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Aenarion looked back and saw that the Lord of the Sixth Legion was so impatient to go out and fight that he looked more like a husky than a she-wolf.

"Okay, be careful and report everything to me. If anything unexpected happens, take your people and run along the river. I will send Varyag to pick you up."

"Got it!"

Leman Russ' eyes lit up. Holding a map drawn in the Ottoman Empire era, he led the Sixth Legion to set up an ambush in Wallachia. After much deliberation, the wolf cubs finally chose a forest as their hunting ground. Several werewolf shamans found a pack of wolves living in this broken place of Wallachia. According to their appearance, they searched the legion for the most similar member of the Iskandar Dire Wolf and asked them to spread out in wolf form as scouts to find the location of Sanguinius' army.

A few days later, this group of dire wolves discovered the Ninth Legion. Sanguinius was very cautious, and even when he retreated to reinforce, he deployed scouts and reconnaissance very safely. Dense swarms of bats carpet-searched all the woods and valleys within a radius of several kilometers from the army, looking for all kinds of possible ambushes, and forced the Leman Russ army to retreat one or two kilometers. Only by leaving scouts disguised as wolves on the front line, they were not discovered.

The schedule of this undead army is completely opposite to that of a normal army. After the sun sets completely, they begin to march at night and stop when the sky turns pale. They use the wood carried by the logistics to build a sturdy temporary camp and send a large number of necromancers to defend during the day. The vampire lords can rest assured to prevent being attacked and continue their actions after the sun goes down.

The strategy of "Besiege Wei to Save Zhao" is from the Janissary textbook. The supporting tactics include besieging a point and attacking its reinforcements, and ambushing on the way. These Janissaries were all taught from the same textbook. They cannot be said to know each other inside out, but it can also be said that they were taught by the same master and the moves are impossible to break.

Leman Russ fell into deep thought. He couldn't possibly bring several cannons to attack the camp in broad daylight. The defense of this camp was enough to support them until sunset. When they marched at night, the reconnaissance power was too strong, so it would be difficult to launch a surprise attack.

So to sum up, we can only wait for the enemy to set up camp at sunrise, or to launch the attack at sunset.

Leman Russ made up his mind and quickly made arrangements. He summoned several of his Wolf Lords and Centurions, told them the attack plan one by one, and then launched the action!

The next day, after walking for a whole night, the army of zombies saw that the sky was already turning pale and the sun was about to rise, so they chose a place to camp. The zombies, who were used as coolies, began to dig the soil and inserted wooden stakes into it to form wooden walls. The bats, who were used as scouts, gave up reconnaissance and began to retreat towards the camp. The vampire lords also picked up their coffins and prepared to sleep.

At this moment, Leman Russ's wolf pack followed the retreating bat group and quickly launched an assault on the Ninth Legion's camp! They transformed into wolves, split into teams of ten, and hid in the grasslands and woods, trying their best to conceal their whereabouts and attack from all directions.

In a corner of the camp, a necromancer was controlling fifty ghouls to repair a long wall, and another necromancer was controlling thirty ghouls to build a tall arrow tower. Their work was just half completed when they spotted a pack of wolves at the edge of the woods in the distance. They were hiding in the woods and grass, and only their hideous heads and eyes emitting ferocious green light could be vaguely seen.

The two low-level necromancers didn't take it seriously, thinking that these predators were starving and came here to look for food, so they used a zero-ring trick [Flame Magic] to summon flames and try to scare away the hungry wolves. They did retreat, but soon after, the two necromancers felt something was wrong. Countless pairs of pale green eyes flickered and wandered in the darkness of the woods, like the bright starry sky in the night - why did these wolves...

More and more?

The next second, a black wolf stood up on its legs under the cover of the trees, turning into a half-human, half-beast hybrid. Its slender wolf snout, sharp canine teeth, and terrifying eyes made people shudder. Its face was full of cruelty and savagery, as if it would pounce on the crowd and attack at any time.

