MTL - Bloodline Lord of War-Chapter 189 was found

  Chapter 189 was discovered

  Robin sat up abruptly, and turned to look in the direction of the wolf roar. On the high ground, Rubia and Abal also stopped talking. The two stood up and looked towards the west nervously.

   This is the roar of the prairie wind wolf, and it sounds like it is coming from far away. The wolf roar of the prairie wind wolf has magic power. On a quiet night, a loud wolf roar can even be heard several kilometers away. Prairie wind wolves communicate with each other in this way, which is equivalent to a unique "radio communication".

  Robin lifted the "wolf fur blanket", quickly got up from the grass, then picked up the magic sword beside him, and climbed up to the high ground in a few steps.

   Abal turned his head and saw Robin coming up, and shouted in surprise: "Baron Robin, you are awake!"

   "I heard a wolf howling." Robin looked at Rubia. "Can you hear how far the wolf roar is from us?"

  Rubia used to be an experienced hunter, and he was very good at this, so he immediately replied, "It sounds like the wolf howl came from five miles away."

  Wulidi sounds like a long distance, but to the prairie wind wolf, this distance is quite close, and the prairie wind wolf can run here in less than half an hour.

   "Could it be the wolf pack from last time?" Abal said worriedly. He still has lingering fears when he recalls the last wolf attack.

   "It doesn't have to be a pack of wolves, or it might just be a lone wolf who wants to mate." Lubia continued.

   "It's better to be cautious about this kind of thing. If there are really wolves moving around, then we have to move immediately." Robin thought for a while. "Baron Lauren and I went to have a look."

   After speaking, Robin turned and ran down the high ground, and came to Baron Lauren who was still sleeping, and woke him up with two slaps.

   Baron Lauren sat up like a spring, instinctively drew his sword, and asked nervously, "What's the matter?"

   "There is indeed a situation." Robin looked at him with a serious face.

   A minute later, Robin and Baron Lauren, each on a horse, looked in the direction of the wolf's roar.

   If there is really a large pack of wolves nearby, the target is too big and Robin is not worried about not being able to find them. If there are only a dozen small packs of wolves, there is nothing to worry about even if they can't find them, because they pose no threat to Robin and the others.

  A full moon hung in midair, and the cold blue moonlight covered the entire wasteland. Under the moonlight, Robin and Lauren rode war horses and galloped quickly across the vast sea of ​​grass.

  Although the wasteland is generally a large plain, it is not without any ups and downs in the terrain. As the two of Robin moved westward, the terrain continued to rise slowly, and a low hill appeared in front of it.

   With the horse running at full speed, the distance of five miles was reached in a short while.

  Suddenly, Robin saw a black shadow flying into the night sky from the other side of the hill ahead, circled around the moon, and swooped straight down again. Because there is a hill in the middle, Robin can't see what's going on on the other side of the hill.

   Robin immediately pulled the rein and stopped abruptly. His eyes were not very good, he turned his head and asked Baron Lauren next to him: "Did you see that black shadow?"

   Baron Lauren frowned with a pair of thick red eyebrows like watermelon knives: "I saw it, it seems... a blood demon!"

   Immediately afterwards, the two of them heard the faint roar of wild beasts from the other side of the hill. When they listened carefully, they heard the roar of wolves and the unique scream of the Gorefiend.

  Because the horse riding goal was too big, the two immediately decided to dismount and walk, and quietly touched the top of the hill to see what happened on the other side.

  Fortunately, the grass was still lush on the top of the hill. Robin and Baron Lauren hunched over, hid in the grass, and trotted all the way to the top of the hill.

   On the other side of the hill, about 300 meters away is a large flat lowland. At this moment, a battle is going on in this lowland, a battle between a group of prairie wind wolves and ten blood demons.

   This is a large-scale wolf pack, roughly a hundred prairie wolves. The ten gorefiends were scattered among the wolves to fight on their own, and the prairie wind wolves rushed towards them wave after wave like waves.

  Robin and Robin hid in the grass, both of them couldn't help showing surprised expressions. The blood demon and the prairie wind wolf, these two completely incompatible species would actually fight, both of them found it incredible.

Although the Gorefiends are few in number, they have an absolute advantage. With a random swipe of their sharp claws, they can cut several prairie wind wolves into pieces at a time. The blood mist from their mouths can quickly corrode the fur and Muscle, the prairie wind wolf will immediately lose its combat effectiveness as long as it gets a little bit of it.

