"Attack! Attack! Attack!"
Thousands of human soldiers, fully armed, charged out of Winter City. Their superior equipment, even better than that of Werewolves, allowed most of them to survive the first wave of attacks. Soon, the power of the Hound's Heart potion began to bloom in their flesh and blood.
"Kill!"
Bang!
The Knight's Greatsword slammed into a Werewolves, its fur and muscles jamming the sharp blade. In pain, the Werewolves swung its claws at the knight, but the immense force caused the knight to groan but remain motionless. Beneath his armor, his eyes slowly rose, staring madly at the Werewolves.
The next moment, an even stronger force landed on the hilt of the Knight's Greatsword. The knight gripped the sword and pulled the blade downwards with all his might.
A bloody Werewolves arm was severed and fell to the ground. The knight stared at the screaming Werewolves with bloodshot eyes, then charged at the Werewolves.
He was incredibly fast, and his armored body was exceptionally sturdy. The Werewolves felt as if a wall was charging towards him, and the next moment he fell to the ground. Despite being two heads taller than a human, he was easily knocked down by this impact.
He struggled furiously to get up, but ultimately failed, as the Knight's Greatsword descended from above and pierced his throat. The knight did not choose the head, for the Werewolves's head was hard.
"Retreat! Retreat!"
"The human-specific medication won't last long!"
Seeing the heavy losses suffered by the Werewolves on the battlefield, their leader, Ves, finally panicked and ordered the Werewolves to retreat.
"Humans can't catch up with us!"
He asserted that the Werewolves had begun to retreat, and that as long as they could stall for the time limit of the human's extraordinary potion, Werewolves would have an absolute advantage.
But the next moment, Ves opened his eyes wide. He saw those humans running wildly across the wilderness, a wilderness without even roads. These humans seemed to know it like the back of their hand, and more importantly, their speed was no less than that of Werewolves.
"What a powerful extraordinary potion."
Ves was shocked, but now that he had retreated, it was impossible for him to turn all those Werewolves back to fighting humans. He was the leader of the Garg Clan, but even so, he could not control the thoughts and actions of every Werewolves.
"Retreat!"
"I don't believe humans would dare to chase after us."
Ves gritted his teeth and ordered the Werewolves to continue their retreat. If the human army dared to pursue them, he would stall until the potion's effects wore off, at which point the humans would be lambs to the slaughter.
If the human army doesn't pursue, the Werewolves army won't go too far. Once the effects of the drug wear off, tens of thousands of Werewolves will overwhelm the human city.
This was Ves's plan. He wanted to crush the human army in front of him with wisdom, instead of foolishly relying on brute force to plunder humans like the Orcs. That was an outdated method. If the Orcs wanted to conquer the South lands, they had to rely on the wise Werewolves.
Of course, in addition to this, there is another reason: the status of the ' Gagg ' clan is now being challenged, and he cannot afford to lose too many subordinates, otherwise, the status of the Garg Clan in the Silvermoon Royal Court will be in jeopardy.
"Avoid their sharp edge, and wait until the human army is exhausted, then we will easily achieve victory."
Ves was determined not to let the humans succeed, so the massive Werewolves army retreated again and again.
"The power of the Hound's Heart will last for another thirty minutes."
Rose descended from the sky and spoke to Brandt. Upon hearing this brief description of the time, Brandt's eyes became somewhat anxious.
"It's a 20-minute walk to where the Baron is."
"We're going to end the war in... ten minutes?"
This result made Brandt tremble slightly. What can you do in ten minutes? If tens of thousands of Werewolves stood still and let you kill them, you could only kill ten thousand Werewolves at most in ten minutes, right?
Moreover, the Werewolves's strength is undeniable, and only a seasoned Apprentice Knight can rival the Werewolves in terms of power.
Only Knight Retainer who have been blessed by Ryan several times are able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Werewolves in terms of health, strength, agility, reaction speed, and vitality.