His body was as sturdy as a chimpanzee, with muscles as strong as a hill and covered with thick black hair. He had hands with human knuckles and giant wolf claws. He pulled out a two-meter-long woodland longbow from his back, bent the bow and drew the arrow skillfully. He shot an arrow directly into the right eye of a necromancer, killing him on the spot!

"Ouch!!!"

This arrow seemed to be a signal of declaration of war. An extremely dense rain of arrows was fired from the grove. Hundreds of feathered arrows whistled and tore through the sky. They fell into the camp like a rainstorm, accurately killing the necromancer who controlled the lowest-level slaves. Under the cover of the rain of arrows, hundreds of heavily armored werewolves wearing armor and holding huge axes and long swords let out creepy roars and launched an attack riding on terrifying thunder wolves that were larger than war horses!

Behind them, a large number of werewolves launched an attack at a speed no less than that of the Thunder Wolf Cavalry! In werewolf form, Iskandar's dire wolves did not need to ride horses or giant wolves to reach the speed of cavalry, but riding giant wolves would make their mass, impact, and lethality even greater.

The ghouls screamed in fear when they saw the wolf pack sweeping across the sky and earth. A thunder wolf bit a ghoul's head to pieces with one bite. Then he swung his neck and swung the ghoul in his mouth like a meat stick, knocking nearby ghouls to the ground. The Janissary on the wolf's back swung his giant axe, and with the help of the thunder wolf's charging force, he swept across and cut three ghouls in half. Then he slashed upwards, and two ghouls were blown high into the sky like fragile fallen leaves!

"For Ruth and Allah!!!"

The werewolves roared crazily and rushed into the zombie camp like a landslide or tsunami. They were like a battle axe, easily tearing through the zombies' defenses!

Under the control of the necromancer, the ghouls can fight fearlessly and fight to the last man standing.

However, the necromancer who controlled them was sniped and killed by the werewolves in the first place. The two groups of ghouls lost control immediately. Their instinct for survival made them choose to run away without hesitation the first moment they were attacked by the werewolves, allowing the army of Iskandar dire wolves to directly kill into the camp!

The Necromancers didn't know what was going on. They walked out of the camp in horror and found that a pack of brave and warlike wolves had actually killed their own camp. They specifically targeted the Necromancers and destroyed the command structure of the Undead Legion. A large number of war wolves and thunder wolves domesticated by the Janissaries also assisted them in the killing spree inside the camp!

This happened all over the camp at the same time. Soldiers from the Sixth Legion approached their prey like wolves, seizing the right moment to strike a fatal blow! They bit and attacked the Ninth Legion's camp mercilessly. Leman Russ's four wolf lords were all sent out to attack from the four directions of east, south, west and north. She herself cunningly stayed in the woods, observing the Ninth Legion's actions first, and then waiting for an opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

Chapter 339: Bloodthirsty Bat Wolf

Bowstrings vibrated, dire wolves howled, and the Sixth Legion was like a sophisticated killing machine, perfectly executing the legion commander's strategy. The werewolves bent their bows and drew their arrows, accurately shooting the necromancers one by one in the chaos of the army. The sharp arrows accurately hit their throats and hearts, causing the grassroots structure of the Ninth Legion to gradually collapse and disintegrate.

The Janissaries in this legion include rangers as soldiers and druids as priests.

Rangers are similar to warriors, but are only proficient in long-range shooting and dual-wielding combat. They are not as comprehensive as warriors, but high-level rangers can use some weak forest magic. Moreover, rangers, like druids, have animal companions. Five thousand Janissaries, with five thousand wolves of various species, enter the battlefield together.

Their most core ability is called [Nemesis]. The ranger will choose a species as his nemesis, learn all about it, and study the opponent's physical weaknesses. When attacking them, he will be as precise as a scalpel. Every blow will hit the weaknesses and vital points, causing more fatal damage!

