My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Ma Long never thought that a pack of wolves could be composed of wolves with different coat colors; he also never thought that the world of Azeroth, or the wolf in the twilight forest, could be so huge!

On the earth, the wolves on the grassland are nothing more than one meter long; but the giant wolves in front of Ma Long can grow to more than two meters even with their tails, and there are even a few "big chunks" close to three meters in length.(To be continued.)

27

"What a big wolf..."

Paul next to Malone whispered--this made Malone somewhat relieved--it turns out that not all wolves in Azeroth can grow up to this size.

"Wolf! It's a wolf!"

Altea shrank behind Malone and screamed.

Of course I know this is a wolf, so grandma, can you keep your voice down?And... even if it is a wolf, what are you so excited for?

—— Ma Long said silently in his heart, it is indeed difficult for him to distinguish women's excitement and fear.

"What to do, Chief Lothar?"

Robin pursed his lips, and after a long time he asked Malone in a low voice.

There are already dozens of giant wolves that have fully emerged. In the depths of the twilight forest, the screaming wolf howls are still coming. No one knows how many of these giant wolves are there.

The only armed forces in the refugee ranks are only a dozen soldiers from the Xiquan Garrison, and at the same time other refugees cannot even find a shelter.

"I have told everyone to light the torch, but we don't have enough fuel, and the torch won't last long. These wolves..."

Elro Eberlock walked to Malone's side and said worriedly.

"I……"

Of course, Ma Long didn't know how to deal with these giant wolves. He planned to find the answer in the skill distribution system.

Among the various skills in World of Warcraft, there are certainly many that can kill these wolves, but in that case, how to explain the origin of these skills has become a problem for Ma Long-after all, he is just a man A warrior in Stormwind, not a wizard in Dalaran.

Of course Malone can't manage that much. If he can't keep these refugees, he won't even have the opportunity to explain to others.

At this moment, Altea and the refugees in the camp issued a sharper exclamation; Ma Long looked in the direction of Altea's fingers, and his strong body couldn't help shaking.

At the edge of the twilight forest, the giant wolves that sprang from the woods suddenly scattered to both sides, giving way to a road; a white wolf with silver hair and twice the size of other giant wolves, in a dozen black Surrounded by the giant wolf, he slowly walked out of the woods.

Wherever the white-headed wolves went, the giant wolves lowered their pointed heads one after another, with their forelimbs slightly bent and crawling on the ground, as if a smart creature was expressing surrender.

And this white wolf, like a proud king in the world, walked to the front of the wolves, raised its slender and elegant neck, and howled.

"Rubos..."

Suddenly, Ma Long heard a refugee next to him murmur this familiar vocabulary.

"Rubos?"

Elro Eberlock asked the refugee suspiciously about the meaning of this term.

"Yes, Mr. Ellow... Rubes, that's the name of this white wolf... Legend has it that it is the incarnation of the devil, the product of the devil and the sorceress, and its every move can drive the power of the shadows , People who have seen it have never survived... the holy light is on, this time we..."

The refugee knelt to the ground, his whole body trembling constantly, his hands kept marking the mark of the holy light on his chest, but he could not settle his mind grabbed by fear.

"Son of the devil……"

Elro Eberlock repeated the refugee’s words in a low voice. He remembered that this refugee had lived near the Twilight Forest for a while before the war broke out. Maybe he had heard the rumors about this white wolf at that time. Right?

Elro Eberlock did not believe in such outrageous legends, but he knew that whether he believed it or not, it would not help the refugees' current situation.

"Rubbers? Is this guy Rubes?"

Ma Long asked in surprise, forgetting that he and these refugees were surrounded by wolves.

"Sir Lothar, do you know this wolf too?"

Elro Eberlock asked in surprise—he didn't remember that this young Sir Lothar used to live in a remote place like Twilight Forest in the territory of Stormwind.

"Is it..."

Ma Long replied vaguely, while looking at the "beautiful" beast.

In the game called "World of Warcraft" that Malone once played on Earth, Rubes is a very famous beast-at least for hunter players.

The silver-white appearance, the special effects of the shadow attack, and the title of "Wolf King" given by the player, make this white wolf wandering in the twilight forest, like Broken Tooth, Xiuma, Laxili, etc., become a hunter Popular candidates for pets.

Ma Long himself had caught Rubes as a baby, but he did not expect that in the real world of Azeroth, this silver-white wolf king would be even more cool and dazzling.

"Sir Lothar, shall we... retreat or..."

Seeing that Malone was in a daze, Paul couldn't help asking about the next strategic countermeasures-judging from the looks of the wolves, they should not be far from when they attacked.

"Retreat? Oh no... If it's Rubes, I have a good idea..."

Ma Long returned to reality from his absence, looking at the huge silver-white wolf king, he smiled inexplicably.

Chief Lothar is crazy?He can actually laugh?This is a pack of wolves!A pack of as many as hundreds of giant wolves!

Even if the Xiquan garrison could kill a dozen giant wolves, the remaining wolves would be enough to bite the refugee team into a river of blood in a moment; and at this time, Chief Lothar was still there. laugh?

——The only thought left in Paul's mind.

Ma Long didn't know how his subordinates were slandering him. He pushed away the soldiers of the Xiquan Garrison who stood in front of him, and strode towards the wolf pack in front of him.

"Ma Long? What are you going to do?"

Altea only realized how dangerous his current actions were after Malone walked a long way; for a while, the girl overcame the fear of those grinning wolves, and wanted to run out to drag Malone back.

Of course, Altea's crazy behavior was naturally stopped by Elro Eberlock and other refugees; at the same time, they looked at Malong's back and were full of puzzles and questions.

"Sir Lothar? What are you going to do?"

Paul shouted loudly, holding the spear in his hand tightly-what should he do?

Paul didn't know the answer to this question; if Chief Lothar wanted to fight these giant wolves, why didn't he order himself and Robin to charge?

If Chief Lothar intends to take the refugees away, why should he walk to the wolves alone?Is he really crazy?

——While thinking this way, Paul turned his eyes to Robin beside him.(To be continued.)

28

"Robin, what should I do? Do you want to go?"

Paul asked in a low voice—he was very worried about Malone's safety, but the wolves around him staring at the refugees prevented him from rushing straight up—he had to protect the safety of these refugees, even though it sounded impossible.