I have a city in another world

Chapter 6862 The Mysterious Wolf Pack
After breakfast, the group continued on its way.

In other words, there were no elven villages on the return journey, otherwise the slave-hunting team would definitely have taken advantage of the opportunity to commit another heist.

The more slaves they capture, the more bounty they earn. They can work hard for a few years, buy a suitable house, and then go on to do other businesses, living a peaceful and stable life.

The life plans of slave traders are not much different from those of ordinary people; they also want a stable life.

It will be easier to achieve compared to ordinary people.

However, the money they earned was tainted with blood, tears, and hatred, and countless souls are weeping and wailing in sorrow.

Yet it is precisely these kinds of people who are able to seize more benefits and enjoy more resources, while honest and simple people are only fit to suffer their whole lives, or be killed and sold like slaves.

The elven slaves, who had endured a night of hunger and cold and had not eaten breakfast, staggered as they followed the procession on their way.

Because of their lack of physical strength, their walking speed slowed down significantly, which soon drew curses and beatings from the slave-catching team.

The stubbornness and resistance of the morning paid the price at this moment. Some elven slaves couldn't help but cry out, but they received no pity whatsoever.

Instead, it was accompanied by sarcastic remarks. Although I couldn't understand them, I could feel the malice, which was more painful than being whipped.

Tang Zhen, on the other hand, was quite content, still lying on his back as he slowly walked, propelled by the powered exoskeleton.

The journey was tedious and boring, a painful ordeal for everyone in the team.

Even so, the group remained steadfast and continued forward, heading towards the edge of the forest.

The leader of the slave-catching team carries a magical map with numerous auxiliary functions.

For example, at this moment, through distance calculation and reference, it is determined that it will only take another two hours to leave this forest area.

Then there will be a road leading directly to a nearby village, which is also the stop for the slave-catching team.

Various vehicles and support personnel remained in the village, waiting for the team to return safely.

Once you reach the village, you can travel all the way to the town and reconnect with the civilized world of the astral plane.

The members of the slave-catching team were in much better spirits, and some even whistled and sang.

However, their joy is built on the suffering of the slaves, whose condition is worsening after their long journey.

The short-term torture would not take the elven slaves' lives, and the slave-catching team didn't care at all.

They continued to shout and urge the elves to walk faster, and if words had no effect, they would whip them severely.

Tang Zhen was not affected and continued to move forward steadily with the team. Because of his special status, the slave-catching team did not target him.

After walking a while longer, Tang Zhen suddenly stopped, revealing a helpless expression.

"What are you doing? Why did you stop?"

Tang Zhen walked at the front of the slave procession. When he stopped, the other slaves also stopped.

The slave-catching team member in charge of guarding the area showed a hint of anger on his face, rushed up to Tang Zhen and coldly questioned him, "Why did you suddenly stop?"
"Unless you want to die, you'd better stop right now, turn around and run, and run as far away as possible."

Tang Zhen's expression was calm, but his words startled the slave-catching team members, and then he revealed a ferocious look.

"What nonsense are you spouting? Believe me or not, I'll kill you with one blow!"

The slave hunters were not soft-hearted people; they had killed countless people and would not lose their composure because of Tang Zhen's words.

The group of elven slaves behind him also looked at Tang Zhen, their expressions filled with doubt and fear.

They were already convinced that Tang Zhen was no ordinary person and dared not provoke him easily.

Tang Zhen had been quiet all along, but now he suddenly behaved strangely, making the elves feel uneasy.

I also have a feeling that something unexpected might happen.

The slave-catching team member's expression was uncertain. He was pondering Tang Zhen's words, wondering if there was really danger, but he didn't want to lose face in front of a group of slaves and Tang Zhen.

Just as he was about to say something, Tang Zhen suddenly sighed. "It's too late. Good luck to you all."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a strange iron chain suddenly dangled from the large tree beside them.

The iron chains wrapped around Tang Zhen and pulled him upwards sharply, dragging him directly into the top of the densely leafed tree.

Before anyone could react, wolf howls came from all directions, the sounds clearly coming from all around.

Both the slave hunters and the elven slaves paled upon hearing this voice, and a sense of panic welled up within them.

They knew perfectly well that these were the sounds of wolves hunting, indicating that the group was completely surrounded.

Although I don't quite understand why we were surrounded by wolves in such a confused way, now is not the time to investigate the truth.

We must do everything we can to escape the wolf pack's attack, or we will surely be devoured and reduced to nothing but bones.

At this moment, the leader of the slave-catching team had a gloomy expression and took out an item without hesitation.

It was a metal bottle containing some kind of viscous liquid that looked like animal feces.

This is an extract of dragon dung, a flagship product of a wizarding academy, known for its ability to intimidate lowly beasts.

Every slave-catching team carried similar items, just to scare away wild animals in critical moments.

In addition to dragon dung extract, someone activated alchemical equipment, emitting frequencies that terrified and unsettled wild beasts.

Wild animals will instinctively avoid this frequency, fearing they might be harmed.

One of the slave hunters took out a telescopic tube from his backpack, which was connected to a thin metal hose.

After the equipment was started, thick yellow smoke billowed out of the thin tube and was blown by the wind into the forest.

The smoke contains special components that are highly toxic to wild animals, causing them to go into a state of fear and madness.

Although the slave hunters were uneasy about encountering a pack of wolves, they did not lose their composure.

The slave-catching team members had encountered this situation with wolves several times before, and each time they escaped unscathed.

I thought I could scare the wolves away this time as well, but the howling suddenly changed.

The elf slave, familiar with the creatures of the forest, was now deathly pale and ran without hesitation toward the large trees on either side.

The howling is a signal for the wolf pack to attack; it carries an indescribable frenzy and is not a normal sound at all.

Knowing how terrifying the wolves were, the elves were filled with fear and desperately tried to escape and hide.

At this moment, the only good place to hide in the forest is a large tree; any other location will be attacked by the wolf pack.

In a short time, the wolf pack had already revealed itself and launched a frenzied attack on the slave-catching team.

"Something's not right. There's something wrong with these wolves. They're all monsters that have been parasitized and modified!"

One of the wizard apprentices in the group stared intently at the wolves, a flicker of fear in his eyes.

He sensed something was wrong from the start. Ordinary wolves wouldn't ambush and attack silently, nor would they remain unmoved by multiple attempts to drive them away.

Now he knew the answer: these wolves had been controlled by extraordinary means and turned into beastly fighting machines that were no longer in control of themselves.

Faced with such a large and fearless pack of wolves, the slave-catching team is likely in grave danger today.

The thought had barely formed when rapid gunfire erupted, and all sorts of alchemical items were activated.

Faced with the frenzied wolves attacking them, the slave hunters used all their skills to try to kill all the beasts.

The leader of the slave-catching team, in the middle of the group, sent out a distress signal and then joined the battle.

More and more hungry wolves pounced, and the battle became increasingly fierce, filling the forest with a pungent stench of blood.