Most of the eighteen legions of the Ottoman Empire are composed of Slavs and high elves. In order to prevent these foreign slaves from causing trouble, brainwashing training is one aspect, and the establishment of the Sixth Legion is another aspect. Their nemesis choices are high elves and humans, and they can cause fatal injuries to these two creatures. It was originally established to quell rebellion and suppress other legions.

However, the Ottoman Empire did not expect that the Warmaster knew the true role of the Sixth Legion. When the Gilman Rebellion began, the first person she instigated was Leman Russ, and she actually succeeded.

The Janissaries who were high enough in level to tame thunder wolves as mounts became Thunder Wolf Cavalry. They used their superior mobility and impact force to break down the enemy's outer defenses, and then charged back and forth inside the camp, cutting and tearing apart the enemy's formation.

The lower-ranked Janissaries who could only tame ordinary wolves were infantry, but their speed after being transformed into werewolves was no less than that of cavalry. As animal companions, the wolf packs rushed to the front to fight against the ghouls. Under the protection of the wolf packs, the heavily armored werewolves moved around the battlefield at the speed of cavalry, holding longbows and attacking at super long range.

Li sniped at the necromancers who controlled these ghouls, and some bloodthirsty and warlike ones even wielded two battle axes and rushed to the front line with their wolves! The minced meat splattered and the broken limbs flew everywhere!

If it were an ordinary army, it would have been crushed by the Sixth Legion's shameless sneak attack. However, their opponents were the Janissaries, who were just as elite as they were.

After the initial panic, the exhausted vampire lords gathered a large number of low-level necromancers under their command, assembled a large number of ghoul legions, formed a line to resist the bites of the wolves, and released one terrifying undead monster after another to launch a counterattack towards the wolves!

Suddenly, a series of horrifying roars came from the right side of a group of Thunder Wolf Cavalry. They turned their heads suddenly and found a bloodthirsty bat wolf that was as big as a rhino and had the physical characteristics of a giant wolf and a bat, roaring out of the group of corpses! His whole body was piled with twisted and powerful muscles like a hill. With his strong limbs, he kicked the ground fiercely. The whole beast actually jumped into the sky tens of meters high along with the fragmented ground! The wide flaps attached to the front paws stretched out, casting the shadow of death over the heads of the wolves. The whole beast screamed and danced in the sky, gliding, and fell directly at the end of the wolf pack like a meteor!

"boom!!!"

The impact of the bloodthirsty bat wolf's dive was extremely terrifying. The earth trembled wildly, the rocks were shattered, and the dust and soil were splashed into the sky tens of meters high by the shock wave! A small crater was smashed on the entire ground. A werewolf wearing armor and his thunder wolf mount were smashed into a meat paste by the monster's weight. Its front paws spun like windmills, dragging gorgeous blood-red arcs in the air, slashing deep dents on the refined armor produced by the Ottoman Empire, and many ropes connecting the armor plates were also cut off. Seven or eight Janissaries were beaten by this huge force and vomited blood repeatedly, and flew off the wolf's back!

Seeing that this group of people were well-armored, the bloodthirsty bat wolf gave up using its claws to swing and slash. It caught a Thunder Wolf Knight from its back like catching a chicken and put it into its bloody mouth. Tons of terrifying bite force, combined with densely packed conical fangs, accompanied by the creepy sound of steel breaking, it bit a well-armored Janissary in half and swallowed it into its stomach. The Janissary's blood flowed along his black hair and filled his mouth.

There were five of these terrifying bloodthirsty bat-wolves on the battlefield controlled by a vampire lord. These monsters stood on the sea of ​​corpses and blood, letting out terrifying screams!

"Fuck! Five bloodthirsty bat wolves?! There is definitely a vampire lord nearby! Guys! Move your noses! Smell where that guy is?!"

