i have a shelter.

But the move of the strong man to cut off his wrist seems to have worked.After the wolf's jaw was firmly grasped by him, it was difficult to twist and pull, and the teeth were also embedded in the chain armor, giving George's other hand time to reach for the dagger.

In the twisting force of that force, George's entire body shook amidst the dust splash, and the blood that kept flowing out was also splashed with wolf kisses.It made him feel like the bones and muscles in his arms were about to be torn apart.

Between the left and right swings, George's other hand finally touched the dagger on his back waist.He gritted his teeth and drew out the dagger, and stabbed at the wolf roaring wildly.

The wolf fur is very tough, and the hair is also very thick.And he was swaying all over his head not only a little poorly, but also lacked strength.It failed to insert it into its throat.However, under his desperate strength, he stabbed the dagger into its side chest.

The dagger touched a certain rib and stopped moving, and the wolf also felt the danger in the pain, and desperately wanted to open its mouth.But George's bloody arm grabbed its jaw like iron pliers, and it was pulled away by the wolf for a certain distance.

His arm had gradually become numb, and the wrestling for just over a minute made him feel a little weak.Knowing that this was his last chance, he suddenly pulled the wolf's mouth back with all his strength, and firmly pulled the dagger down with the other hand!

The dagger finally reached into the softness, and was violently stirred in George's hand.

Hot and thick blood sprayed out, but the wolf became even crazier amidst a burst of mourning!

It finally got rid of George's completely unconscious hand, stretched out its big mouth again, and bit George's face!

At this critical moment, George's eyes widened and he didn't choose to dodge. Instead, he twisted the dagger harder, and once again kissed the wolf with his unconscious arm.

With a creaking sound, the wolf's fangs were inserted into the mail armor and stuck firmly inside.George's dagger was also ruthlessly pulled down for another distance.

Groups of hot things fell on George's body, and the wolf finally weakened under the severe pain.

George seized this opportunity, exerted a lot of force, and pressed the wolf under his body. While pressing his arm against the wolf's mouth, he drew out the dagger and inserted it into its throat!

His eyes were red like a wolf, and he stared at those wolf eyes.At this moment, he saw the fear in the wolf's cold eyes.

Slowly, the faint cold light in the wolf's eyes finally gradually went out...

George's hand was dripping with blood, and his arm was hard to bend. I don't know how bad it was.But the leather glove was completely rotten, and the mail armor on the arm was also broken a little bit, and bleeding out.

But George didn't feel the pain, instead, he was excited!

He stood up and looked towards Alexander.

The big guy had already dealt with the last three wolves, but his body was also covered in blood, which looked very scary.

When George reluctantly tore off his gloves and hung up the hammer and the Bible with one hand, followers also came over.

"Why are there eight wolves?" The follower questioned his lord, and his eyes were a little moist.

It's scary that George can see the wounds on his body, but it shouldn't be a big problem because he has two wolves on his shoulders...

"Shit!" George yelled, "It's not just these eight, Alexander! All the wolves around are over here! Go!"

He pulled Alexander along and said, "Actually, when I saw the sixth wolf, I wanted to yell to remind you! I was going to sacrifice my life to attract them to protect you!"

"???"

"But it suddenly occurred to me that this might kill both of us. Because as long as you kill the wolf, the other wolves will probably go away. And if I do it rashly, it will ruin things. .” George looked behind him, and his eyes fell on Alexander’s eyes, with great sincerity.

He went on: "But you killed the wrong one, Alexander! I didn't expect you to... eh." He sighed.

"I...did I screw up?"

"Well..." George nodded deeply.

"But why am I killing more and more? Why do they come around? Shouldn't they run?" Alexander's eyes widened.

"Yeah! Why is this happening?! This is so strange! Don't these stupid people realize that Alexander is invincible?!"

"Of course I am invincible! I killed them all!!"

"Yes! And it was only slightly injured! You are really powerful! Alexander, you are Johannes' number one warrior! You are so brave and invincible, I really admire you!"

"Hey hey hey..." The bald man rubbed his head, completely forgetting what happened just now.Even the wounds on my body don't hurt anymore.

But George suddenly burst into tears.

"What's the matter with you, my lord?"

"I'm the one who hurt you, Alexander, I'm sorry." As he said that, George, who was crying, lifted his bloody arm intentionally or unintentionally, and Alexander could clearly see the continuous dripping blood on it.

"My lord, are you injured? Damn it! It's all my fault, I didn't protect you well!"

"It's okay, Alexander. Although I feel that my hand...may be useless. But it doesn't matter, you are my sibling, and I am your sibling. We rely on each other and share weal and woe."

"My lord..." Alexander covered his face and stopped, crying loudly.

"Slow down!" George suddenly became anxious, and his face was completely different from before.Because he seemed to have seen something in the mist jumping over to the Marle Gobi just now, wouldn't there be other wolves rushing over, right? ! !

"Go!" He hurriedly pulled Alexander to speed up his pace.And chanted the holy hymn in a low voice.Not long after, he felt a warm current coming from his hands.The bleeding slowly stopped, and gradually he became conscious!

He could feel that although his hand was seriously injured, it didn't hurt the bones.Just want to recover, I'm afraid it will take a while.

"What are you singing, boss?" Alexander wiped away tears as he walked.

"I'm trying to heal your body...but it seems to have failed. Sorry, I'm not very skilled." George's apology was real this time: "Are you okay?"

"My lord? You still care about me?" Alexander was about to shed tears again, and he said, "I'm fine, boss, I'm fine! This little injury is nothing. If it weren't for the fact that I'm so hungry these days I’m not as strong as before, even eight ghouls, I’ll finish them off in a few strokes! You don’t have to worry about me, just wait for me to eat more at night, and heal yourself first!”

He can play better than me... George said something secretly, but he was relieved and pulled him to continue walking quickly.

He thought to himself: Big guy, I know you have more wounds than me.But all I can say is sorry.And the monastery doesn't know what's going on, so I'm afraid this last bit of mana can't be used to heal you now...

He thought clearly, although the big man was seriously injured.But he is physically strong, so it doesn't affect his actions.But if his hand doesn't heal first, let alone whether it will be disabled, even if he runs away, he can't run fast.

At this time they had entered a nearby woodland, and after running for a certain distance, George stopped in front of a big rock. He looked around and found the shadow of the wolf in the fog.Nervously unfolding the scroll, he found that there were indeed many wolves gathered, and two or three of them were hanging behind them, wandering in the fog like servants.

Alexander saw the wolf figure angrily trying to walk over, but George grabbed him.

He spat out a few words between his teeth: "Don't go! Wait first!"

Then he picked up a few twigs on the ground, tore off a few pieces of the cloak with a dagger in a hurry, stained the bit of grease in the backpack on his back, wound up five or six torches, and lit them.

God, I definitely shouldn't die here! ! !

......

Rolling around on the spot and doing splits, asking for a recommendation ticket!

0012 The ruined monastery

The cleverness seemed to work. When George looked at the scroll on the stone and his eyes were bloodshot, the scouts finally turned and left.

The pack of wolves gathered together without making any noise, and headed towards the place where they had fought before, where there was fresh meat that could be obtained without effort.

George, who was sweating profusely, looked up to the sky and exhaled, feeling a little exhausted all over.