Chapter 372: 372
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Beneath the grainy eyes and the incredulous gaze of all present, the figure, who until then had bent over the corpses, stood on two legs, showing himself in all his wickedness.
A giant werewolf, about two meters high, stood among the soldiers, with the blood of their two companions dripping from its long claws and the small fire-red eyes looking around, while the heavy breath came out of its mouth in the form of hot steam, sliding among the sharp canines.
He had his shoulders curved forward and a thick mane, black like his hair that from behind his back ran through his neck, reaching up to his head, where two pointed ears upwards turned autonomously left and right, picking up every sound.
"Take cover! Go!" Sander shouted, raising his shield and running toward the huge black wolf, trying to distract him to allow his men to move away toward the other soldiers.
The wolf turned around to him and with his long arm violently struck the large tower shield.
Under Kjell's incredulous gaze, Sander flew meters away, unable to retain the enemy's incredible power.
Taking advantage of the werewolf's moment of distraction, Kjell snapped at him and holding both of his chains, moved his arms forward, twisting one around his arm and another around his neck.
With a mighty boost, he jumped forward and kicked the wolf's face, but he didn't move an inch.
Before he could fall to the ground with both feet, the wolf moved his arm back and Kjell was forced to give up his grip on the chain, which remained attached to the enemy's arm.
Rolling backward and pulling hard, the chain warrior tried to strangle the beast-man, but he grabbed the chain with both the big hands and dragged Kjell, also throwing him at Sander and tearing the chains off his body.
After watching the enemy knocking out both of their Masters, the Crows Of Odin's warriors began to run wild, terrified of what the werewolf was capable of.
Just then, after high howls, dozens of other wolves made their way to the village, running on all fours and reaching the warriors, beginning to slaughter them one by one.
"Nooo!" Sander screamed again, who, when he saw his men lose their lives, got up from the ground and began to run in that direction, to prevent the carnage.
A wolf approached him and tried to hit him with his claws, but he deflected the blow with the shield and counterattacked with a violent punch in the stomach, which produced a circular shockwave and caused the enemy to bend in half, forcing him to kneel in pain.
A final shield bash on his face killed him, shattering his skull and breaking his jaw, which lost almost all of its teeth, that fell to the ground like unanimated nails.
"Dag! Help! Egill!" the Master Of Defense continued, who after a few seconds faced another enemy.
"Fuck!" he yelled, running toward Kjell and Sander and looking at Gridd and Freydis's frightened face, who didn't know how to behave and hoped the enemies would not get to their position.
Screaming like a mad to attract the wolves to himself, Dag continued to run, generating a bundle of dark liquid from his back, which in no time split into two large arms, that hardened at the ends, taking on the usual combat shape.
As soon as they saw him, three wolves sprinted towards him, intent on stopping his advance towards his two allies, who had fallen far behind and were about to be completely encircled.
Before they got too close, despite their incredible speed of movement on that rough terrain, Dag violently waved one of the two dark arms, shoving a werewolf in his chest.
The beast-man uttered a verse of pain and fell to the ground wounded, with a hole in his sternum, as rivers of blood gushed out of his body, which moved with convulsions until his heart stopped beating.
The other two wolves reached Dag and jumped towards him: one of them managed to hit him on a leg, causing a deep wound on his thigh, which slowed his run and forced him to stop and fight.
Surrounded by the two huge beasts, which buzzed around him like flies, Dag clasped both of his weapons in his hands.
Magni's hammer began to charge with energy, and after slightly resting the Giantbane blade on the wound of his leg, it caught fire, shining in the darkness and instantly vaporizing the raindrops that fell on its surface.
A wolf attacked Dag, trying to bite him on the shoulder, but he turned around nimbly and hit him with the hammer under his chin, causing him extensive damage and knocking him to the ground.
The next instant, the other one tried to attack him by surprise, but a dark arm of Dag twisted around his abdomen, blocking him before he could shoot forward, moving autonomously in defense of his creator.
The wolf seized the dark arm with both hands and stretched his arms mightily.
The fluid fibers began to dislodge and the arm grip became less and less strong until the enemy's large claws penetrated its interior and completely torn it apart, tearing it in two parts.
"Aaargh!"
After gaining a few seconds of time advantage, Dag struck the werewolf's throat with the Giantbane's fiery blade, which sharply severed his head, letting it roll to the ground, next to the dark arm piece, which dematerialized and became gas, slowly re-entering the pores of Dag's skin, that absorbed it voraciously.
"He managed to tear one of those dark arms from him! We have no hope!" Gridd said, slowly retreating to touch the stone wall behind her with her back, frightened by what she had just seen.