A wolf lord let out a bloodthirsty roar and fiercely used a summoning spell, summoning four additional ferocious and terrifying thunder wolves. Together with his own, the number reached an astonishing five.

Then, he used a fifth-ring druid spell: [Animal Mutation].

In an instant, five Thunder Wolves, which were even bigger than horses, glowed with strange red light, and their muscular bodies expanded rapidly! Their size doubled, their weight expanded eightfold, and with their wolf howls that shook the sky like thunder, the five Thunder Wolves turned into giant beasts that were four meters tall at the shoulder, eight meters long, and weighed four tons! Their size was almost the same as that of the bloodthirsty bat wolf! Their fangs and claws were longer than the scimitars of ordinary soldiers. Whether it was a ghoul or a heavily armored werewolf, they all looked insignificant in front of these ten beasts.

"Kill them! For Rus and Allah!!!"

The wolf lord also used a [Tree Skin Technique] to make the skin under the thick fur of the Thunder Wolves as strong as tree bark, greatly enhancing their defense. Then, with an order, the five magic-enhanced Thunder Wolves charged at the five bloodthirsty bat wolves. The ten huge beasts roared and wrestled and bit each other!

The battle between the giant beasts was extremely terrifying. The whole earth was shaking slightly in their fierce battle. A mutated thunder wolf bit the hind legs of the bat wolf, and its neck rotated and swayed wildly left and right, causing the monster to lose balance in the rapid shaking. It fell to the ground with a thud, and crushed a group of zombies to death.

The undead monster let out an extremely sharp and shrill scream, and slashed at the Thunder Wolf's neck with its claws frantically, but was blocked by the skin as hard as tree bark. With a shuddering sound of shattering, the undead monster used its sharp claws to cut off its own hind legs and got rid of the Thunder Wolf's bite. Then, it grasped the Thunder Wolf's wolf muzzle and neck with both hands and controlled the giant beast.

A brand new hind leg was regenerated from the severed limb in just a few seconds.

"Roar!!!"

The bloodthirsty bat wolf roared crazily, kicked the ground with both legs, and leaped several meters high in the air with the nearly four-ton Thunder Wolf with its huge body! It smashed into the army formation of the Yeniceri like a meteor, crushing many soldiers of the Sixth Legion into meat paste, and the Thunder Wolf was also thrown into a mess. The bloodthirsty bat wolf raised its claws high and fell like raindrops, trying to tear the beast into pieces! Even a piece of broken rock splashed during the fight and rolling could knock the nearby ghouls or Yeniceri to the ground, forcing the ghouls and werewolves to avoid these beasts.

Sharp claws cutting, fangs biting, giant beasts roaring, and countless blood-stained hairs fluttering in the sky like willow catkins in spring, flying in all directions.

"Wolf Lord Bjorn! Twelve o'clock! Fifty-six

Rice! We smell a very strong smell of blood! It must be their boss!"

At this moment, the wolves of the Janissaries followed the unique smell of vampire blood and smelled the location of the vampire lord.

Bjorn, one of the wolf lords of Iskandar, laughed loudly. While controlling the five mutated giant wolves to fight the bloodthirsty bat wolves, he raised his right hand and blasted out a blue lightning bolt, which exploded in the target direction! The burning lightning was like a blue star, so dazzling that people could not open their eyes, and the rolling thunder made people unable to hear any sound except thunder!

The thunder fell silent, the lightning disappeared, and the place struck by thunder turned into a dark wasteland. A vampire lord appeared in front of people in an extremely embarrassed manner. One of his arms was destroyed by thunder, and there were horrible lightning patterns on his pale skin.

Seeing the real lord appear, Bjorn used a entanglement spell to summon a large number of thorny vines as thick as index fingers, which entangled the vampire's limbs and bones. A large number of werewolves bent their bows and shot a rain of silver arrows at the vampire lord! They were not shooting ordinary arrows, but holy silver arrows mixed with a certain amount of silver in steel, specifically targeting this kind of evil creature!

