A Guide to Becoming a God Starting from a Monastery

"That guy's name seems to be Phantom Wolf, and he's very dangerous. Capture him, dead or alive." The teacher waved his hand, "Then, leave the rest to me, and you just wait for your appointment."

Thomas didn't understand the logic behind this, but that didn't stop him from agreeing immediately.

"it is good!"

He immediately turned around and chased after her!

Chapter 39 Phantom Wolf 2

The whistling wind kept passing behind me, and my clothes fluttered and rolled.

The ghost wolf was running rapidly.

He clenched his fists so tightly that his gloves were almost pierced by his nails.

The houses on both sides were soon left behind by him.

I don't know when the road surface under my feet changed from bricks and stones to hard soil.

He had already fled from Rome.

Normally, this would be impossible, but for him, nothing was impossible. Rome was still a city, a city, and he could climb out.

There seemed to be the sound of horse hooves. Oh no, it was the cavalry, they were catching up.

Suddenly, he turned left, rushed off the road, and crashed into a field with complex terrain.

Although it is called a wilderness, even in winter there are still a lot of dead weeds and shrubs, as well as small trees that do not grow tall.

The terrain is uneven, so it's okay for people to run, but it's more dangerous for horses to run.

Especially on this night, if you are not careful, the horses may fall to their death or be injured.

The ghost wolf ran wildly, constantly knocking out passages in the weeds.

"Damn it! I was discovered!" he cursed in his heart.

I originally thought that my means of hiding were good enough, but I didn't expect those charlatans to raise their hands and cast a spell.

If it weren't for this damn magic, he wouldn't have to be so embarrassed.

If he just went into a house or an alley, took off his clothes, and blended into the crowd, who would be able to recognize him?

But in the face of this magic, all means are useless.

You have to run, and run far enough, otherwise you will be caught by those church lackeys.

What would be the consequences after being caught... well, even he couldn't imagine it.

The church's heresy inquisitors and their methods... even just hearing about them is enough to send chills down the spine of even the most daring person.

In addition, he finally got the information he cared about.

The church actually made a choice that was completely unexpected to everyone.

Because they appointed a man who came out of nowhere as the Grand Master of the Knights of Rhodes Island.

And... I don't plan to use divine enlightenment.

This is a radical strategy.

Maybe the Church really gave up on Rhodes Island, or maybe... they just wanted to take the enemy by surprise.

The news spread to each other immediately, and after it spread, huge benefits could be obtained.

The Star-Moon Cultists are willing to pay a high price for this information.

During this period of running at full speed, Youlang thought a lot.

The more I think about it, the more I feel that there are probably countless possible motives behind this.

The news must be spread immediately.

He stopped because he saw an owl ahead.

In the darkness, several large trees can be seen ahead. An owl is perched on the treetops, looking over here.

"Got it!" Youlang was overjoyed. He quickly stopped, took out a piece of paper and a pen, and then chose a stone on the roadside as a table and hurriedly wrote on the paper.

A few minutes later, the owl flapped its wings and disappeared into the night sky.

Youlang calmed down and wanted to leave on his own.

Suddenly, he stopped and cold sweat broke out on his head.

Because he felt that gaze in the distance.

Catch up...did you catch up?

He possesses special perception abilities, which allow him to eavesdrop on the contents of the Pope's secret meeting from a safe distance.

Although it was later proved that the safe distance was not actually safe.

But at least, he could sense that a powerful creature was approaching him.

The opponent's pace was not fast, but it was a very confident speed.

As expected...I can't escape!

Although I heard that several experts in the city who are good at tracking have been sent out to work recently, it seems now...

Either he has returned, or there are other tracking experts.

Moreover, as the distance between the two sides shortened, a chill quickly rose in his heart.

Can't see each other!

It exists in our perception, but cannot be seen with the naked eye.

The stars and the moon competed for brilliance tonight, and the lighting conditions were not bad. It should be visible from this distance.

But I can’t see it?!

"Who... is it?!" He suppressed his voice, and his muscles were tightly taut, ready to deal with attacks from any angle at any time.

"You actually noticed it." A cold voice came from the side.

Following this voice, a figure wearing a monk's robe appeared in the distance.

It was completely invisible just now, but now it is visible. Is this... invisibility?!

Some bulges can be seen under the monk's robe, proving that there is armor underneath the robe.

