Medieval Reiki Revival

Chapter 30 The Death of the Werewolf

Ivan tried to calm down as much as possible. He didn't expect himself to be able to see death as home, at least he should be calm on the surface.

Now that you are here, you must have the awareness to fight to the end, otherwise how can you be a master.

"Roar--"

"Whoever holds the shield, go forward."

Ivan was the first to wake up. He simply took the command and retreated to the back of the team.

Seeing the guards in red around him dumbfounded, as if they didn't react at all, Ivan was so angry that he kicked a man's ass.

The screams of their companions just awakened the guards' perception of the real world, and they immediately took up their weapons and defended them sternly.

"Whoever holds the shield, go forward."

Ivan said it again, his throat was almost full of smoke, and the werewolf's eyes were staring at this place all the time.

He forcibly overcame his fear, his lungs had no time to breathe, and he gave orders purely by the force of the collision of his vocal cords.

The werewolf rushed over.

When it runs, it is on all fours.

There was only a "bang--" sound, like a rusty iron hook scratching the linen, as if something had broken.

The surface of the shield couldn't bear this force, and it was damaged one after another, exposing the cowhide inside.

The sharp claws were like a whetstone. At first, it made an ear-piercing sound, and finally dissipated the kinetic energy, and then stopped about half an inch on the surface of the shield.

"What a solid shield."

The guard finally felt a little more secure in his heart. This shield not only has cowhide and shield nails, but even the handle on the back is double-layered.

Of course, this is thanks to Sir Dorian's donation.

A large part of the five thousand gold lang was spent on this.

The guards holding the shields breathed a sigh of relief. Their whole bodies were tense, and their legs stamped marks on the ground.

Sweat kept flowing and wet the clothes.

Ivan could see clearly that the shield guard's arms were shaking, and it was difficult for ordinary people to compete with a crazy werewolf.

The werewolf roared and wanted to break through the encirclement of the shieldmen, but was blocked by them.

"Attention, it intends to bypass our formation."

"Musketeer, prepare to fire."

The body of the werewolf is taller than the ones seen in Charlotte Manor before. Ivan simply estimated that if an adult swung his knife upwards, he could only hit its chest at most.

"Woooo-"

It seems to have a thick phlegm in its mouth, and it has been humming continuously since it found out that the battle is not good.

The fur on the chin is extremely forked, and the pupils are somewhat similar to almonds.

The werewolf shrank its neck, shifted its dirty, thick hind legs nimbly, and at the same time the muscles on its back stood up.

Brush—the evil wind hits.

A giant shield guard's arm was pierced by fangs. The man wailed several times in succession, and everyone else was a little chilled when they heard it.

Then, under the swing of the huge wolf's head, the whole person knocked over the urine bucket and rolled all the way to the edge of the shelf.

The pungent smell appeared in this area, but no one paid attention to it.

"Fire!"

The guards with shields began to retreat the moment the werewolf broke through the defensive line.

At this time, the musketeers who had been prepared for a long time carried their flintlock guns and pulled the trigger to shoot lead bullets into the enemy's body.

The range, accuracy and power of flintlock guns are significantly stronger than bows and arrows.

Its design kinetic energy has thousands of joules, ten times that of a bow and arrow, no less than a modern pistol.

Ivan didn't know much about the structure of early firearms, so he thought it was an army toy.

But when he got it in his hand and experienced it for himself, he realized that using this thing to deal with werewolves could come in handy.

A gun is a gun.

Firearms of any era.

Both are better than cold weapons in close combat.

Under the action of gunpowder, lead bullets can easily penetrate the flesh of creatures. Even creatures that violate common sense like werewolves, their body density cannot withstand bullets.

boom!boom!boom!boom!
boom!boom!boom!boom!
Because there are many guards with guns, it is a two-stage shooting.

Ivan seized the gap between the shots and hurriedly said: "Take the shield guards, hurry up and take another round. As long as you survive another round of shooting, the werewolf will be at the end of the road, and we will become heroes to protect this city." .”

The opponent is indeed bleeding.

There are bullet holes in the shoulder blade, upper left arm, lower right arm, underside of the ribs, abdomen.

Not fatal, but definitely uncomfortable.

"Ah, fuck you motherfucker."

"Praise the Lord for giving me such a fine weapon."

"I also became a legendary knight. This legendary deed will definitely be recorded in the storybook."