"Dang! Dang! Dang!!!"

Bjorn narrowed his eyes, and the wolves also let out uneasy growls. A pair of sacred yet withered pale wings, a pair of pale wings forever dripping with blood, suddenly appeared on the body of the vampire lord, like two shields, blocking the wolves' dense rain of arrows. The holy silver arrows could not penetrate the pair of wings at all and were bounced away one after another.

With the sound of gentle wind, a pair of bloody wings slowly spread out to both sides, revealing the Lord of the Ninth Legion, Sanguinius.

A series of breathtaking sexy curves outline a pair of proudly standing white and tender breasts. The two round jade-like arcs suddenly tighten at the waist, turning into a slender waist that seems to have no bones, and then expand into a plump peach-shaped buttocks and two slender and round thighs.

However, with such a sexy and hot body, her fair face is as holy and beautiful as the angels in religious murals, making people forget to breathe. Her eyes as red as blood and her extremely beautiful bloody lips reveal endless eerie horror. Her holy and dignified face shows a terrifying smile like a devil!

As the wings of blood slowly spread out, a substantial killing intent, like a raging wave of blood, spread out in all directions! The smell of blood in the air instantly became so strong that it was hard to breathe! The deadly killing intent was like a sharp knife, pressing against the necks of the werewolves! Some wounded werewolves could not even withstand the bloody pressure of the Lord of the Legion, and they foamed at the mouth and fainted!

Chapter 340: Roaring Virtue

Bjorn gasped. He didn't expect that he would touch their legion commander. Every hair on his body stood up in fear, and every cell in his body was roaring and screaming under the pressure of Sanguinius!

His own legion commander was indeed powerful. Even if he had risen to the position of Wolf Lord, the legion commander could still defeat him with one hand. However, he had never felt terror and despair from his own legion commander. But now, the two sides had not even started fighting, but just by looking at the Lord of the Ninth Legion, Bjorn had instinctively felt the approach of death.

"Come on! You fallen blood angel! For Russ and Allah!!!"

Bjorn let out a deafening wolf howl in an attempt to cheer himself up, and while blasting natural thunder at Sanguinius, he simultaneously ordered five mutated thunder wolves the size of war elephants to charge at the Blood Angel!

However, the dazzling lightning did not appear. The speed of the angel was even faster than thunder. In a flash of blood, Sanguinius had disappeared from the spot. The speed was so fast that it could not be captured by the naked eye. His left arm that summoned thunder was cut off along with the heavy armor. The break between the armor and the flesh was as smooth as a mirror. It was not until then that the severe pain was transmitted from the broken arm to the nerve center of the brain.

"Too slow. Where is your legion commander? Where is Leman Russ?"

A sweet voice like a nightingale came from behind Bjorn, but to him it sounded like a fatal note. With one arm chopped off, Bjorn endured the severe pain and did not make any sound. He picked up the battle axe and turned around to chop, but there was nothing behind him. Just as he was wondering, a spear pierced through his armor and torso from behind and stabbed out from his chest, easily picking up one of the four wolf lords under Leman Russ on the spear, making him unable to move.

"Where is that cunning she-wolf?"

Sanguinius asked again calmly,

Bjorn's eyes rolled back and he almost fainted from the pain. The severe pain from his broken arm and chest almost made him lose all ability to fight, but he still gritted his teeth and said nothing.

"Don't tell? It doesn't matter. Wait until I kill all her wolf cubs. I'll see if she can get out after she falls to the ground."

Sanguinius snorted coldly and thrust the blood spear that pierced Bjorn's body into the ground, leaving him to wail and struggle on the spear as he was about to die. He held a sacred longsword with a wing-shaped guard in his right hand and pulled out a scarlet blood spear from the dimensional bag with his left hand and charged towards the five giant wolves!