  Although there are a large number of wolves, it is difficult to cause substantial damage to the blood demon. They can only rush forward and bite the blood demon's body, trying to overwhelm the blood demon with numbers.

However, blood demons have extremely strong vitality, and the wounds bitten on their bodies will heal quickly, and they are also very smart. Once a few prairie wind wolves pounce on them, they will quickly spread their wings and fly up. The prairie wind wolves behind have a chance to overwhelm them together.

  Looking at the battlefield below the hill, Robin felt very strange in his heart, and his two black brows couldn't help frowning: Gorefiends have always been solitary, how could ten Gorefiends appear here at once?

   Also, why did the wolves fight the Gorefiend? The prairie wind wolf would never take the initiative to provoke the blood demon.

   Then, Robin suddenly discovered that among a group of prairie wind wolves besieging blood demons, there was a wind wolf that was extremely strong, almost twice the size of ordinary wind wolves around.

   This big prairie wind wolf pounced on one of the blood demons. It opened its wolf mouth, and suddenly spit out a white wind bullet from its mouth, and shot it at the back of the blood demon.

  Robin couldn't help being slightly surprised, he had seen this skill before, and this big wind wolf was the one-eyed wolf king he had fought against two days ago!

   This pack of wolves is the one that attacked Robin and his party before.

  The expression on Baron Lauren's face was the same as that of Robin's. Obviously he also saw it, and whispered in surprise: "These prairie wolves attacked us before."

  The wind bullet spit out by the One-eyed Wolf King is essentially a whirling air mass that compresses the airflow to the extreme. It quickly shoots towards the back of the Gorefiend, making a sharp "buzzing" sound, and a howling gust of wind is rolled up along the way.

The Gorefiend was fighting with the wolves in front of him, he neglected the defense of his back for a while, and was hit by the wolf king's wind bomb in the back of his spine, his huge body was immediately blown out, shot seven or eight meters away, and threw himself face down. in the grass.

The wolf king roared, and the surrounding prairie wind wolves rushed towards the fallen blood demon from all directions. A group of gray and white figures instantly drowned the blood demon, and countless wolf mouths fiercely bit the blood demon's body. Some bite their arms, some bite their heads, some bite their thighs...

  In an instant, this group of prairie wind wolves actually tore this blood demon to pieces!

  If the other Gorefiends could have rescued them in time, perhaps this Gorefiend would not have died, but the Gorefiends didn't cooperate with each other at all, and each Gorefiend was far away from the other Gorefiends.

  Although the wolves successfully killed a Gorefiend together, the battle was still very difficult for them. On this grassy plain, there were everywhere the corpses of prairie wind wolves torn apart by the Gorefiend.

  The one-eyed wolf king suddenly let out a ferocious roar towards the east. There was no Gorefiend in that direction. Robin looked in the direction of its roar and found a man on horseback outside the battlefield!

   It was a bald man, his upper body was bare, showing his solid chest and abdominal muscles, riding a black horse, and carrying a very exaggerated big knife on his shoulder.

   "Human!" Baron Lauren also spotted the man riding a horse, and shouted in surprise beside Robin.

  Robin frowned and stared at the man, then shook his head: "No, he's a vampire!"

  Robin opened the eyes of blood, and in his vision, the body of the bald man was surrounded by a very thick dark red blood mist, which is the blood mist that only vampires can have.

   Moreover, the bald man's blood mist has a very wide range. Within two meters around him is a dark red blood mist, and the blood heart on his chest is also a circle larger than Robin's.

  Robin therefore judged that the bloodline level of this bald man had reached level three!

  A blood awakener with a third-level bloodline, Robin couldn't help but be shocked. This bald man is not easy to deal with.

  Because of the strong vitality of the perverted bloodlines, they often have leapfrog combat power. A bloodline of the third-level bloodline is enough to wrestle with a fighting spirit knight of the fourth-level bloodline. It is even hard to say who will win in actual combat.

  Sabri got off the horse with his blood-forging sword on his shoulders, his pale face was full of excitement. He didn't want to join the battle at first, but ten blood demons were enough to kill all the prairie wind wolves.

   But now he has changed his mind, because there is a second-tier wolf king in this pack of wolves.

   "Hmph, yes, it's finally interesting." Sabri showed a ferocious smile on his face, and rushed into the battlefield dragging the blood-forging sword.