Even so, these Stag Legion Knight Retainer are no match for Werewolves in terms of speed.
"Ten minutes is enough."
Rose said that Brandt had no other choice but to lead his army to attack even faster.
He also discovered that the Werewolves had no desire to fight them and seemed to be dragging them down.
Upon witnessing this scene, Brandt finally gritted his teeth. He wasn't actually a particularly conservative person, so at this moment he ordered the entire army to disregard the potential traps and counterattacks of the Werewolves and begin a pure chase.
It's fair to say that if the Werewolves had turned around at that moment, he could have delivered a fatal blow to the human, but Ves didn't. After giving the order, he kept retreating.
This result gave Brandt two extra minutes, and at the eighteen-minute mark, they finally brought the Werewolves within their planned range.
On the other side, Ryan stood on the mountain, watching as a dense swarm of Werewolves appeared before him. This Mountain Forest was long devoid of wild beasts and birds, and even insects had disappeared, fearing the scent of the Werewolves.
" Baron Excellency, shall we lay down the net?"
"Wait a little longer, wait for those Werewolves from the ' Gagg ' clan."
Ryan's target wasn't the ordinary Werewolves 'commoners,' but the Werewolves nobles, the Werewolves of the Garg Clan.
These Garg Clan Werewolves were taller and larger than ordinary Werewolves, with muscles piled up on their backs and limbs, exceeding two and a half meters in height.
The effects of the alchemical potion won't last long. The only chance to win this war in one fell swoop lies with the Werewolves of the Garg Clan.
Finally, amidst the densely packed Werewolves army, Ryan spotted the Gagg Werewolves, whose fur was even thicker and whose physique was even stronger.
"Let's do it!"
He roared, and a dozen huge rocks beside him came to life, transforming into the towering Golem Puppet Mage Luna.
A kilometer away, a Crystal Python also let out a ferocious roar, smashing the surrounding trees as it twisted its head.
Two extraordinary beings charged toward the army of tens of thousands of Werewolves. The sudden appearance of these two powerful beings caught the Werewolves off guard, and they were somewhat afraid.
The Golem Puppet and Crystal Python rampaged through the Werewolves army, and the Werewolves ' attacks were ineffective against them. In a fleeting moment, these two top-tier extraordinary beings smashed open the ground beneath their feet.
The Mage Luna pressed one hand to the ground, the Golem Emblem gleaming. The next moment, an iron chain as thick as a human arm appeared in her hand.
The Crystal Python on the other side was even more brutal and savage. It slammed its blood-red maw down on the ground, killing more than a dozen Werewolves and swallowing large amounts of soil and rocks. It also gripped a section of metal chain tightly.
Mage Luna and the Crystal Python charged toward the location of the Garg Clan. Behind them, the Werewolves suddenly looked at the ground in shock. They felt a terrifying force impacting their feet. The next moment, to the astonishment of all the Werewolves, the hard earth rose up and scattered around their heads. Amidst the flying debris, jagged iron chains tautly flew out from the ground.
One Werewolves after another was tripped by the suddenly appearing metal ropes, but there was no way to break free and get up. The metal chains quickly rubbed against the Werewolves ' bodies, scraping off their flesh. In that instant, the intense pain made countless Werewolves howl in agony.
In the center of the Werewolves army, the Werewolves of the Garg Clan looked up at the screams and saw two enormous creatures running towards them, each clutching a huge net.
That net was huge, incredibly huge!
The giant metal net, spanning over 1,200 meters in width, descended upon them like a fishing net, and none of the Werewolves blocking the way of the Golem Puppet and the Crystal Python could stop them.
As for the length? The mountains beneath Ryan and the others in the distance were shaking, rocks were rolling down, and tree roots were being overturned. Three consecutive mountain peaks were shaking and damaged.
Ves's expression changed drastically. The shockwave from his roar made the hair on his face stand on end, and then he charged toward the Golem Puppet.
