Infinite Journey From Hogwarts

This is the wolf pack.

Dark Blade suddenly had the illusion that he was in the cold icy edge forest in Siberia, and that pairs of dark green eyes were looking at him in the dark at night.

He was surrounded by wolves, or he broke into the territory of wolves.

The fight came in an instant, and the fight between man and beast was only the most primitive life and death under the effect of cold weapons. The dark blade's dagger cut the throat of each beast, but his whole body was also bitten by the beast, as if Like a rag doll.

The smell of blood diffused in the mist, and the pungent smell of rust lingered in the sweetness. This abandoned garage instantly became the worst battlefield. Cedric panicked for no reason. This was the first time he really encountered such a A brutal fight.

The "Your Excellency" and "big brother" in the mouths of Eisenwell and the smoking gun seemed to come alive at once. It was not just a description, but a throne made of real bones, and I was really sitting on that throne person?

Cedric asked involuntarily, but the next moment his body was engulfed by a huge force, breaking away from the shackles of the shadow.

The dark blade has been bitten by the wolves like a giant ship in a storm, sinking little by little, and the shadow that bound him naturally no longer has the absolute power before.

The one carrying him was a young man with a warhammer, and he said with a relaxed smile, "After this mission is over, the boss should take good care of me."

"Hey, don't set up FLAG." Cedric finally couldn't help but said, "Isn't there any induction training with the Lord God?"

Dire Wolf was taken aback, then smiled and said, "That's true."

After finishing speaking, he ran out at a faster speed. The members of Eisenwell's regiment had been restrained, and it seemed that victory was just around the corner.

"We won." Alice smiled at Silver Dragon, and the condensed ice shield resisted the opponent's formidable fist.

"Not necessarily." Yinlong said indifferently.

"Did you forget about me?" The smoking gun sounded beside the two of them with a decadent voice. Dire Wolf's face changed wildly. His eyes were red, his body hair soared, his muscles swelled, and he instantly became a man standing upright. giant wolf.

"It's late, the fog is not only the best battlefield for your wolves, but also mine." A red-muscled ghost claw protruded from the back of the wolf, and the blood-red heart was gouged out. With a dog-toothed face, he bit his heart into pieces and laughed, "The prey's heart tastes better after exercise."

"Boss, catch it!" The mad wolf lifted Cedric's right arm muscles and threw Cedric towards the direction of the war wolf.

And he turned around and roared, hugging the half-demonized bong with his arms.

"You are too weak."

Without the slightest hesitation, Yan Qiang inserted his sharp claws into his body and tore him in half alive. The blood was like flying flowers, dyeing Yan Qiang's whole body red.

"Earth!" A phantom of a giant bear appeared behind Eisenwell, and the surrounding gravity increased four times in an instant, nailing the wolf in place.

"Frenzy wolf!" The death of his companion completely stimulated Zhan Lang's [Frenzy], his capillaries were shattered, and the gushing blood rose instantly and was absorbed by his body.

The second stage of madness, Eisenwell judged calmly in his heart, with the opponent's strength, it should be the ultimate in this world at this time, even if the object of his cooperation is the master of this world.

The strength of the wolf before dying was obviously not enough to send Cedric to a safe place. He stumbled up from the ground, the sadness and viciousness in his eyes flashed away, and the group of dogs waited for me.

He ran out of the battlefield without any hesitation. Only when he left the battlefield would he have a chance of revenge.

"Good eyes, but it's a pity that it lacks strength and cunning." The ghostly voice of the smoking gun rang in Cedric's ears, and his cold claws stroked his face, leaving bloodstains, dragging him to into deeper despair.

At this time, the smoking gun has completely lost its human form, and two lumps of sarcoma protrude from his neck, as if something is twisting and trying to break out.

"Run!" The roar of the war wolf is as real as it is. After [Second Stage Madness], he finally got rid of the shackles of Eisenwell. into one.

A mournful whimper sounded in the air, just like the whine of a wolf.

The smoking gun showed a fierce face, advancing instead of retreating, and the human blood stained on his body turned into profane words.

"Pride, give me self-knowledge."

"Greed, give me reason."

"Jealousy, give me sensibility."

"Gluttony, give me meat."

"Lazy, give me a bone."

"Joy, give me blood."

"Anger, give me the skin."

"I am the original sin!"

The two lumps of sarcoma on his neck grew into shape in an instant, and the two newborn heads smiled, one was angry, and they both looked at Zhan Lang.

The bone claws grew and resisted the vertical knife light. The strength of the two stalemate for a while, the white bones shattered, and the knife light fell like bloody thunder with an unstoppable force.

The head in the middle of the smoking gun was split into two, but the blade of the war wolf was also stuck in the chest cavity. A blood-red heart was beating at the dense sternum, and sticky flesh grew from the severed sharp claws. Grab the arms of the war wolf.

But one of the heads on both sides of him was ecstatic, "Catch him, catch him!"

One was furious, "Eisenwell, you bastard, what are you waiting for, I can't hold on any longer?!"

Utilize the out-of-control blood vessels to erupt power that does not belong to you? Eisenwell instantly understood the state of the smoking gun at this time, and also knew that this was an excellent timing.

"Bastard! I want you all to die!" Cedric suddenly roared, an opaque twenty-sided dice appeared in his hand, and the dice was thrown into the air, drawing a beautiful arc.

The forces of fate began to fall with the dice.

Eisenwell, who had spare time to observe the battlefield, of course noticed this.

So this is your backhand!

The corner of his mouth curled into a smile.

A transparent figure appeared and went straight to Cedric and the twenty-sided dice. This was the 'assassin' of Eisenwell's team, and the Dark Blade was actually the attacker of their adventure group.

And he has enough time to deal with the wolf. The bear and lion roared behind him, condensed in his arms, and rushed towards the wolf restrained by the smoking gun with irresistible power. .

The next moment, the war wolf roared, and tore his arms out of the chains of flesh and blood. The muscles in his arms were torn, exposing the white bones.

Relying on great strength, he threw the bong directly in the direction of Eisenwell, trying to hinder Eisenwell's attack.

Is it already the end of the battle?

The smile spread from the corner of Eisenwell's mouth, he was like a hunter who was rounding up wild animals, all the struggles of the war wolf made him feel that this hunt was more interesting.

Seeing the bong flying towards him, Eisenwell frowned. The other party was still useful. His strength gathered and he easily caught the bong in mid-air.

The next moment, his smile froze.

Smoker smiled at him, "Didn't think of it? Because I didn't think of it either."