  Countless prairie wind wolves rushed towards him immediately, but none of them could block his footsteps. The powerful strength of the third-level bloodline completely crushed ordinary wind wolves unilaterally. He charged through the pack of wolves like a locomotive, wielding a big knife in his hand, he could cut several prairie wolves in half with a single sweep.

  The brave one-eyed wolf king rushed towards Sabri without hesitation. He opened his wolf mouth and spewed out another wind bomb, screaming and shooting at Sabri.

  A sneer of disdain appeared on Sabri's face, he continued to charge forward without blocking or stopping.

  In the next second, the wind bomb precisely hit Sabri's forehead, and there was a loud bang, but Sabri just tilted his head back suddenly, and he didn't even slow down his charge.

  The wind bomb indeed blasted a fist-sized wound on his forehead, a mass of blood and flesh, and even the white skull inside could be seen. But within half a minute, the wound quickly healed itself.

  The one-eyed wolf king obviously didn't expect the self-healing ability of the blood race to be so terrifying, and the only blue eye that remained showed a look of astonishment.

   "It doesn't hurt at all, puppy."

   Sabri smiled ferociously, rushed to the wolf king in a few steps, raised the blood-forging sword above his head with both hands, and slashed at the one-eyed wolf king.

  The wolf king didn't have time to dodge, at this moment another prairie wind wolf suddenly jumped up beside him, and even used his body to block the wolf king's knife.

  Sabri had an unexpected expression on his face, and the heavy blood-casting knife fell, splitting the wind wolf blocking the knife from the middle of the waist into two halves, head and tail.

The one-eyed wolf king suddenly let out a heart-piercing roar, and it jumped on Sabri like crazy, hooked Sabri's shoulders with its two front paws, and bit Sabu with its wolf mouth full of fangs. Li's head, biting back and forth from left to right.

  Sabri's face was immediately **** from the bite, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all. He swung his left fist and punched the wolf king on the head.

  The one-eyed wolf king was immediately sent flying, a stream of blood spurted out of his eye sockets, and he fell into the grass, motionless.

  The battle progressed to this point, from when the two of Robin reached the top of the hill to when the one-eyed wolf king was defeated, less than a few minutes passed. Once the wolf king falls, there is no possibility for the wolves to come back.

   Baron Lauren stared at the battlefield below the hill with a horrified expression on his face. He was completely shocked by this battle.

   Robin patted him on the shoulder and said solemnly: "Baron Lauren, we should evacuate, this place is not safe."

   Baron Lauren realized that now was not the time to watch the battle, so he immediately nodded vigorously.

  Then, the two of Robin quietly touched down the hill, returned to the place where they kept their horses, rode on their horses and rushed towards the direction they came from.

   Ten minutes later, the two returned to the coalition soldiers' camp.

   As soon as Robin and Lauren got off the horse, Abal limped up to meet him, and asked Lauren worriedly: "Lord Baron, how is the situation?"

   At this time, all the coalition soldiers had been woken up by Rubia. They had already packed their bags, each with their weapons on their backs, and they were ready to retreat at any time.

  When they heard that Robin and Lauren had returned, they immediately climbed up to the high ground, surrounded by cheers, looking anxiously at the two of them in the dark night.

  Baron Lauren first briefly talked about what he saw just now, then waved his hand and said, "The situation is worse than we expected. We can't stay in this place anymore. Let's retreat immediately!"

  …

   Half an hour later, the battle between the Gorefiend and the Prairie Wind Wolf ended, and Sabri's side won without any suspense.

Most of the wolves were wiped out, and a small part scattered as birds and beasts. Sabri didn't bother to chase the escaping prairie wind wolves. As long as the wolves were defeated, the beasts could no longer threaten the logistics line of the blood army. His purpose reached. Besides, there are too many prairie wind wolves in the wasteland to kill them all.

Sabri was sitting in the grass covered in blood, like a devil killed from hell, surrounded by the corpses of prairie wind wolves, minced meat and intestines were everywhere, and the air was filled with pungent blood taste.

  Several Gorefiends are enjoying the fruits of this battle, lying on the ground and gnawing on the corpse of the prairie wind wolf, their mouths are full of blood.

  Suddenly, a Gorefiend spread its wings and descended from the sky, landing in front of Sabri. He opened his **** mouth and made a series of harsh sounds.

  Sabri was expressionless at first, but after hearing the report from the blood demon, his expression changed immediately, and he asked in a hoarse voice, "What? You found traces of humans!"

  (end of this chapter)