At the critical moment, Rose stood in front of Ves, and the two Saint Realm were on the verge of exchanging blows. But the next moment, countless liquid metals rose from the ground like droplets of water, hovering around the two Saint Realm.
On the land of Northwind Province, there is not much else, but iron ore is densely packed. The amount of iron buried beneath the earth is unimaginable. And the alchemist Rose... happens to be an iron chain alchemist who has awakened the bloodline talent of a metal sorcerer.
"Mourn, cage."
In that instant, countless molten metals transformed into incredibly hard refined Refined Iron, sealing the two Saint Realm beings within it like a spiderweb. Meanwhile, other molten metals in the void rained down on the Werewolves, Ves.
At the same time, the huge metal net finally fell on the Garg Clan Werewolves.
Awooo—
Werewolves are very intelligent, and this is not an exaggeration. Some of Werewolves began to transform into wolf-like beasts and squeezed out through the gaps in the metal mesh.
This wasn't difficult, because the opening in the metal fishing net wasn't small, about the length and width of a human arm. However, when other Werewolves tried to imitate it, some of Werewolves were suddenly scratched by the barbs on the metal fishing net and bled profusely.
Moreover... the poison, the poison that weakens, also comes from the alchemist Rose. Ever since this alchemist reached an agreement with Ryan, she has always managed to produce amazing treasures.
Metals can be toxic, something Ryan hadn't known much about before, but Rose told him the answer.
All metals contain toxins for the flesh and blood, but it often takes a long time for these toxins to kill a life.
The reason this toxin appeared in the war was because Ryan obtained a letter from the vampire Count William that explained the Werewolves.
"They reveled in the blood of their ancestors, and they too suffered because of it."
Blood, bloodline, is the source of Werewolves' strength, distinguishing them from other Werewolves with their wildness. But similarly, their greatest strength and pride is also their greatest vulnerability.
Ryan and Rose couldn't figure out the specific key to this, but it didn't matter. Whatever was in the Werewolves's blood, as long as their blood was weakened, the Werewolves's power would definitely be affected.
The barbs on the metal fishing net aren't the key; the blood on the Werewolves Werewolves fuels their ferocity and fighting spirit. The metallic toxins are the real deadly weapon.
As soon as the Werewolves jumped out of the net, they fell to the ground. Transformed into wolf-like beasts, they knelt on all fours, coughing up blood. At the same time, their bodies gradually turned into Werewolves- like forms, their fur turning an unnatural gray.
Their organs were failing, and Ryan was shocked. He suspected that the toxins used by Alchemist Rose were not only effective against Werewolves, but against all living beings.
He didn't understand Werewolves, so he simply took out an indiscriminate metallic poison. This was a supernatural technique that Rose had preserved after experiencing several worlds. She was once a powerful Saint Realm Mage, and now she is a powerful Saint Realm Alchemist. Ryan didn't ask about Mr. Roth's age, but he was definitely not young.
Not young, yet powerful, that means they must possess many invaluable treasures.
The fact that they can use materials from Otherworld to create the Hound's Heart alchemy potion, and also produce such a metallic toxin, shows the depth of their abilities.
It far surpasses Mage Luna came to the Frozen Earth Territory from the very beginning.
Mage Luna was penniless, but Mr. Roth was rolling in money.
Hmm... it doesn't seem that rich, because the amount of poison is not large. After one or two thousand Werewolves are poisoned, the subsequent Werewolves do not suffer such serious injuries.
But it's alright, the human army has arrived.
Ten minutes remained, and the alchemical potion had ten minutes of its effects left. As the potion neared its end, the aura emanating from the human army grew increasingly terrifying. Some Knight Retainer had even lost their minds, their eyes fixed on the Werewolves like cruel Werewolves dogs, charging towards them against Brandt's orders.
Sizzle!!
The longsword tore through the Werewolves's thick fur, even severing its bones, and a pair of savage eyes stared in shock at the human knight before it.
