The Demon-Sealing Arrow was hiding very well in this darkness. Even the races known for night vision could not tell, so Fenriu suddenly fell to the ground and surprised them.

"What's going on?"

Almost all the stalemates present had a big question mark on their foreheads. Instead of the long-term silence that had just fought in full swing.

"Hey, what's wrong with the Wolf of Disaster?"

"Can't it be intentional fraud to lead us to the trap?"

There was such a small-scale discussion in the army, but because he had suffered from this wolf, or because he was too dirty, no one put down his weapons or was approaching the giant wolf now.

After waiting for a while, everyone also let go of their initial warning. The most important thing is that the bodies of the demon wolves surrounding the Demon King Army began to become thinner and then disappeared. This undoubtedly no longer describes this fact-that is, that is, Fenriu's magic power is declining.

How is this possible? How could the immortal wolf of disaster fall down for no reason? But even if he doesn't want to believe it, the facts are right in front of him.

Finally, the third prince Icarus, who was in charge of the overall situation, ordered: "Hey, who will come over and see the situation?"

To be honest, he has some situations that cannot be grasped now.

The commander issued an order, so the generals began to be responsible for the dispatch of candidates, but the task eventually fell on the giants, not because they were less stubborn and easier to deceive, but because Fenriu's huge body was probably no one except them.

"What the hell is going on?"

"He...his...a...a...an arrow in his...a chest, his chest...."

Zanggra came forward in person, even if he was more than ten meters long, he had to react with the help of his tribe members. The result was shocked. It was hard to imagine that the arrows that he could twist with his two fingers cost Fenriu's life.

"What arrow...no. I asked him if he was dead?"

"He, he...he."

"What the hell is going on?" the messenger asked impatiently. He almost forgot that this tall giant was a lord who dominated the country, and his identity as a general was only useful within the jurisdiction of the Demon King City.

If there were five other lords here, even if they turned against each other, there would be nothing to complain about even if they immediately killed this guy, but the giant lord Zangela is the one with the least qualifications and the best to speak.

"He is dead." Zangla was brewing for a while. Finally, she didn't stutter too much.

"Dead?"

"Really dead?" There were obviously many incredible voices: "Is this wolf really dead like this?"

Everyone who heard this did not know what expressions should be put on, was they laughing, but victory had little to do with them. Many people were thinking that it was really good to celebrate like this, but it was uncomfortable, but it was even less important. They finally saved their lives, and they won such a difficult battle, although it was incredible.

This feeling was like a duel between two warriors. Both sides set aside and set off, and then after shouting "Ah~~~~" and when they were about to face each other, one of them foamed at the mouth and turned over. Although the remaining one won, they looked complicated.

With the promise of the giant lord Zangela, the arrogant giant wolf was indeed silent because of this. So the general present finally raised his courage and approached the "corpse" of the giant wolf. But this time it was actually caused by the demon legion that had just entered the battlefield.

"What are you doing? Your Highness is here." The general of the Demon King City couldn't help complaining. But he didn't dare to make a loud voice because the devils' arrogance and domineering are famous.

Although the demons are loyal to the Demon King, it is because of the demon lord Relton. In private, the demons are known for being irritable and difficult to get along with. They often act as vanguards in battles, but they defeat their opponents with thunder, which makes the other troops behind them no longer need to take action, so they turn the enemy to the main force of the Demon King City.

So not long ago, the demons returned in a desperate battle against the disaster. Many people watched coldly with the attitude of watching jokes, but they knew very well that the demons could not bear this humiliation. They must be full of anger and eager to take revenge. If anyone present was unhappy with the sudden death of the giant wolf, then only these guys who finally waited until they left their phone but hit the empty door.

If you run into it at this time, it will definitely become the target of venting your anger. Fortunately, you have been dealing with each other for a long time. The troops of Demon King City have become accustomed to dealing with these arrogant guys, but this has hindered the face of His Highness the Prince.

"It's okay, let them go." Icarus was also full of doubts, but he still said such words generously. He searched carefully among the demon's team. After confirming that there was no Lance, he found a person in charge of the demon and asked: "Who is the leader of the demon army this time?"

"It's me." Bart replied briefly.

After looking at the other party a few times, Icarus confirmed that the person in front of him was one of the old lord's personal guards, and then continued the next question: "So where is Lancelot who came here with the Demon Legion this time?"

"The young master is the commander of the army. Just stay in a distance and give orders. It is naturally the business of our subordinates." Even though the other party is a prince, Bart still has no particularly good voice. He has questions and answers, which is already very good for the other party.

"That's how..."

Icarus shut up after saying this. He was not a person who spoke much. He could say so much because the situation this time had developed beyond his plan.

