Chapter 690: Reappear in silver (2)

Chapter 690 is again encountered in silver two
Looking at the sturdy behemoth, the hunter was instantly determined.
Warcraft? The hunter’s mind swept through the idea in a flash.
Do not. The hunter's reason immediately denied the idea in the next moment. That is not Warcraft.
The giant silver wolf exudes some kind of sacred and noble atmosphere, which is by no means comparable to the monsters formed by the infection of the dark.
Is that silver wolf the incarnation of the legendary of snow?
The silver wolf glanced at the hunter and saw that the hunter was not injured. He ignored the hunter and turned to Warcraft.
Just climbed up, the violent silver-backed snow scorpion was about to launch an assault on the silver wolf, but was attacked by the giant wolf first--the silver wolf was not close to the ferrets, and the left paw had been drawn!
The hunter looked at all this, and he was puzzled: the two beasts were separated by 30 yards, and the silver wolf was to be emptied?
Not also. This is exactly what the silver wolf wants. His giant claws were caught at an alarming rate, and four vacuum waves were drawn!
Shaped like a crescent moon, the sharp vacuum wave like a blade actually shines brightly under the sunlight, tearing the air, hitting the silver back snow!
The snow shovel that is charging can't dodge, its arms crossed over the chest, and it is intended to prevent vacuum waves.
The monster has enough confidence in his own steel-tough hair, thinking that it can withstand the sniper of the vacuum blade, it is wrong!
The four vacuum waves are dozens of times sharper than ordinary vacuum waves. It is more than just a stream of air. At the moment when the silver wolf hits the vacuum wave, the photon is added to the photon to make the destructive power of these vacuum waves a new level. They are not just vacuum waves, but higher levels of "vacuum light waves"!
The four vacuum waves were firmly hit on the silver-backed arm, but the impact they caused did not fade.
The vacuum light wave is cut on the monster's arm like a light blade. The photon is circulated at a high speed like a chainsaw, and the opponent's flesh is sawn.
The fur on the monster's arm was instantly cut off. The hard, steel-like flesh of the monster was immediately cracked, and the silver-snowed arms became dozens of pieces of meat in a flash!
The vacuum light wave did not stop, and continued to hit the chest of Warcraft, cutting the chest of the monster! Although the rest has been eliminated, the power has been greatly reduced, but it has caused great damage to the snow scorpion. The monster's chest has been cut and fleshy, and the monster has been knocked back dozens of yards!
"Oh ah ah ah ah ah!" The seriously injured World of Warcraft was angered to the extreme, the darkness of the body constantly awakened, so that the monster itself has become extremely dangerous!
It licks the flesh on its broken arm and grows four more strong, pure black arms from the back!
There is no palm on the arm, but it is replaced by a sharp, thorny sharp edge. They are like arm-like arms, just a knife arm that is abruptly killed!
"Difficult, unbelievable!" The hunter looked at the fight from a distance. The singular attack of the silver giant wolf has been amazing, and the sudden variation of the silver back is even more strange!
The mutant silver-backed scorpion waved four knives at an unattractive speed. They rubbed the air in the snowy body and made a continuous whistling sound! It wielded a knife arm and rushed to the silver wolf, like the same crazy meat grinder!
The silver wolf rushed back and evaded the opponent's charge with agile body. The impact of Warcraft is very fierce and fast, but it has been flashed away by the silver wolf again and again!
"Oh, God." The hunter looked at the fight between the two beasts. This is not the battle he can intervene.
He has hunted a lot of World of Warcraft, and the tough enemies are everywhere, but none of them are crazy like this silver-backed snow, and they have never seen a monster that has been mutated by this kind of dark--it is no longer beyond The category of [biological]!
The silver wolf is even more ridiculous. This silver wolf used magic in the vacuum blade attack just now, absolutely used!
Warcraft does not use magic, and the beast is even less likely to be used. Even the inhabitants of the Twilight region, the orcs of each clan will not use magic!
What is the silver wolf? !
"Don't be dazed!" When the hunter was surprised and inexplicable, the silver wolf suddenly spoke!
"Run! It's going to your side!" Silver Wolf groaned.
The hunter is another shock! He didn't have time to think about the silver wolf and talked to him. The mutant snow in front of him had already waved his arms and rushed!
Worse, it’s too late to escape! The first reaction of the hunter was to roll to the side, but he knew that it didn't make sense to do so!
The monster's arm has a very large range of damage. Even if the hunter can roll over and avoid the monster's charge, it must be cut into the minced meat by the arm of the ferrets!
This time, it will really die! No one can save this unlucky hunter!
At least, he is faced with a monster with extraordinary strength. Losing in the hands of such an enemy is also considered -
bump! ! The silver wolf once again slammed into the ground and interrupted the impact of the snow!
However, the arms of the silver-backed snow owls all fell on the silver wolf! It is pointed and long, and the arm of the evil black light is piercing the body of the silver wolf!
