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soon.
The elite wind wolves led by the one-eyed wolf and the squire knights led by Arthur clashed in the first round of battles in the western wilderness.
From Arthur's perspective.
With one hand he steered the black-haired horse Night Shadow, and with the other he raised a drawn sword.
He seized the opportunity and wielded his sword.
He slashed at an elite wind wolf that was about to collide with the black-haired horse night shadow in its charging path.
Although he is still a trainee knight, he has already reached perfection in this realm and can intermittently unleash the power of aura.
So he began to frantically practice the "Fire Lion Breathing Technique".
After a brief delay, the life force within the body transformed into a red waveguide power, the Flame Waveguide.
Flame Aura surged from his hand, instantly wrapping around the blade of his sword.
This amplifies the slash he unleashed this time, aimed at the elite Wind Wolves.
Then look at the elite wind wolf that is fighting against Arthur.
It did not back down.
The magical aura emanating from this elite wind wolf has reached the second tier, making it comparable in strength to a Black Iron tier knight.
Unlike the previous two waves of wind wolf packs that attacked the militia.
The wind element controlled by this elite wind wolf was not only gathered at the location of its gaping maw.
It almost covered the entire body, condensing into a layer of airflow barrier that enveloped the whole body, seemingly both real and illusory.
Although he lived in the declining Blackrock Territory in the North, Arthur was taught by Leon, a knight of the kingdom, from a young age.
He also possessed a certain level of basic magical knowledge.
He recognized it as the second-tier wind magic "Gale Body".
It can greatly enhance the power and speed of wind-type magical beasts.
This elite wind wolf activated "Gale Body" and entered Arthur's attack range.
Faced with his wielding sword, the elite wind wolf did not dodge but chose to confront him head-on.
It leaped up.
At the same time, it opened its blood-red maw and two sharp claws, lunging at the human on the back of the black-haired horse night shadow.
But Arthur was no fool; his accumulated combat experience told him that he couldn't confront this elite wind wolf head-on.
He immediately changed his battle strategy.
Arthur turned his sword around and pulled on the reins of his black-haired horse, Nightshade.
The black-haired horse Nightshade beneath Arthur's feet was a warhorse he had raised since birth, and the two had long since developed a tacit understanding that was comparable to a spiritual connection.
Upon sensing the extent of the pull on the reins, Nightshade immediately understood the command he had given.
next moment.
Mo Binma Yeying reacted swiftly, changing its charging direction and nudging its head toward the elite wind wolf.
Mo Binma Yeying's sudden turn caught the elite Wind Wolves off guard.
The elite Wind Wolf, already in mid-air, tried to avoid Nightshade's collision, but he couldn't adjust his position in mid-air at all.
Thus, the thick neck of the black-haired horse night shadow struck the waist of the elite wind wolf from the side, interrupting its attack.
Immediately afterwards, Arthur swung his sword.
The sword, amplified by the Flame Wave, struck the vulnerable neck of this elite wind wolf.
Enveloped in flame aura, the sword sliced through the wind element that formed the "Wind Body" on the opponent's body, striking his vulnerable neck.
The next moment, blood gushed out from the wound on his neck that had been torn open by the sword.
Steaming hot wolf blood splattered onto Arthur's face, adding to his chilling and menacing aura.
As the wind element on its body dissipated, the elite wind wolf staggered as it landed from the sky, trying to get up.
But the rapid loss of vitality did not allow it to support its body with its limbs again.
After letting out a whimper, the elite wind wolf finally collapsed to the ground.
Just one sword.
Arthur then killed a second-tier wind wolf!
But he did not let his guard down after killing an elite wind wolf.
Because at this moment, an even greater crisis has already arrived.
Arthur sensed an even more violent and intense wind elemental energy approaching him.
It's a one-eyed wolf!
Realizing this, Arthur tensed up. He pulled on the reins again, steered his dark-maned horse Nightshade, and tried to avoid the attack of the one-eyed wolf that was out of his sight but was about to strike.
As a wind-type magical beast, Mo Binma Yeying also sensed the approaching powerful aggregate of wind elemental energy.
finally.
Arthur and Mo Binma Yeying brushed past the giant wolf, which was over two meters tall and entirely white.
As Arthur brushed past the one-eyed wolf, he sensed its magical aura at close range and immediately made a judgment:
—Oh no! It's a Tier 3 magical beast.
Arthur felt a strong sense of crisis. Without thinking too much, he quickly turned his horse around and joined the other five squires while the one-eyed wolf missed its target.
Fortunately.
After missing his first attack, the one-eyed wolf did not launch a fierce offensive.
It howled in place, regrouping the scattered elite wind wolves.
The first round of clashes with the elite Wind Wolves has ended.
The side of the squires led by Arthur has suffered no losses so far;
The elite wind wolves, led by the one-eyed wolf, lost one of their elite wind wolves, which Arthur had killed.
