Chapter 132

, very close...Edward held his breath, his heart pounding. After the footsteps approached less than three meters away, the other party finally stopped, but Edward was not fooled. He suppressed his uneasy emotions and restless thoughts and waited as calmly as a corpse. Sure enough, the other party moved again, taking a subtle step forward hesitantly. It was at this time that the ** light in Edward's pupils shone brightly. He shot out of the darkness with one arrow step, and his sharp claws tore open the opponent's throat when he was stunned and at a loss. Blood spurted out from the carotid artery and spread all over Edward's face. He stretched out his barbed tongue to lick the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his joyful mood was frozen in the next second. The guy's body turned into light spots and dissolved. Only the blood everywhere and a pair of tattered pants on the ground proved that Edward had brutally injured a person here. "Damn it! It's happening again!" Edward's eyes were full of fear and indignation, and he quickly looked for a way out. Ever since he got that damn stone egg, all kinds of disasters and accidents seemed to have plagued him. Especially after he returned to Old Town, he found that no matter how stealthy he was or how safe he was hiding, someone would always find him by chance, and when they found him, they would be so surprised that they would attack him like crazy and risk their lives. Edward had no choice but to kill them one by one, but at that moment he realized something was wrong. They would not leave any bodies behind when they died, but would reappear soon, as if they were resurrected, and lead a group of people to find his hidden location. What is this? Edward was almost driven crazy. He regretted that he had done such a thing for a little money. This was not a poisonous pie at all, but a discus that could break teeth. It could not even satisfy his hunger, so Edward would become a starved ghost. Wrong! Everything is wrong! Edward, who didn't want to be killed just like that, could only keep changing positions and kill everyone he saw, no matter whether they were extraordinary or not, what clothes they were wearing, whether they were old or young. Edward never held back again, ever since he was stabbed three times by an old-looking dwarf. He knew that this would be of no use. As long as he was not dead, as long as he had not delivered this unlucky stone egg to that damn guy, they would always find him and kill him at all costs. Edward realized that he seemed to have fallen into an encirclement. The layers of pursuit made it impossible for him to escape from any direction, and he could only stay and tremble in the increasingly narrow encirclement. It's really ironic. He is obviously the transcendent of the wild hunting path, and he is the one who should be the hunter. Leicester The rain is falling harder, which is good. The rain can wash away the blood and smell on his body, and even those club lackeys can't find half of it. Fortunately, the night was dark enough. Even if you were walking through the streets, as long as you didn't have anything glowing on you, it would be difficult to be noticed from a distance. Edward's target was a dilapidated warehouse, which was once a gathering place for a group of gangsters. Later, they didn't know who they offended and were put on Wanderer's Tavern's bounty bar. Edward spent the whole night sending them away. There is a secret room in that place, which is enough for Edward to hide for a period of time and restore his nearly dry physical strength and magic power. Just as he was thinking this, a voice that made him extremely frightened and had appeared in every nightmare suddenly sounded. "Long time no see, Edward." A thunder or something else exploded in the sky at the right time. In short, the light that lit up at that moment illuminated the figure in front of Edward. It was a huge werewolf five meters tall with metallic shiny hair. Chapter 138: Escape and Chase. The majestic wolf claws stretched out from the darkness and grabbed Edward like a mouse. Edward was trembling all over and full of fear, as if he was being targeted by a natural enemy above the food chain. He couldn't think of any resistance, only fear and despair lingered in his heart. "Where?" The giant wolf's pupils were filled with cruelty and indifference. It exerted force on its hands until Edward's bones were overwhelmed and made an abnormal sound. "Tell me! Where is it!" One kiss from its huge head and the wolf lined with fangs is enough to swallow Edward, and the sound coming from inside is even more like an abyss, terrifying and absurd. Edward felt like all the bones in his body were about to break. He opened his mouth and blood and internal organs flowed out. "... In... In my..." He struggled, as if he was saying his last words before dying, but the pain caused by the opponent's increasing strength could not make Edward say any complete words. Gradually, he understood that the other party didn't want him to answer the question, but was just toying with him. Just like when a wild animal catches its prey, it does not eat it immediately. Instead, it keeps playing with it and admiring all its struggles and ugliness in order to survive. Such twisted thinking is something that only wild beasts can have. Although this giant werewolf still has reason and can speak human language fluently, deep down in his heart, he may have been replaced by wildness. After understanding this, Edward gave up the struggle in despair. He did not think that if he handed over the damn stone eggs, this cruel Cold Blood beast would let him go. Hunters would never allow their prey to escape. Just as death was approaching, the giant wolf casually threw Edward into the cold mud. Edward got a chance to breathe, and he thought, maybe this beast would not kill him easily before getting the stone egg. But his idea was definitely wrong. The giant wolf stopped because a more dangerous enemy was approaching. Its pupils shrank, staring into the distance. The sound of armored boots touching the ground came one after another, but faster than that was the bright white long sword that also reflected luster in the dark night. It approached the giant wolf in an instant, so that the giant wolf could only twist its body away to avoid the sword from piercing its vitals. The sword blade made a sound of metal and stone hitting each other when it came into contact with the werewolf's hair. The seemingly inconspicuous blade tip easily broke through the giant wolf's defense, leaving a dazzling wound on its waist. Before the giant wolf could see the full face of the attacker, the opponent clenched his iron fist and struck the giant wolf in the lower abdomen with a hammer. The huge and unreasonable power made the giant wolf's eyes darken. It arched its body, and smelly saliva flowed everywhere along its huge wolf snout. But if it were just an attack of this level, it wouldn't be enough to hurt it at all. The giant wolf howled, its eyes glowed brightly, and it completely transformed into a wolf shape. It turned around and crushed the attacker under its paws. The opponent was an iron can covered with armor. No matter how hard the giant wolf exerted its strength, it could not crush the can and turn the people inside into pulp and squeeze out from the cracks. Obviously, this armor was not a mortal thing. There was another sound of a sword being drawn, and the giant wolf raised its head alertly, and saw a man slashing at it with a flaming sword. Fire is the natural enemy of all beasts, so the giant wolf jumped up to avoid the attack without hesitation. Its huge but agile body landed on the roof nearby without making a sound. The blood from Stage Three's Abomination Hunter will be perfectly digested and can be driven by extraordinary beings at will, even easier than driving one's own original body and strength. The giant wolf stared hard at the two attackers. Its superior sense of smell had already told it that the opponent was unquestionably powerful and dangerous. If it was not careful, even it would become the unlucky victim of the opponent's sword. The giant wolf's attention was entirely focused on these two people, so much so that Edward had already escaped secretly, and it couldn't care less.