Youlang used his own power to observe the other party, but felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and a few tears flowed uncontrollably.

Damn... This is not protecting the country, it's just half a step to protecting the country!

"Ghost Wolf, right? A member of the Night Wolf?" Thomas asked.

"So you knew?" Youlang took a deep breath. This person probably had some connection to the organization. "Can you let me go?"

He didn't want to die. He had lived for so many years and hadn't enjoyed life enough. He didn't want to die here for no apparent reason.

"What do you think?" Thomas asked back.

It would be fine if it was in the past, but now he is a knight with a strong Catholic background!

Well, I will soon be appointed Grand Master and take charge of a knightly order!

The Wolf of the Night and the Wolf of the Day... they are all pagans and heretics!

This has nothing to do with my righteous Christian Knights! What Shadow Wolf, what Wolf Lord, I don't know any of them!

This is the first task assigned by the teacher, and it concerns the position of the group leader, so there is absolutely no room for leniency!

If I don’t finish it, I will be too embarrassed to go back and see the teacher!

"Hehe..." Youlang finally gave up his fantasy and pulled out his weapon from behind.

It was not a blade, but a steel bar with a handle.

Or according to Thomas's memories from his previous life, it can be called a "mace."

"It seems that you are determined to catch me. In that case..." His body suddenly made a crisp sound of bones.

In an instant, the wolf's entire body swelled up, his muscles grew larger, his blood vessels became bulging, and his entire body grew a full circle larger.

A roar like a wild beast roared out of his mouth.

Following the sound, he jumped up, his body now a circle larger than Thomas's, holding an iron mace in his hand, and hit him on the head.

A full blow.

Youlang knew that his only way to survive was the first move.

If the first move can injure the enemy, there is a chance to escape.

The iron mace cut through the air, making a whistling sound.

If the other party's extraordinary ability is invisibility... then maybe I still have a chance.

Chapter 40 Phantom Wolf 3

With a whistling sound, the iron mace was blocked by a long sword.

Such a powerful attack from a leap in the air is extremely difficult to block, especially when the weapon is an iron mace against a sword.

Under normal circumstances, the iron mace should have broken the long sword.

However, the timing and position of this sword blocking were very clever. It was the blind spot where the Phantom Wolf was about to exert force but did not.

Although this mace attack was definitely all-out, it was deflected by lightly blocking it before exerting force.

"That's a good move."

The next moment, Youlang finally gained strength, but the iron mace had already been deflected and could only smash into the ground in vain.

If a full-strength attack misses, a big flaw will inevitably be exposed.

Thomas raised his leg and kicked Youlang with one kick, sending him flying backwards and rolling several times on the ground.

"Unfortunately, in the face of absolute power, everything is illusory."

Thomas walked slowly forward.

Although this kick was a heavy one, it would not cause an elite warrior to lose his combat effectiveness immediately.

Once again, the ghost wolf rose from the spot and turned into black lightning and pounced again.

He roared, grasped the iron mace and struck his opponent like a storm.

Each of his strikes was terrifyingly powerful beyond that of a normal human being, and his speed was astonishing. Every move had reached or even surpassed the ultimate level of human beings.

But that's the offense.

The iron mace that was almost swung into a shadow.

In front of Thomas, they were like babies waving toys, and he blocked them one by one with his sword.

The sound of metal colliding was like rain hitting banana leaves, continuous and endless.

There's obviously something wrong with this iron mace, otherwise it wouldn't be able to ignore the electric shock effect of the magic sword.

Thomas stood firm, neither dodging nor evading, allowing the opponent to attack from all directions.

No matter what moves he made or what angles he used, he just swung his sword with one hand from beginning to end.

Sparks from the collisions flickered around him.

This was not the first time Thomas had fought someone since becoming a Half-Step Protector of the Nation, but it was indeed his first time testing his own strength.

As an elite soldier, he had fought against the Protector of the Country and the Half-Step Protector of the Country before.

I used to be confused about what the so-called "position suppression" was all about. Why did the opponent's moves always land in the right place at the right time, making me feel extremely frustrated and uncomfortable.

I can't even exert any strength.

But now I understand.

It's just intuition, a strong intuition. I can't trace the source of this intuition, it just comes naturally.

When ordinary people practice martial arts to a certain level and accumulate enough experience through combat and training, they naturally have the ability to predict the enemy's moves.

This is an ability that develops naturally.