"No!!" The hunter exclaimed.
"Oh ah ah ah!" Snow smugly tightened the arm and intended to tear the silver wolf!
However, it has no way to tighten the arm. Its head has left the body and volleyed out!
The silver wolf is also shot with a claw while attacking the opponent, and the sharp wolf claw directly cuts the head of Warcraft!
lb! ! The silver-backed, snow-capped headless body immediately softened and fell to the ground!
"呜" was penetrated by four knives and arms, and the severely wounded silver wolf also lost strength and instantly shrank.
He changed back to the human form.
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That is a werewolf.
The wolf, who is wearing a pair of shorts in this snow and ice, seems to be very young, probably only in his twenties.
Just the huge silver wolf that can only use the magic, is actually an orc?
Moreover, such an orc, actually streaking in this snow and ice, suddenly appear like a ghost, and fight with Warcraft?
What is going on in all this? !
The hunter was surprised to see the young werewolf who fell in the pool of blood, and his heart was messed up by countless mysteries.
"Hey you--"
"My pocket! Medicine!" The young man of the werewolf said with a sigh of relief.
The hunter hurried down and groped in the pockets of the werewolf youth to find a strange red potion.
The werewolf grabbed the potion in one hand, and drunk not only, but also drunk the potion in a few seconds.
Hey. The wounds of the Werewolf youth are burning with blue smoke and healing.
Only the white bears in the orcs have this magical healing power. Although other clan members are physically strong and self-healing power is no different from ordinary people, the self-healing power of a werewolf can never be so exaggerated!
This werewolf, is it really just a werewolf?
"What the are you?" The young hunter whispered and took off his helmet.
Under the helmet, it is a delicate, tiger-faced youth face. His white hair has a pure black tiger stripe, and the tiger's head on the head becomes a funny "w" at the same time as the young frown.
The wound on the werewolf has basically healed. He sat up and looked at the hunter in front of him: "Albert?"
"Do you know me?" The tiger youth also stunned. "How is it possible?! Who the are you?!"
The Werewolf youth knows nothing and immediately opens the subject: "Nothing, just in the amount, I saw your face in the newspaper, um."
newspaper?
"The newspaper seven years ago." The Werewolf youth continued to edit. "The patriarchs and humans of the Tiger Terran have signed a peace treaty. This is known throughout the dark areas, right? Even my people living in the wild mountains. and also--"
"You recognized me by the photos in the newspaper seven years ago?" Albert looked suspicious.
The werewolf was questioned for a while: "Hey, haha, don't take it too deep, okay?"
The tiger man, Albert, still frowned, looking at the werewolf youth in front of him.
This werewolf is simply the embodiment of the mystery. He is full of mystery and can no longer be described by a "suspicious".
However, he did save Ayr twice! Give up and save!
Since the other party is not willing to tell the hidden feelings, perhaps it is better not to ask again.
"Master, is everything okay?" Albert's servant saw that the battle was over and shouted and ran over.
"Come on." The tiger man extended a friendly hand to the werewolf. "This ghost place is about to blow up the blizzard. You are so hurt, or you are leaving here, it is better to find a cave to recover."
"Well, no, thank you." The young werewolf reluctantly climbed up, the wound on his body healed completely, and the pain in his body remained vaguely: "My home is nearby."
"What? How is this possible! There is no ten miles here-"
When Albert only said half of it, he had to swallow his own words.
A small cabin appeared in tens of yards from the air.
The hunter was stunned again. He is very convinced that this wooden house did not exist. Until the end of the fight, the snowfield is still an empty snowfield, and there are no buildings!
Did the cabin suddenly pop out of the ground? Just in the blink of an eye? ! --incredible!
"Come on," the Werewolf youth walked in the direction of the wooden house. "Come to my house to have a hot tea and warm up and talk."
The cat who came over came face to face with Albert, and his heart was filled with endless doubts.
"Well, at least --" Albert looked at the silver-snowed corpse in a squint. "The monster can't go anywhere. We just have to wait for someone to pick it up."
"Do you want to report up to the master just now?" His servant asked, busy doing various transcripts.
"I don't know. This Warcraft is not my hunted, so -" The Tiger Youth thought about it and turned to the Werewolf who just opened the door of the wooden house and asked, "Yes, what is your name?"
Like the sting of a sharp object, the werewolf youth twitched. However, he immediately recovered and turned to say to Albert: "I am Bediville. Nice to meet you, Mr. Albert."
When the werewolf answered the moment, the tiger youth had a scalp tingling, a feeling of grief and inexplicable, even he himself did not know what was going on.
The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the bitter cold penetrates the tiger's leather armor and directly invades the body. He shudders and blames the strange feeling on the temperature.
"That disturbs, Mr. Bedieville." He went to the gate of the log house.
"Call me, Bediville." The young werewolf added some firewood to the stove in the wooden house to make the house warmer.
This year, Werewolf Bedieville, 19 years old.