Chapter 68: Snow cave

Locke roared towards the moonlight wolf still condensing magic power. The light spot in the large mouth of the moonlight wolf's blood basin was getting bigger and bigger. The size of the rice grain has changed from the size of the rice grain to the size of the fist. There was bloodshot eyes in the grim eye, staring at the little reptile that was about to be wiped out by it.
Locke dashed towards the body of the moonlight wolf. Although the moonlight wolf was knocked by Locke, the white light in his mouth was still aimed at Locke. Locke's heart had warning signs and he couldn't think about it. Interrupting the moonlight wolf's magical release, it does not know how to interrupt the magician's magical release, but he can guess that if the moonlight wolf closes its mouth, the magic in its mouth will not be able to come out.
The arm shield on the left hand has been distorted. This arm shield made by Locke is of good quality. It has become like a scrap iron after Locke has used it for less than a month.
The arm shield hit the wolf head of the moonlight wolf fiercely. Locke picked the injured part of the moonlight wolf. The scarlet wolf blood splashed Locke. The moonlight wolf was traumatized but unmoved. It was an iron heart. Locke's death, Locke even saw a look of contempt in Moonlight Wolf's one eye.
"Mad!" Locke shouted, throwing off the arm shield in his left hand, holding the dagger in his right, and rushing straight towards the Moonlight Wolf's one eye, inspiring the last trace of grudge in his body. Locke applied it to his feet, using one force Jump, jump over the moonlight wolf, with the help of falling gravity, the short dagger pierced the moonlight wolf's one eye.
Moonlight wolf's light magic flash bomb has reached the final moment, just like the magician's spell can not be disturbed. Although Warcraft is stronger and less vulnerable than the magician, at the last moment, it will fall into a temporary spasm. This time, Locke At the moment of the jump, the Moonlight Wolf could not avoid Rock's attack because of the magic in his mouth.
"Oh~" The Moonlight wolf screamed, and Locke's short dagger was inserted into his only one eye. Locke held the short dagger in both hands and hung it tightly on the wolf head of the Moonlight wolf.
A lot of blood was pumped out from the moonlight wolf's one eye. The moonlight wolf completely lost its light and fell into a frenzy. The most important thing is that the flash bomb in his mouth was not fired by the moonlight wolf at the last moment, but the flash bomb has already Formation, and will not dissipate into light elements.
Under the pain of the moonlight wolf, the upper and lower jaws were tightly closed, and the flare bomb was not sent out.
The moonlight wolf's fur has a certain magic resistance. It is even more immune to low-level light magic, but the flesh in the moonlight wolf's mouth has no magic resistance. The flash is still a low-level magic, and normally a low-level magic smashes down. If you smash into the ordinary crowd, you can kill four or five people. This is the terrible thing about magic. It has a wider range of killing, faster speed, and farther distance than grudge.
A touch of white light from the wolf's head emanated from the teeth of the moonlight wolf, and even Locke hanging from the wolf's head smelled a charred barbecue. The power of the flash bomb is due to the speed and the burning of the light system. This moonlight wolf is equivalent to causing a full amount of flash bomb damage to itself.
The old wolf has just advanced, and his body has no extra magic power to repair his wounds. He was first hit by Locke, and then his flash bomb detonated in his mouth. The moonlight wolf that Shenjun used to be anomalous is now like a rag doll, bumping around in the jungle.
Locke, who has exhausted his arrogance, can only hold the short dagger tightly and hang it on the moonlight wolf head. There is no grudge circulation in the body to recover from the injury. A huge amount of pain hits Locke’s nerves for a moment. Locke can only clen his teeth to insist . He was not in a hurry at this time. The moonlight wolf was over. The more he was wounded, the more severe it was now, and the heavier the injury that Locke inserted in his eyes, the closer it was to death.
The old wolf felt that the prey was still lying on his head. The massive blood loss and the huge magical trauma of the body made the old wolf feel the familiar breath of death after a night. This time there was no moonlight to restore his body, no miracle. It breaks through.
The wolf experienced the breakthrough between life and death last night, and it has become a lot of bearish. Perhaps it cannot just lead the tribe to prosperity as a wolf head. Perhaps its fate is like this. Lao wolf screamed, and was unwilling to his own destiny. It is also obedience to its own destiny, but it will not make this prey that harms it better.
With the last force, the old wolf ran with Locke, and he knew that Locke was also at its limit, and he wanted Locke to pay him his life.
A wolf and a person traversed quickly in the forest. A giant tree was in front of the two. The blinded moonlight wolf was not found, and it ran straight up. Locke on the wolf's head spit out blood and even some internal organs. The fragments were also spit out by Locke. Locke, who was at the head of the moonlight wolf, almost used his body to bear the full impact of the moonlight wolf's desperate impact. Not only the bones were broken, but also the internal organs were broken to varying degrees.
After the moonlight wolf made the final impact, he did not have the strength to put his head under the giant tree and stood still. If someone comes over, it can be found that the Moonlight Wolf is dead. Before the death of the old wolf's blind eyes, it was not the attachment to life, but the memories of the past.