She moved too fast. Ordinary night raiders could not catch them with the naked eye. In just a few breaths, the Thunder Wolves that even the bloodthirsty bat wolves could not handle were pierced through the bodies by blood spears and fixed in place.

On the earth!

They were not dead, but were pierced by blood spears and could not move. They let out miserable wails in a pool of blood, shocking and frightening others.

After leisurely dealing with the giant wolf as if he were drinking tea, the Blood Angel set his sights on the Janissaries again. He appeared behind them like a ghost, and stabbed his spears mercilessly into their anuses, shoulders or lips. He lifted the werewolves up high and then stabbed them heavily into the ground. The sharp spear heads were stained with blood and fragments of internal organs. The werewolves whose bodies were pierced by the spears howled miserably and their bodies nailed to the spears struggled frantically, but this only made their blood flow faster and caused greater pain to the flesh pierced by the spears!

The Blood Angel's beautiful eyes watched these werewolves, whom he had made into blood totems, struggling and squirming alive on the spears. His soft ears heard their increasingly miserable and faint wails, and his small nose smelled the increasingly strong scent of blood. He couldn't help but be deeply intoxicated by it. His dignified and holy face gradually twisted and morphed into a crazy smile, and he let out a creepy laugh!

Her killing efficiency was not high. She only killed more than 30 Janissaries in such a long time, but these living people who were pierced and nailed to the spears and struggled and screamed caused extremely serious morale damage and psychological deterrence to the werewolves. The faces of the werewolves changed drastically, fearing that they would become like this.

The first lesson for the Janissaries is how to forget fear and fight on the battlefield until the last moment. However, these Janissaries who passed the 19 tests remembered what fear is again in the hands of Sanguinius.

"That's enough! You birdman!!!"

After Sanguinius made the 42nd werewolf into a bloody totem, Leman Russ finally arrived at the battlefield. Ordinary druids or rangers only had one animal companion, but as the King of Beasts, Leman Russ had five animal companions, five terrifying thunder wolves!

She first used an animal summoning spell to summon four more thunder wolves to help in the battle, and then cast a fifth-ring druid spell, Animal Transformation, which made the nine thunder wolves, which were as big as horses and as loud as thunder, expand rapidly and become nine giant beasts that were more than four meters tall and more than eight meters long! They stared at Sanguinius in the distance with a covetous look!

This was not the end. Leman Russ casually scattered four oak seeds and cast a druidic spell. The tiny acorns sprouted branches the moment they touched the ground, and within three seconds they grew into towering trees with canopies blocking out the sun. Within another three seconds, they pulled out dense, bizarre and twisted roots that looked like octopus tentacles, stood up from the ground, and turned into four giant tree men tens of meters tall!

[Sixth Ring Divine Spell: Oak Guardian]: Consumes 11 mana points to temporarily transform the oak tree into a tree man to fight for you.

"Ah, you are still the same. You never have the courage to fight one-on-one. You always use your numbers to bully the weak. You haven't even started fighting yet, but you already have thirteen friends."

Sanguinius sneered with disdain as he watched Leman Russ, who was leading a group of animal companions and summoning a bunch of creatures before the fight even started.

"A wolf never walks alone. A lone wolf dies, but the pack lives."

Leman Russ ignored the other party's ridicule, took a deep breath, and roared like a beast! The roar was so terrifying that it turned into a substantial sound wave that tore the earth apart!

Hearing the roar, the wolves and tree men were instantly wrapped in wisps of blood-colored halo, and their attack power soared wildly in a short period of time, and they charged towards Sanguinius together!

[Third Ring Divine Spell: Savage Roar]: Consumes 5 mana points, and all friendly forces that hear your roar will gain +19 damage (equivalent to the spell level), which lasts for 30 seconds.

Chapter 341: Blood Angels

Facing the aggressive beasts, Sanguinius was not in a hurry. She spread her wings gracefully. Blood flowed on each of her white feathers, outlining the appearance of terrifying scarlet pupils. It seemed as if there were tens of thousands of twisted and grotesque blood-red eyes, staring at the nine giant wolves and the four towering ancient trees.