Lancelot seems to be even more unpredictable than what he has heard.

At this moment, a long-silent howl interrupted his thoughts and tore the victory that everyone finally achieved.

"Do you... think this is over?"

Although the sound was not coherent and there was also a feeling of suffering. The hoarse and empty sound came from the giant wolf lying on the ground. Everyone could also feel that the magic power that had been suddenly separated just now surged around like a tide, and the demon wolves that had disappeared showed their figures again.

"What a pity. If this arrow stabbed a little deeper, I would probably die under this arrow, who had been suppressed from regeneration. Unfortunately, you have no chance of a second time." Fenriu got up from the ground with a little difficulty. Under one of his claws, an arrow that he broke was lying broken.

Some sharp-eyed people finally recognized it-

"Why are the Demon-Sealing Arrows here?"

However, now is not the time to consider these things. Because the more severe terror has come again, Fenriu's weakness is only temporary. He can constantly absorb magic and spiritual energy around this world as a supplement, but there is only one demon-sealing arrow that can seal his power, and it has been destroyed by him.

Seeing this scene happening, Icarus had to think of retreating. He wanted to grab Lance's collar and loudly asked him why he didn't do it according to the plan.

What’s interesting is his idea, but someone did it for him at this moment, a thousand meters away.

"What the hell are you thinking? Your recklessness made you miss the last chance to defeat the wolf. Now even if you hold a blood gun, you can't defeat Fenriu, who has recovered his strength!"

"Why do you have to say so much?" Lance shook Yulica's hand away and looked at the other person coldly.

Another reset card was drawn from his arms.

After paying for the magic crystal needed to summon, the second magic arrow appeared in Lance's hands.

The Dark Elf Lady widened her eyes in surprise and showed an incredible expression: "Why, the only thing about the Demon-Captaining Arrow... Did you find the arrow that was lost in the poisonous swamp?"

Lance smiled coldly at Yuliga's words. The card system is not something you are a bitch like. He even handed the arrow to Parker without even taking Yuliga's glance. It seemed that it was just an ordinary arrow, not a magical artifact.

Carding items has the advantage of being easy to carry and summon unlimitedly. The only price is that summoning requires the payment of magic crystal, but instead the items cannot be destroyed. When they are stolen or seized by them, as long as the card is reset, the props that the enemy has finally obtained can disappear, which can be said to be extremely convenient.

Now let alone provide another one. As long as the magic power of the Lance mana pool is sufficient, he can continue to summon the second one, and the third one has no problem at all, so he is not worried about problems like "What if Parker misses the shot".

But should I say it was to be proud, or because Fenriu hit an arrow, he became particularly vigilant. Although Parker's second arrow shot immediately still hit, it failed to hit the target's heart. However, once the demon-sealing arrow hit the body, it would quickly seal Fenriu's magic power, causing the large number of demon wolves he had finally summoned just now to disappear again, and at the same time blocked his way to absorb the magic power around him.

Although the attack on Fenriu this time was not fatal, it made him even weaker. The troops surrounding him were not paper-made decorations, especially the demons who were surging in the battle. They had already been impatient. Now they saw the opportunity to take advantage of it, and there was no reason to go beyond the reach.

Because the arrow was very far away, Fenriu could not pull out the arrow that lost all his magic powers at the first time. He felt the fear of death for the first time in his birth. He - the dignified demigod, was also afraid. For a moment, he made a choice that he had never made in his long life - to escape.

Perhaps the word retreat is more vivid, but now the panicked Fenriu has only one word in his mind.

Escape, escape from here as soon as possible, otherwise it will be very dangerous!

But when he made this decision consciously, it was too late, because someone always calculated this scene. The humanoid creatures dormant in the crowd suddenly changed. Two giant dragons appeared out of thin air. Their appearance was without warning and without any warning. This not only deceived the army of the Demon King Army, but also deceived Fenriu.

At this time, the dragons bit the giant wolf's body at the same time. The dragon clan is a more difficult opponent than the giant. Why do you choose this kind of time? Don't, don't...

As if he felt something, Fenriu raised his originally proud head. This time, he saw the sharp arrow flying in the darkness in his scarlet eyes, but he could not dodge.

The arrow pierced into the wound left on his chest the previous time, not more than one point, Fenriu widened his eyes, not because of pain, but because of fear, and he wanted to scream, but in the end even the sound was wiped out.

This time, the miracle finally did not happen again.

His body crystallizes when it comes, and the body of the god will not turn into rotten flesh and slowly dissipate, and will only scatter dust in an instant.

Fenriu looked at the same shocked people in front of him, full of resentment. In the end, even the hatred was taken away, drifted away, and then disappeared. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!