With Ivan's encouragement and the fact that the battle was going well, the guards became more courageous, even those with white knives dared to step forward to test it.

It is difficult for a werewolf to gain an advantage in a group battle, but its own self-healing ability is not bad.

Generally speaking, after the loss of some cells and tissues caused by injury, the organism will repair and restore the formed defect.

The repair process can be summarized into two different forms: one is regeneration, and the other is fibrous repair.

The fibrous repair ability of werewolves is stronger, and the speed of unstable cell division is faster than that of humans.

It is also self-healing, the werewolf's granulation tissue can quickly seal the wound, and the wound is bright red and granular.

"Die, die, die."

"Devil, die for me."

"The Lord will give me strength."

The guards entered the state, and many people were slashing around with knives with steaming heads, and occasionally they could hit a few hits.

These people did not play a key role, but they bought time for the muskets to be filled.

And also fighting, what is Ivan doing at this time?

He picked up the whip from the dead body and approached Mrs. Rabe with a sneer.

"What are you doing?"

Wow—the whip whipped out an arc.

The top end of the whip landed on Mrs. Rabe's shoulder, and just touched her skin lightly, and she was beaten to pieces, and she cried out in pain: "Ah, my child."

The werewolf was so angry that it even stopped the deterrent howl in its throat.

After all, this beast has human feelings. Seeing that its mother was hurt, it completely ignored the swordsmen in front of it, and rushed towards it like a mad bull.

Ivan smiled.

"Fire!"

boom!boom!boom!boom!
boom!boom!boom!boom!
The blood that flowed out took away its strength, and the wound kept restricting its movements.

Even though the werewolf tried his best to use his claws and teeth to cause more harm to humans while dodging, in the end, he had more and more wounds on his body.

If it goes on like this, it will die.

Wow—another arc.

"Oh, God, who can punish this scoundrel."

"help me."

The woman's tears actually contained the color of blood, and the arms like dead branches struggled out of the rope.

The werewolf's eyes were full of hatred. If eyes could kill, Ivan would have been torn to pieces by now.

It wanted to say something, but could only growl.

"Ah woo—ah woo."

Ivan was very excited: "It's great."

"That's it, you will be the corpse in my hands soon, and I can finally know why [Corrosion Potion] turned you into this."

The other party's injuries became more and more serious, and the earth-shattering anger made him fight for a while at first, but soon his physical strength faded away without a trace.

"Child, run."

"These people are devious villains."

"If you run into the forest, they won't be able to find you. Ahhh"

Maybe it was too much force, and Mrs. Rabe fainted directly.

The werewolf obeyed his mother's words very much. It glanced at them with its big eyes of hatred, and then ran out of the door quickly regardless of the attack behind it.

It's really fast.

Ivan was in a hurry, and he whipped the fainted Mrs. Rabe several times.

The other party had no intention of turning back.

"No, you can't let it escape."

"If it is allowed to hide in a dark corner, each of us may suffer revenge. For the future life, we must stop it."

Everyone was firing as hard as they could, but their attacks didn't stop the werewolf.

Soon, almost to the door.

Ivan was very anxious for a while, he didn't expect this beast to be so difficult to deal with, it has been shot more than [-] times, and its vitality is still so strong.

No. Maybe he was about to die, but he still took a breath and wanted to leave here.

Only selfless love can convert a monster that lives by killing, and little Creeld is only willing to obey her mother.

Don't kill people, don't go out, don't eat people.

Wildness is difficult to restrain, but Mrs. Rabe's efforts have played a certain role.

Originally, he thought that he would have to live in the fur farm all the time, but he didn't expect that the guards came to close the door and beat the dog.

"Ahhhhhhhhh"

It wants to kill people and fight to the death with humans.

But Little Creeld was still underage, so he couldn't defeat fully armed humans.Now the mother let it run away, it must run as far as possible.

Just when the werewolf was about to run out of the gate and Ivan blushed anxiously, Sheriff Henry rushed to the front of the team and whistled outside.

In an instant, the werewolf seemed to have hit a black iron wall and flew back heavily.

The black horse, which had just kicked out its legs, held its head high, and put on a proud look of a master.

Whew - great!

Ivan was almost face-to-face with the werewolf, and he quickly backed away to leave enough room for the musketeer to shoot, and then he used the loudest voice he might have made in his life:

"Everyone, fire!"

boom.

The gray body fell to the ground, kicking up a lot of dust.

(End of this chapter)