It was born from a little wolf cub, followed by the mother of the tribe, and played with the wolf cubs of the same tribe.
When it grows up a little, its mother is patted off the spine by the palm of a demonized creature-level brown bear, and he protects it tightly before he dies.
Later, it became a killer, not only killing prey, but also teaching the same race, and finally awakened the demonized gene in its body at the peak of its life and became a demonized fire wolf.
Then he led the wolf pack to tear the brown bear that killed his mother into pieces, at the cost of almost being seriously injured by the brown bear's counterattack before he died, but he did not regret it at all.
After that, the wolf head as a pack of wolves crosses a forest in the southwest of the Morphy Forest. The surrounding beasts and demon creatures dare not touch the mold.
Afterwards, he will be defeated by the new wolf head, with a blind eye as the end of his career as a leader, he leaves the wolves and begins to settle down at the junction of the Bering Mountains and Morpheus Forest.
The old wolf has lived as a wolf long enough, otherwise it cannot be called an old wolf. At the last moment of his life, the old wolf only has deep memories of his life.
The time of the battle is very long, because there is the roar of the moonlight wolf first, and then there is the fluctuation of magic. The nearby beasts and possible demonized creatures dare not approach this forest. In the Bering Mountains in winter, low-level Warcraft is enough to dominate one side.
I don't know how long after that, Angelina woke up. Although it was protected by Locke before, it was still fainted by the moonlight wolf.
Looking at the sky, it was already afternoon, and there was a mess all around. There were stumps of broken trees everywhere, and a little blood was scattered everywhere. Angelina raked around to find Locke, and she was not hurt, but fortunately there was no serious injury.
Finally, after walking into the depths of the jungle, I saw the moonlight wolf and Rock, whose face was gray and his limbs were paralyzed under the tree.
Although there are no beasts in this place, I don't know when there will be danger. Angelina has learned a lot of jungle knowledge with Locke in these two days.
Angelina no matter whether Locke is still alive, she dragged one of Locke's arms forward, carrying Locke on his back, and left hard. Angelina's petite body, I really don't know where she came from. The long blood stains left on the road left were all Locke's.
Angelina was very lucky. She walked a short distance behind her and found a cave that could hold two people. There was no animal in the cave before. There was a smell that could not be melted, and there was some animal excrement. . The poor guy should have been scared away by the moonlight wolf's breath and magical fluctuations.
Putting Locke down against the wall steadily, Angelina was free to try Locke's nose and heartbeat. Heartbeat was weak, Locke was still alive, Angelina breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the trauma at Locke's shoulder armor, her heart was cold, and there were bone wounds deep. If there was no miracle, Locke would not survive.
Angelina thought anxiously, but unfortunately she did not repair the wound in her magic, but even if there were, the only repairs in the entry-level magic were the water hydration of the water system and the low-cost treatment of the light system. Magical treatment of ordinary wounds is okay, and death-like serious injuries like Locke, only intermediate-level healing techniques that can be learned by intermediate-level apprentices can save his life.
Light system, light system? Angelina suddenly thought that the moonlight wolf that had just died was the light-based Warcraft. The low-level Warcraft will condense magic power to form crystal nuclei. Each crystal nuclei has its own role and its value is very high, especially for the light-based crystal nuclei. , Because it has the ability that other crystal nucleus does not, heal itself.
Looking at Locke, whose breath was getting weaker, Angelina dared not delay, and hurried back to dig out the Moonlight Wolf's crystal nucleus. Before leaving, she took Locke's short dagger in her hand as a tool. Although Locke was weak and unable to fall Coma, but the dagger in his hand was still tightly held, and Angelina took a lot of effort to break away Locke's hand.
Locke felt like he was in hell, because he felt endless pain here, and there were black paint everywhere. How could he be so familiar? As if he had been here before, Locke couldn't think of anything. Darkness swallowed Locke. Just as Locke was about to sink, a warm power burst from his chest to Locke. Locke, who was about to fall into permanent darkness, was hanged back by this force.
Half a month later, the Bering Mountains, which had entered the winter, turned into a world of ice and snow, wrapped in silver, and a black spot slowly moved among the snow-white mountain forests.
A savage with worn clothes and worn shoes, dragged a frozen hare and walked hard in the snow.
Until noon, the wild man came to a mountain pass and stopped, put down the rope dragging the hare, the wild man pushed the snow pile in front of him, a hole just enough to accommodate one person appeared, and turned back to pull his prey, and the wild man entered Cave.
The cave is very simple, there is almost nothing. The only thing that can be called an item is only a piece of turf near the inside of the cave. There is another savat lying still on the turf, if it is not a chest Slightly ups and downs, it is difficult to believe that he is still alive.
The savage who had just returned to the cave set his prey aside, and he also collapsed tiredly on the turf, lying close to the motionless savage.
Before lying down, the savage wiped his face with the snow in the hole. After the snow water wiped, a delicate face was exposed. It is difficult to imagine that the owner of this face is Angelina.