Chapter 45: Death

Looking at the Wild Wolf in front of him, Lynn’s face was filled with seriousness.

With both hands holding the Iron Axe forward, he pushed the Wild Wolf’s body away.

Taking advantage of the momentum, he raised the ancient Iron Axe in his hand and struck down hard towards the Wild Wolf.

But the weight of the Iron Axe made it difficult to wield.

Even with Lynn’s physical strength, swinging the Iron Axe was a wide and sweeping action.

Just as the Wild Wolf was about to turn around, a massive axe blade had already come crashing down from above.

Crack!

A crisp sound of bones fracturing, the Iron Axe was firmly embedded in the Wild Wolf’s skull.

In an instant, the Wild Wolf was killed.

There wasn’t even a twitch.

Stepping on the Wild Wolf’s corpse, Lynn pulled the Iron Axe out of the Wild Wolf’s skull.

A splash of fresh blood was brought out, splattering on the ground.

Lynn turned and moved to support Kuisi and Guy.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

On a protruding rock, Red’s expression was stern as he constantly reached into the simple Quiver at his back for Flint Arrows.

Arrows after arrows whizzed through the air and pierced into the bodies of several Wild Wolves.

In an instant.

The Wild Wolf pouncing on Wilbur suddenly lost its strength and collapsed on top of his body.

Wilbur glanced at Red with a grateful look and continued to face the Wild Wolf in front of him.

He reached for the Quiver again, finding it empty.

Slung the Horn Bow over his shoulder, Red slowly slid down the rock wall.

As he slid down, he steadied his feet, grasping an Iron Scythe at his waist, and slashed towards a Wild Wolf pouncing at Lynn.

Slash.

The sharp curved blade of the Iron Scythe hooked onto the Wild Wolf’s belly, and as Red borrowed the momentum of the Wild Wolf’s fall, he disemboweled it.

A mass of hot red and white matter spilled everywhere...

At the same time, Lynn swung down the Iron Axe in his hand, splitting another Wild Wolf’s head in half...

A crimson spatter flew up, splashing onto his cheek.

With the mutual help of the villagers, the number of Wild Wolves kept decreasing.

In just ten minutes.

The Skyline was stained a deep red by Wild Wolf blood.

Awooo!

A deep wolf howl echoed again in the forest.

Lynn turned to see, only two Wild Wolves left, trying to escape at the call of the Wolf King.

Running past Red, he grabbed the Horn Bow from him and a few Flint Arrows stuck in nearby Wild Wolves.

Lynn’s expression was icy, "We can’t let the Wolf King escape!"

The Wolf King, with a certain level of intelligence, was truly terrifying.

If given enough time, it would return with a new pack!

After killing so many of the Wolf King’s members, Lynn and his team would definitely not be left in peace.

Red didn’t hesitate, picking up the Iron Scythe and quickly followed.

In the forest.

Three figures swiftly surged through the towering ancient trees.

In the rear, Lynn paused in his run, left hand holding the bow, right hand nocking an arrow and drawing the bow.

Whoosh!

Releasing his right hand, a sharp whistling sound cut through the air as the Flint Arrow shot forth.

It accurately struck one of the closest Wild Wolves, the Arrow embedding itself in the Wild Wolf’s lungs.

The running Wild Wolf tumbled and finally ended up in a bush.

Lynn didn’t pause for a second, just as he was about to draw his bow again, a low growl emerged from his right side.

A Wild Wolf had managed to evade Lynn’s line of sight, hiding in the grass, waiting to pounce on Lynn as he caught up!

At the moment the Wild Wolf leaped, Red arrived.

He body-checked the Wild Wolf, causing it to fly some distance away and land stably.

Intercepting the Wild Wolf, Red declared firmly, "Master Lynn, leave this wolf to me!"

Lynn said nothing, continuing his pursuit of the snow-white Wolf King ahead!

After running tens of meters, the towering ancient trees ahead became more sparse.

Lynn halted his steps once again.

Taking a deep breath, he tried to steady his breathing.

At the same time, through the sight of the Horn Bow, he aimed at the snow-white Wolf King several meters ahead.

As the snow-white Wolf King jumped, leaping over a fallen tree obstacle, Lynn released the Arrow in his right hand.

Whoosh!

In the sharp whistling of the wind, the Flint Arrow flew through the gaps of the intersecting tree trunks, accurately striking the leaping Wild Wolf.

Ugh!

Crack, crack.

Sounds of the Wild Wolf’s body rolling and tumbling among the branches resonated non-stop.

Lynn exhaled the air within him and stepped towards the Wolf King.

Crossing over the fallen log, Lynn climbed atop it.

Shifting his gaze slightly.

Amidst the shattered branches and leaves, the snow-white Wolf King lay within.

The Flint Arrow he fired was lodged in the chest of the snow-white Wolf King, with streams of blood continuously flowing out...

Hearing Lynn’s footsteps, the snow-white Wolf King bared its teeth, emitting a faint growl.

However, the more it growled, the more the blood surged.

Confirming that the snow-white Wolf King posed no threat.

Lynn walked up to it, looking into the pleading, flickering eyes of the snow-white Wolf King.

He felt no pity or hesitation.

Not long ago, the snow-white Wolf King had rallied its pack to try to kill Lynn and his team...

If Lynn hadn’t come up with a strategy, it would be them lying dead now!

He took the Iron Scythe from his back and slashed at the snow-white Wolf King’s neck...

The Wolf King perished!

After completing everything, Lynn sat down heavily on the ground, leaning against the fallen log.

With his mental tension and continuous physical exertion, he felt utterly exhausted.

The sound of stepping on branches echoed.

Lynn looked over cautiously.

Seeing Red, covered in crimson, approaching.

Upon seeing Lynn, Red’s demeanor relaxed clearly, "Master Lynn, are you hurt?"

Lynn nodded, counter-questioning, "How about you?"

Red explained, "I’m fine, just soaked in wolf blood!"

Looking at the burly man before him, the scene of him body-checking the Wild Wolf replayed in Lynn’s mind.

He felt a slight stirring in his heart.

This was the first person to save him without regard for his own life.

Red Harper!

...

After a short rest.

Lynn opened his mouth to ask, "Red, why did the Wolf King attack so fiercely?"

Packs of Wild Wolves attacking villages and eating livestock is common.

However.

The Wolf King’s summoning of the pack for a frontal assault against a group with weapons...

It was Lynn’s first time witnessing it.

Reflecting for a moment, Red answered, "Generally speaking, the reasons for Wild Wolves to attack head-on, apart from lacking food, include sensing their territory being invaded."

"Of course, there’s another possibility... To protect the Wolf King’s offspring!"

Lynn’s eyebrows raised.

Wolf King offspring?

If found and tamed, and then bred, they could potentially form a Wild Wolf Knight Corps?

Clearing the reckless thoughts from his mind.

Lynn’s gaze moved through the gaps in the trees above, as the sky grew dark.

It was now evening.

"Let’s go, Red, back to check on the others."

Lynn and Red stood up and began walking towards the direction of the Skyline.

However, after just a dozen meters.

Figures holding torches came into Lynn’s view.

It was Kuisi and others emerging from the Skyline.

Because Lynn chose the valley to face the Wild Wolves, alternating attacks on them, they didn’t suffer much injury.

Kuisi quickly approached Lynn and Red, looking them over from head to toe.

Before Kuisi could speak.

Lynn’s eyes fell on what Kuisi held in front of her, "What are you holding?"