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Beneath the grainy eyes and the incredulous gaze of all present, the figure, who until then had bent over the corpses, stood on two legs, showing himself in all his wickedness.
A giant werewolf, about two meters high, stood among the soldiers, with the blood of their two companions dripping from its long claws and the small fire-red eyes looking around, while the heavy breath came out of its mouth in the form of hot steam, sliding among the sharp canines.
He had his shoulders curved forward and a thick mane, black like his hair that from behind his back ran through his neck, reaching up to his head, where two pointed ears upwards turned autonomously left and right, picking up every sound.
"Take cover! Go!" Sander shouted, raising his shield and running toward the huge black wolf, trying to distract him to allow his men to move away toward the other soldiers.
The wolf turned around to him and with his long arm violently struck the large tower shield.
Under Kjell's incredulous gaze, Sander flew meters away, unable to retain the enemy's incredible power.
Taking advantage of the werewolf's moment of distraction, Kjell snapped at him and holding both of his chains, moved his arms forward, twisting one around his arm and another around his neck.
With a mighty boost, he jumped forward and kicked the wolf's face, but he didn't move an inch.
Before he could fall to the ground with both feet, the wolf moved his arm back and Kjell was forced to give up his grip on the chain, which remained attached to the enemy's arm.
Rolling backward and pulling hard, the chain warrior tried to strangle the beast-man, but he grabbed the chain with both the big hands and dragged Kjell, also throwing him at Sander and tearing the chains off his body.
After watching the enemy knocking out both of their Masters, the Crows Of Odin's warriors began to run wild, terrified of what the werewolf was capable of.
Just then, after high howls, dozens of other wolves made their way to the village, running on all fours and reaching the warriors, beginning to slaughter them one by one.
"Nooo!" Sander screamed again, who, when he saw his men lose their lives, got up from the ground and began to run in that direction, to prevent the carnage.
A wolf approached him and tried to hit him with his claws, but he deflected the blow with the shield and counterattacked with a violent punch in the stomach, which produced a circular shockwave and caused the enemy to bend in half, forcing him to kneel in pain.
A final shield bash on his face killed him, shattering his skull and breaking his jaw, which lost almost all of its teeth, that fell to the ground like unanimated nails.
"Dag! Help! Egill!" the Master Of Defense continued, who after a few seconds faced another enemy.
"Fuck!" he yelled, running toward Kjell and Sander and looking at Gridd and Freydis's frightened face, who didn't know how to behave and hoped the enemies would not get to their position.
Screaming like a mad to attract the wolves to himself, Dag continued to run, generating a bundle of dark liquid from his back, which in no time split into two large arms, that hardened at the ends, taking on the usual combat shape.
As soon as they saw him, three wolves sprinted towards him, intent on stopping his advance towards his two allies, who had fallen far behind and were about to be completely encircled.
Before they got too close, despite their incredible speed of movement on that rough terrain, Dag violently waved one of the two dark arms, shoving a werewolf in his chest.
The beast-man uttered a verse of pain and fell to the ground wounded, with a hole in his sternum, as rivers of blood gushed out of his body, which moved with convulsions until his heart stopped beating.
The other two wolves reached Dag and jumped towards him: one of them managed to hit him on a leg, causing a deep wound on his thigh, which slowed his run and forced him to stop and fight.
Surrounded by the two huge beasts, which buzzed around him like flies, Dag clasped both of his weapons in his hands.
Magni's hammer began to charge with energy, and after slightly resting the Giantbane blade on the wound of his leg, it caught fire, shining in the darkness and instantly vaporizing the raindrops that fell on its surface.
A wolf attacked Dag, trying to bite him on the shoulder, but he turned around nimbly and hit him with the hammer under his chin, causing him extensive damage and knocking him to the ground.
The next instant, the other one tried to attack him by surprise, but a dark arm of Dag twisted around his abdomen, blocking him before he could shoot forward, moving autonomously in defense of his creator.
The wolf seized the dark arm with both hands and stretched his arms mightily.
The fluid fibers began to dislodge and the arm grip became less and less strong until the enemy's large claws penetrated its interior and completely torn it apart, tearing it in two parts.
"Aaargh!"
After gaining a few seconds of time advantage, Dag struck the werewolf's throat with the Giantbane's fiery blade, which sharply severed his head, letting it roll to the ground, next to the dark arm piece, which dematerialized and became gas, slowly re-entering the pores of Dag's skin, that absorbed it voraciously.
"He managed to tear one of those dark arms from him! We have no hope!" Gridd said, slowly retreating to touch the stone wall behind her with her back, frightened by what she had just seen.
