages and halos left behind by the confrontation were like starry stars, exuding a sharp cold light.

Everywhere they went, whether it was a hard rock or a heavy tree stump, or a gray wolf rushing to help, everything was crushed!