The current situation is 6 vs 10.
Chapter 13 Enraging the One-Eyed Wolf
After Arthur reunited with the five Iron-rank squire knights.
They rode black-maned horses and formed a complex defensive formation.
The six people spread out in a fan shape, each maintaining a certain distance from each other.
Any knight who is attacked can receive timely assistance from other knights.
But this one-eyed wolf was clever; it figured out the formation Arthur had set up.
Then it let out a low howl, suppressing the other elite wind wolves around it that were restless due to the death of their comrades.
The howl of the one-eyed wolf conveyed even more information.
The nine elite wind wolves present began to move slowly, and soon surrounded the knights led by Arthur.
At this moment.
Arthur frowned, trying to figure out how to defeat the elite second-tier wind wolves led by the third-tier alpha wolf.
The butler, Leon, had told him:
Black Iron Knights can use their superb tactics and swordsmanship to defeat larger numbers of second-tier magical beasts of the same level.
However, they have little chance of winning against third-tier magical beasts.
Because there is a huge gap between third-tier magical beasts and second-tier magical beasts, just like there is between iron-tier knights and silver-tier knights.
This gap cannot be eliminated by simply accumulating quantity.
Once a second-tier magical beast transforms into a third-tier magical beast...
Their affinity for elements and the magical power within them have undergone a qualitative leap, enabling them to unleash large-area, highly destructive third-tier magic.
So, if we continue with a group battle against the one-eyed wolf...
Once the one-eyed wolf unleashes a third-tier spell, Arthur can hardly guarantee whether his group of Iron-tier knights can withstand it.
But he was certain that the situation would be particularly unfavorable to them at that time.
Thoughts turn.
Looking at the calm and collected one-eyed wolf, Arthur seemed to understand why the wolf hadn't launched a fierce attack after he killed an elite wind wolf.
It was concealing its deadly move, waiting for the right opportunity to annihilate the Black Iron Rank squire knights he led in one fell swoop.
Thinking of this, Arthur couldn't help but look up at the sky.
In the night-covered sky, a giant raven with blue feathers and a wingspan of three meters circled.
It is a third-tier mutated magical beast, the Frost Raven King, and the mount of the butler Leon.
King Frostraven, under orders from his master Leon, will ensure Arthur's safety during this campaign.
At this moment, Arthur calmly considered the situation and made a rational judgment.
—It seems we must rely on the power of the Frosty Raven King to defeat this one-eyed wolf.
At the same time, he also had to find a way to lure the one-eyed wolf away.
Avoid letting its third-tier magic affect other Dark Iron Knights, as well as the militia fighting the Wind Wolves behind them.
The militia's new recruits were mostly ordinary young men who had not yet become apprentice knights.
They would certainly have a harder time dealing with the one-eyed wolf's third-tier magical attack.
Every new recruit in the militia was a Blackrock Territory citizen personally trained by Arthur.
They are not only a strong shield protecting the current peace of Blackrock Territory, but also the fresh blood for the future development of Blackrock Territory.
As the Lord of Blackrock and the leader of the militia, Arthur was prepared for casualties in this battle the moment he chose to confront the Wind Wolves head-on.
However, this mental preparation can only be accepted on the premise of doing everything possible to avoid all unnecessary casualties.
With this understanding, Arthur quickly came up with a decision.
He first whispered quickly to the Black Iron Rank squires around him his idea of luring away the one-eyed wolf alone.
Upon hearing the decision whispered by the new lord, the group of Black Iron rank squire knights all looked at him with disbelief.
They were surprised that Arthur, still a novice knight, would take such a risk and undertake such a dangerous mission.
But then, as if they had just remembered something, they looked up.
They looked up at the sky and, upon seeing the Frostraven King, Captain Leon's mount, finally composed themselves and accepted their new lord's decision to embark on the adventure.
Therefore, after the handover was completed.
Without hesitation, Arthur took action.
He pulled on the reins, guiding his black-haired horse, Nightshade, forward at a slow pace, breaking away from the defensive formation.
The elite wind wolves surrounding them bared their teeth and let out intimidating growls when they saw Arthur's actions.
They could smell the blood of their dead brethren on Arthur's armor and face.
This instilled a sense of fear and hesitation in the elite group of wind wolves.
Furthermore, without the one-eyed wolf's command, they dared not act rashly.
"You should be able to understand me, right, leader of this pack of wind wolves?"
Arthur looked at the one-eyed wind wolf and began to talk to it:
"Thirty years ago, you were just an elite Wind Wolf in the Wind Wolf pack, witnessing the former lord Richard's purge of the Wind Wolf pack."
But you were lucky enough to survive.
Thirty years later, the Wind Wolf Pack has not yet fully recovered to its former glory and splendor.