One giant wolf slowly stopped, followed by two, three... nine! All the monsters that launched the attack stopped where they were, no longer following Leman Russ's orders. The pupil patterns engraved on the wings of the Blood Angel were now densely engraved on the faces of these giant wolves and giant trees, looking extremely weird and terrifying.

And those monsters with blood-red pupil patterns had dazed expressions and dull eyes, and they couldn't even hear their master's orders.

Vampire domination.

Leman Russ roared, drew his longbow and fired five arrows in succession. The five holy silver arrows connected together and shot towards Sanguinius, but she disappeared from the spot again, so fast that even Leman Russ could not catch her!

Fortunately, her keen nose could smell the strong and nauseating smell of blood, and the white dragon scale armor carefully forged by Ottoman craftsmen blocked Sanguinius' blood spear in the first time. Her body reacted to the limit, and while her left hand pulled out a frost-covered sword, she swung a longbow with her right hand and smashed it directly behind her, forcing Sanguinius back and avoiding the tragic end of being pierced by her spear and turned into a pierced wooden stake.

Leman Russ let out a creepy wolf howl, threw away the longbow with his right hand, and pulled out a giant axe wrapped in storm and thunder. The axe in his right hand roared with wind and thunder, and the long sword in his left hand was ethereal like ice and snow. He rushed towards Sanguinius with unparalleled ferocity, wielding the axe and sword tightly, and slashing at the bloody angel like a storm!

Her two weapons are

It was so terrifying, and the attack was so swift that the temperature around dropped rapidly, freezing the soldiers ten meters away and causing them to exhale hot white mist. The terrifying thunder even made people's ears bleed.

Fighting against the great druid Leman Russ is like fighting against the angry nature itself. The violent north wind, carrying heavy snow, falls from the sky in the extremely cold winter with thunder! Every thunder is unstoppable and bombards her enemies fiercely! Leman Russ relies on his extremely solid white dragon scale armor and the druid's rejuvenation technique to continuously restore life, so he directly adopts a desperate fighting style of exchanging injuries for injuries. His moves are extremely fierce and perverse, and he hits the vital points every time!

All the Janissaries and vampires looked at her in awe. They were sure that they would not be able to hold out for even a minute under the hands of this legion commander.

And this is not the complete state of the great druid. Her nine-headed thunder wolf and four tree men are all controlled by vampires and are immobilized, unable to participate in the battle. If those things come at them together, they will probably be torn to pieces in an instant.

However, facing the frenzied attack of Leman Russ, Sanguinius was as relaxed as strolling in the garden. She was not in a hurry. She waved the winged sword emitting the holy light of heaven in her right hand and held the fallen spear forged with blood in her left hand. She blocked every attack with ease and even had the time to counterattack. The sword burning with the holy fire of heaven left indelible scratches on the white dragon scale armor, and the scratches even burned with dazzling golden holy fire!

The blood spear in his left hand also seized the opportunity and pierced Leman Russ's body, leaving a horrible wound that kept dripping blood, slowly bleeding the she-wolf.

Leman Russ didn't take it seriously, it was just a cut on her calf, she instantly cast a divine spell to heal the injury, but suddenly found that her own divine spell could not heal the blasphemous wound caused by the blood spear!

What is that spear? It can actually prevent healing?

"Well, the scent of your blood is quite tempting."

Sanguinius twitched her small nose, sniffing the other's blood, revealing an intoxicated smile. She took a slight breath, and Leman Russ's wolf blood suddenly gushed out of the wound like a fountain! It turned into a vortex of blood, whistling across the sky, and was sucked into her mouth through the air!

“Very healthy and energetic.”

Sanguinius licked the blood remaining on his lips with satisfaction, and under the horrified gaze of Leman Russ, he launched a second round of attack!