Beneath the grainy eyes and the incredulous gaze of all present, the figure, who until then had bent over the corpses, stood on two legs, showing himself in all his wickedness.A giant werewolf, about two meters high, stood among the soldiers, with the blood of their two companions dripping from its long claws and the small fire-red eyes looking around, while the heavy breath came out of its mouth in the form of hot steam, sliding among the sharp canines.He had his shoulders curved forward and a thick mane, black like his hair that from behind his back ran through his neck, reaching up to his head, where two pointed ears upwards turned autonomously left and right, picking up every sound."Take cover! Go!" Sander shouted, raising his shield and running toward the huge black wolf, trying to distract him to allow his men to move away toward the other soldiers.The wolf turned around to him and with his long arm violently struck the large tower shield.Under Kjell's incredulous gaze, Sander flew meters away, unable to retain the enemy's incredible power.Taking advantage of the werewolf's moment of distraction, Kjell snapped at him and holding both of his chains, moved his arms forward, twisting one around his arm and another around his neck.With a mighty boost, he jumped forward and kicked the wolf's face, but he didn't move an inch.Before he could fall to the ground with both feet, the wolf moved his arm back and Kjell was forced to give up his grip on the chain, which remained attached to the enemy's arm.Rolling backward and pulling hard, the chain warrior tried to strangle the beast-man, but he grabbed the chain with both the big hands and dragged Kjell, also throwing him at Sander and tearing the chains off his body.After watching the enemy knocking out both of their Masters, the Crows Of Odin's warriors began to run wild, terrified of what the werewolf was capable of.Just then, after high howls, dozens of other wolves made their way to the village, running on all fours and reaching the warriors, beginning to slaughter them one by one."Nooo!" Sander screamed again, who, when he saw his men lose their lives, got up from the ground and began to run in that direction, to prevent the carnage.A wolf approached him and tried to hit him with his claws, but he deflected the blow with the shield and counterattacked with a violent punch in the stomach, which produced a circular shockwave and caused the enemy to bend in half, forcing him to kneel in pain.A final shield bash on his face killed him, shattering his skull and breaking his jaw, which lost almost all of its teeth, that fell to the ground like unanimated nails."Dag! Help! Egill!" the Master Of Defense continued, who after a few seconds faced another enemy."Fuck!" he yelled, running toward Kjell and Sander and looking at Gridd and Freydis's frightened face, who didn't know how to behave and hoped the enemies would not get to their position.Screaming like a mad to attract the wolves to himself, Dag continued to run, generating a bundle of dark liquid from his back, which in no time split into two large arms, that hardened at the ends, taking on the usual combat shape.As soon as they saw him, three wolves sprinted towards him, intent on stopping his advance towards his two allies, who had fallen far behind and were about to be completely encircled.Before they got too close, despite their incredible speed of movement on that rough terrain, Dag violently waved one of the two dark arms, shoving a werewolf in his chest.The beast-man uttered a verse of pain and fell to the ground wounded, with a hole in his sternum, as rivers of blood gushed out of his body, which moved with convulsions until his heart stopped beating.The other two wolves reached Dag and jumped towards him: one of them managed to hit him on a leg, causing a deep wound on his thigh, which slowed his run and forced him to stop and fight.Surrounded by the two huge beasts, which buzzed around him like flies, Dag clasped both of his weapons in his hands.Magni's hammer began to charge with energy, and after slightly resting the Giantbane blade on the wound of his leg, it caught fire, shining in the darkness and instantly vaporizing the raindrops that fell on its surface.A wolf attacked Dag, trying to bite him on the shoulder, but he turned around nimbly and hit him with the hammer under his chin, causing him extensive damage and knocking him to the ground.The next instant, the other one tried to attack him by surprise, but a dark arm of Dag twisted around his abdomen, blocking him before he could shoot forward, moving autonomously in defense of his creator.The wolf seized the dark arm with both hands and stretched his arms mightily.The fluid fibers began to dislodge and the arm grip became less and less strong until the enemy's large claws penetrated its interior and completely torn it apart, tearing it in two parts."Aaargh!"After gaining a few seconds of time advantage, Dag struck the werewolf's throat with the Giantbane's fiery blade, which sharply severed his head, letting it roll to the ground, next to the dark arm piece, which dematerialized and became gas, slowly re-entering the pores of Dag's skin, that absorbed it voraciously."He managed to tear one of those dark arms from him! We have no hope!" Gridd said, slowly retreating to touch the stone wall behind her with her back, frightened by what she had just seen.