He doesn't understand.
He didn't understand, but Ryan wouldn't be surprised by the result.
Why?
Because Ryan never anticipated that the Werewolves would retreat after fighting the humans Winter City for less than half an hour, he believed that the war Winter City would be a bloody battlefield.
So, on such a battlefield, how can we force the Werewolves to retreat to the place that Ryan wants as the battlefield?
The human army numbers only about six thousand, while the Werewolves number in the tens of thousands. Given this disparity, how could the human army possibly force the Werewolves to retreat?
There is only one answer: kill the Werewolves in the shortest time possible, so that they will be terrified of human combat power and retreat.
And to achieve this—
The power of the Hound's Heart potion must be immense.
After this war ends, many soldiers will no longer be able to generate Life Seed and enter the ranks of extraordinary knights. At the same time, many others will die, even if they do not die on the battlefield, from the strong backlash caused by the subsequent disappearance of the potion's power.
Because the ingredients for this potion involve Soul Crystal.
The soul is also influenced by the Hound's Heart.
These numerous methods are Ryan's trump cards for the final battle; his warriors will be powerful and fearless, overwhelming the Werewolves in individual combat strength.
And they did indeed do it.
boom!!!
The metal chains swayed in mid-air. Ryan turned around and saw that the metal stakes driven into the depths of the mountain outside the fortress had shifted. They bore the weight of the entire metal fishing net. Whether it was Mage Luna or the Crystal Python pulling the cart, or the thousands of Werewolves, especially the immensely strong Gagg Werewolves, the force of their pull would ultimately be transmitted to those metal stakes.
As I said before, unless you possess the power to move several mountains...
Therefore, this large metal net never broke.
The human army charged toward the Werewolves of the Garg Clan. Brandt knew very well their target: the bloodline of the Garg Clan.
"Come on, again!"
Borgeld rode on the Armored Bear and charged toward Abel, the Werewolves who was comparable to Sky Knight. Her eyes were a dark red, the effect of the Hound's Heart; she had also taken the extraordinary potion.
The previous defeat drove Borgeld to madness. Upon seeing Abel again, the man and the bear charged towards him. Hundreds of Armored Bear behind him savagely attacked the bloodline of the Garg Clan. The surrounding human soldiers, most of whom had lost their minds, no longer cared about the Werewolves ' claws and attacked the Garg Clan Werewolves from three directions.
They were incredibly strong and incredibly fast; the Werewolves ' claws landed on them, but were blocked by their hard armor.
Then, a path paved with Werewolves corpses appeared beneath their feet.
The potion's effects are nearing their end, and precisely because of this, all of its power will reach its peak at this point. The Hound's Heart potion is powerful enough to shatter a human's soul and flesh, but before that, it will drive humans mad and powerful.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Some humans mechanically uttered these words, their metal swords already chipped and dented, as they relentlessly slashed at the Werewolves.
The large metal net restricted the movements of the Gagg Werewolves, making them less agile. Many Werewolves from the Garg Clan were unable to compete with the constantly twisting metal net, and the knight seized the opportunity to pierce their chests with a sword.
"Kill!!!"
Deafening shouts of battle came from the north, behind the Werewolves. Some Werewolves turned their heads and saw a large number of figures rushing down the hillside, where flags fluttered like a forest.
"Don't run too fast!"
Ryan shouted that these blustering armies were no match for the Werewolves; they would be taken down in a flash. He didn't want the Werewolves to discover his true strength.
His purpose was simply to increase the Werewolves's fear.
As they were being slaughtered by the human knight legion, a massive human army appeared behind them, their numbers unknown, only visible as densely packed masses on the hillside.
Awooo—
With a whimper, a Werewolves transformed into a wolf beast, carrying its bloodline—perhaps a family, perhaps a wolf pack—and fled towards the distant, uninhabited Mountain Forest.
This scene relieved Ryan. He was afraid that these Werewolves would fight them to the death and bleed to death.