Chapter 495: Killing the Wolf (Part 2)

The jumping and running Bone Burial Ground Wolves, as if even their space was cut off, suddenly split their bodies in two and spread out smoothly.

The blood sprayed out like spurting lava.

In this lifetime, it is probably difficult for people to have the opportunity to see the blood of more than a dozen wolves gushing out in an instant.

It was as vast as some kind of ancient sacrifice, bloody and cruel.

The Bone Burial Ground Wolves had never seen it before.

The large amount of wolf blood smell instantly overwhelmed the sweet smell on Lu Meng's body, and the crazy wolves couldn't help but calm down.

There was a humming sound in the night sky.

It was not the whimpering of the Bone Burial Ground Wolf, but the sound of the wind wrapped around the tip of the Ming Blade.

Lu Meng was still swinging, drawing one perfect circle after another on the grassland, as if reflecting the moon in the sky.

No matter who it was, any master of swordsmanship.

Here, his movements would only follow the trajectory that Lu Meng had already slashed, exactly the same, without any difference.

The wolves in the Bone Burial Ground were also inspired by their instinctive fear under such a chopping. They couldn't help but squeeze out whimpers from their throats and droop their tails, as if they had reverted to being pet puppies, which was quite inconsistent with their original huge bodies.

However, their whimpers were finally stuck in their throats.

It was no longer clear whether it was the inscription blade in Lu Meng's hand or the wind wheel that rolled up like a knife that killed them. One wolf head after another fell to the ground and rolled straight down from the grass hill.

It didn't take long before they piled up like a mountain in the valley.

An angry wolf howl overwhelmed the screams of fear.

The giant wolf stood proudly on the grass hill in the distance. The scars on its body were engraved, but its green eyes were brighter than those of other species, as if there was fire burning in them.

It looked straight at Lu Meng.

It was obviously aware that there was a different threat among this group of prey.

This was the leader of the Bone Burial Ground Wolves.

A fierce beast that had grown to the elder stage.

The life span of a canine is about 10 to 20 years. After the mutation and evolution in the wasteland, they can usually live to 60 to 70 years old, which is the normal youth and adulthood.

However, there are very few wild beasts that can break through the limit of the population.

Their body shape, strength... not only will not decline with age, but will increase, and there is no sign of aging.

Some people suspect that elder-stage beasts will not die naturally. For example, in the report of the scientific hunter, a river speed dragon with the same scar on its body was witnessed many times in 500 years. Unfortunately, the last time it was found dead under a cliff, after the autopsy, it was found that its organs were still in their prime, but there was no way to verify how long it could live.

The river speed dragon is considered to be a relatively docile one among all wild animals. Other elder-stage beasts have no chance of being discovered and studied.

And the head wolf in front of him is almost bigger than a young bull.

At least he has lived for 200 years.

Their experience, ferocity, wisdom... are extraordinary.

Lu Meng flipped his wrist, and the thick and smelly wolf blood flowed from the inscribed blade. His mocking state had been suppressed by the fear of the strong instinct of the wolves in the Boneyard.

Even if they would not retreat directly, they would not charge around Lu Meng for food as they did at the beginning.

Seeing this, the alpha wolf was not satisfied.

It didn't care about the death of these wolf cubs. Whether the Boneyard Wolves killed the enemy or died in the fight, it was a good thing for the entire wolf pack.

Either, take enough prey to fill their stomachs.

Or, reduce the proliferation of the wolf pack and have one less mouth to eat.

Under the double moon, the wolf's shadow was tall, and it was about to call out again.

Suddenly, the alpha wolf's throat was stuck.

The deep breath that was originally taken was held in the chest, but it couldn't spit it out.

Even the old wolf who had lived for hundreds of years had never encountered such a situation, and it couldn't help but be terrified.

But Lu Meng only saw a finger raised to his lips.

Make a "hush" gesture.

Unconsciously, the alpha wolf's originally safe position has been rushed by Lu Meng to the perception range of the beast taming module.

He did not waste time and took out the old world crossbow.

"Chi!"

The long arrow whistled out, and the sharp iron broke through the air.

At the moment when the arrow was about to pierce the alpha wolf's eyes, it coughed violently and then jumped into the air.

The arrow penetrated the shoulder blade and plowed another bone wound in the muscle.

But it was not fatal.

The alpha wolf fell to the ground and staggered.

Then he opened his huge mouth and looked at Lu Meng with a more cold look.

"Sure enough."

With the B-level beast taming ability, although it can forcibly control the giant wolf in the elder period, the other party is really wild and can break free from the restraints almost instantly.

Among the close relatives, bone dogs are often domesticated and cultivated to serve as human companions.

But in the past thousands of years, no one has ever successfully domesticated a Bone Burial Wolf, not even the wandering herdsmen of the Shandi tribe.

Lu Meng's eyes flashed.

But... this may not be the case.

Under his intimidation, more than 20 surrounding Bone Burial Ground Wolves trembled and almost crawled on the ground. Their tails trembled, as if they would shake like domestic dogs in the next moment.

The remaining Bone Burial Ground Wolves that were not affected, although still fierce, were stopped at the periphery and jumped.

Lu Meng looked back.

Over on the other side of the white tent, the warriors of the North Wind Clan were still fighting. There were six or seven hundred of them, all of them were strong and skilled in combat. Under the leadership of Bo Wei's formation, the total number of Bone Burial Ground Wolves killed and injured was much more than Lu Meng.

The entire wolf pack was nailed here.

The sky was getting darker and darker, but this was not a bad thing.

It was already late at night, and now it was only the darkest time before dawn.

However, unlike Lu Meng, the tribal warriors had wounds on their bodies, bloody and white bones, and were horrible.

The strength and weight of a bone-burying wolf are greater than that of an adult man. They are fighting against opponents of the same level, and the enemies are almost endless.

With the white tent as the center, their formation is shrinking.

From time to time, people fall down, but before being dragged into the wolf's mouth, they are rescued by their companions and sent one by one into the white tents guarding and surrounding them behind them.

It seems that although Bo Wei is not clear about Lu Meng's specific intentions.

But he still follows his orders completely.

And in front of Lu Meng.

The light curtain that is incompatible with the darkness opens,

On the panel, a line of numbers scrolls.

[Actual Combat Level: 81→83 (War Level)]

And the [Effective Module: Reduce Experience Attenuation (Level B)] below

Although it cannot completely offset the large amount of experience attenuation caused by the realm gap, it is better than nothing, allowing Lu Meng to gain something while mowing the grass, using quantity to offset quality.

Under the night sky, the giant wolf stood on the grass hill, as if it was shoulder to shoulder with the moon.

Although the wolf was shot with an arrow, it was full of resentment.

But it was not as eager to retaliate as other wolfs, but stayed where it was and observed cautiously.

This was also the wisdom accumulated over countless years.

Elder beasts rarely die naturally, and what can kill them is often the entire "nature" itself.

However, it suddenly saw:

The human with flying white hair and blood-stained cloak in the distance suddenly abandoned all the wolves around him and rushed straight towards him. The other wolves in the burial ground had no way to stop him. Those who dared to rush forward were all turned into headless wolf corpses under the knife, and the blood paved the way.

The head wolf exhaled a breath of white air like a chuckle, turned around and ran.

Its speed was not slow.

In fact, due to the racial talent, it was slightly better.

To catch up with me...

Suddenly, its raised front foot got stuck and stopped in mid-air.

It couldn't fall down.

The head wolf's mane exploded.

It forgot...

Another hit!