Wind pressure surged forward, and the incoming Black Tide was like a reversed river, swept away by this sword.
The Wind Blade swept over a range of over a hundred ters in an instant, decapitating Black Wolves within its scope, while the aftermath continued forward, rolling and knocking back Black Wolves over hundreds of ters, even surpassing half the battlefield.
This made the Fog Howl at the center of the battlefield feel a chill down its spine.
It instinctively raised its head, wanting to see what kind of danger was making it uneasy.
But it imdiately witnessed the most shocking scene of its life.
...
After Brand unleashed his sword strike, a sword mark, nearly several ters wide, ford in front of him over a range of a hundred ters. At this mont, he was almost completely exhausted, with his stamina directly entering a state of fatigue.
If it were an ordinary person, both strength and dexterity would have diminished to below half.
Yet Brand saw green flashes in his retina, instantly weaving together a ssage:
"Unyielding Talent activated, strength and dexterity maintained at peak status."
Brand's body wobbled, taking almost 3 to 4 seconds to catch his breath. But after this sword strike, he could not help but silently lant, for having used all his strength, he now felt as if his hands didn't exist; even several seconds later, the soreness was still there.
However, he opened his eyes and already saw that there was an unobstructed path between him and the Male Wolf hidden within the wolf pack ahead.
The only problem was that the path shrank by half in re monts—
The Black Wolves seed indifferent to how many of their kin died under that sword just now; they imdiately began refilling the space Brand's sword had swept out within the wolf pack.
"Hurry up—" Otin took a deep breath, finally understanding what Brand and the others intended.
But in his view, this strike seed unsuccessful because, almost within the few seconds of Brand catching his breath, the wolf pack had already reoccupied the path.
"A bit slow!" Otin couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
But Brand's attack was not finished.
He took a breath, then raised his left hand, letting out a low roar: "Earth, grant the sword blade!"
Though using all his strength, the voice was still barely audible.
Yet the effect it caused almost scared the distant Male Wolf Fog Howl to run away. With a thunderous crash, the ground before Brand suddenly fractured, collapsing in the middle, with both sides rising high, reaching a width of dozens of ters—
Those Black Wolves that had just flooded into this area were caught off guard and pulled towards the center by massive force. Although they quickly reacted, trying to escape to the sides, the force of nature was not sothing a re few monsters could resist.
With the sound of continuous rumbling, the earth sank layer by layer, burying nurous Black Wolves in the soil. The fractured earth extended forward, stopping just about ten ters in front of Fog Howl.
But the cunning Male Wolf hadn't had ti to react before Brand clenched his open fingers.
A Rock Teeth towering over twenty ters erupted from the depths of the fractured earth in front of Brand, followed instantly by a second, then a third; countless spires surged out one after another, as if in an instant, they had ford a bridge between Brand and the Male Wolf.
The whole process seed to span eternity as if it were the creation of the world, but in fact, it was just the blink of an eye, and Fog Howl almost barely reacted to what that human intended.
It raised its head, gazing at the towering bridge erupting from the battlefield, and couldn't help but freeze slightly before reacting to dodge, yet it was that montary freeze.
It had already lost the chance to retreat.
Brand finally caught his breath in the mont he unleashed the Earth Sword, imdiately shouting, "Get close to ."
Queniel and Qian quickly reacted and approached him from left and right, their combined weight was no burden to Brand now. He grabbed both of them, and the Charge Skill activated instantly.
The 900 energy level dexterity drew a black zigzag line extending forward on the Rock Teeth Bridge, undulating back and forth, spanning hundreds of ters in a blink, where Brand and his companions visibly paused in mid-air—
Appearing above Fog Howl's head.
Fog Howl raised its head, staring at the seemingly insignificant human appearing in its blood-red vision.
Simultaneously, Brand, Queniel, and Qian could see the huge wolf covered in grey mane, nearly as large as the Five-headed Lizard they had slain half a month ago.
It had only one eye.
Legend has it that Fog Howl lost one eye forever in battle with another Male Wolf nad Unihorn, and the ga's designers authentically recreated it all—just like the giant wolf now before Brand's eyes.
But Brand had no ti to admire such a fearso monster.
They needed a swift victory before the other Black Wolves could react, before the Rock Bridge collapsed—in other words, they had less than a minute to settle the trouble.
"Qian, engage." Brand shouted: "Mr. Queniel, cover !"
While saying this, he was already plumting toward the Male Wolf Fog Howl like a falling star. Fog Howl let out a long howl; it did not enjoy joining combat but if a human challenged its authority, it wouldn't mind tearing them apart with its own hands.
It viewed Brand's slow-moving figure in its eyes, sweeping down with its paw.
Brand, of course, understood that this strike could not succeed; as a monster that had awakened an elent, the Male Wolf's dexterity was at least seven tis his own; in its eyes, he probably wasn't much faster than a snail.
Upon seeing Fog Howl's shoulder move, he imdiately knew it was going to strike later but arrive first; however, he had anticipated this, extending his right hand forward as the Wind Queen's Ring on his finger activated.
A Wind Bullet roared out, though the seemingly sharp airflow was akin to a breeze to the Male Wolf, the recoil force from this airflow was enough to push Brand back, narrowly avoiding the wolf's claws.
But the first strike failing, the Male Wolf imdiately lunged for Brand, with a clawing pounce completing in a flash as Brand descended, almost leaving only a vague white shadow.
While Brand was mid-air and the Wind Queen's Ring was still on cooldown, naturally unable to dodge.
Seemingly about to et his end in the wolf's jaws.
...(To be continued, to know what happens next, please visit qidian, more chapters, support the author, support legitimate reading!)
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