A Pack of Wind Wolves

Lin Feng, who had been sitting on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes and looked south. But all he saw was a tangled thicket of brambles—the very place he had chosen to rest. Hidden among the weeds and brambles, an ordinary magical beast would likely fail to notice him even if it came close.

"Two magical beasts are approaching. They're about forty meters away," Lin Feng said, judging from the fluctuations in the wind elements.

Lin Feng silently crept to the edge of the thicket. Through the tangled brambles, he saw two muscular magical beasts with eyes glowing a dim green, sneaking toward him from thirty meters away.

"Are those Wind Wolves?" Lin Feng's expression shifted slightly.

"Boss, aren't those Wind Wolves? We've seen them a few times at Ernst Academy." Beibei wasn't worried at all as he spoke to Lin Feng through their mental connection.

Lin Feng stared intently at the two Wind Wolves. "That's right. Wolf packs are mainly divided into three clans: Tooth Wolves, Wind Wolves, and Snow Wolves. The Snow Wolves are the strongest overall, and the Tooth Wolves are the weakest. The Wind Wolves fall in between. Even the most ordinary Wind Wolf is a Level Four magical beast, while the elites are Level Five or Six. Supposedly, the strongest members of the Wind Wolf clan reach Level Eight."

Even the most ordinary ones were Level Four magical beasts. They were no match for a Unicorn Wild Boar.

As long as they weren't facing the strongest members of the Wind Wolf clan, even its elite fighters were at most Level Six magical beasts. They posed no threat whatsoever to Lin Feng now. With the strength of a Level Six warrior and a Level Seven Mage, Lin Feng could kill any Wind Wolf that came his way. But if a whole pack came at once, even someone as strong as Lin Feng would find it a headache.

Only two Wind Wolves had appeared before them so far. But if they were attacked, they might call over dozens, or even hundreds, more.

"Beibei, you take one, and I'll take the other. We have to kill them in one blow," Lin Feng said to Beibei through Soul Transmission.

If it were just Lin Feng and Beibei, they could simply leave before the Wind Wolves spotted them. After all, even an ordinary Level Four Wind Wolf couldn't match the speed of a warrior.

The problem was that there was also a "burden" in their group: Dilia. Though she was a Level Five wind mage, her body was obviously not as agile as a Wind Wolf's. Even with Extreme Speed to boost her, she still couldn't keep up with them.

"Don't worry, Boss. I'll take the one on the left, and you take the one on the right." As soon as Beibei finished speaking, he turned into a blur and shot straight toward the Wind Wolf on the left.

Lin Feng moved just as quickly. He pushed off hard, his body shooting forward like an arrow loosed from a bow. At the same time, he swung his thigh like a steel whip, aiming a fierce kick at the Wind Wolf's head.

Thud! Thump!

Two muffled impacts rang out in quick succession, and the two Wind Wolves that had been bounding along moments earlier were dead. The head of the one on the left had been smashed away, exposing its pale green Magic Core. White brain matter and red blood mingled in a gruesome mess.

The Wind Wolf on the right had died even more horribly. At a glance, it looked as though it had no head at all. Lin Feng had infused his sweeping kick with battle qi, and the violent impact had reduced the wolf's head to powder, leaving not even its Magic Core behind.

Lin Feng looked at Beibei, whose body had suddenly grown to half a meter long. He wasn't surprised in the slightest. The two brothers had taken care of the Wind Wolves, and they exchanged a knowing smile.

"Ah!"

The scream carried far through the silent forest.

The sudden cry startled Lin Feng. He looked up and saw Dilia with one hand clapped over her mouth, her beautiful eyes wide with shock.

Go!

Lin Feng had no time to ask what happened. He darted over to Dilia, scooped her up, and fled in the opposite direction. Beibei had already shrunk back to his original size and perched on Lin Feng's shoulder.

Lin Feng had reacted quickly, but the Wind Wolves were quicker.

"Boss, things don't look good!"

The Wind Wolves' low howls rang out from every direction. Lin Feng glanced around, and pairs of dimly glowing green eyes appeared all around them. In the darkness, those countless green eyes sent a chill through anyone who saw them.

"We're surrounded." Lin Feng sighed helplessly. In the Magical Beast Mountain Range, the most terrifying thing wasn't encountering a powerful magical beast. It was encountering a wolf pack or a swarm of rats.

"I'm sorry, Lin Feng. I've dragged you down." Dilia now realized that the wolves had been drawn to them by her own unintentional scream, and her words were filled with guilt.

"Don't be silly. Don't say that. Didn't we come to the Magical Beast Mountain Range to fight? If we can't escape, then we'll just have a good fight. I've been here so long, and I haven't had a proper battle yet." Lin Feng shook his head and reassured Dilia.

"Haha, Boss, they're just a pack of wolves. We'll wipe them out! It's just that Sister-in-law..." Beibei's gaze shifted to Dilia, and he hesitated.

Being trapped by a wolf pack was the nightmare of nearly every mage, especially a low-level one.

Catching Beibei's look, quick-witted Dilia guessed what he meant and smiled. "Don't worry about me. I'm already a Level Five Mage. I can't use the Level Seven spell Wind Walk yet, but I can cast the Level Five spell Levitation. I'll float up in the air, and they won't be able to reach me. I can also attack them with Wind Blades from above."

Lin Feng slapped his forehead. He had been treating Dilia as a delicate little girl who needed his protection, overlooking the fact that she was already a Level Five Mage of considerable strength. Her words made everything clear. With Dilia no longer a concern, slaughtering this pack of Wind Wolves would be a piece of cake.

"Beibei, you're always bragging that you're stronger than me. Let's see who kills more Wind Wolves today!" Lin Feng laughed.

At once, Beibei's eyes lit up. He sent a message to Lin Feng, brimming with excitement. "Just watch, Boss! The great Beibei is definitely stronger!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Beibei vanished from Lin Feng's shoulder, turning into a blur as he charged into the pack.

At the same time, Dilia cast Levitation, and her body quickly rose into the air.

Seeing Dilia float to a height of about forty or fifty meters—beyond the range of the Wind Wolves' spells—Lin Feng felt reassured. He took the Flat Blade from his Space Ring and began cutting down the Wind Wolves.

Lin Feng moved nimbly, darting in and out of the pack. Remembering a line from the original book—"A wolf has a copper head, an iron tail, and a tofu-soft waist"—he aimed for the wolves' waists and bellies.

Lin Feng spent most of his time maneuvering, and rarely swung the Flat Blade. But whenever he did, a Wind Wolf was disemboweled and killed on the spot.

Compared with Lin Feng, Beibei killed wolves much faster. His dark silhouette flashed repeatedly, and everywhere he passed, wolf corpses spilled blood. After a few brief spasms, they stopped moving altogether.

Seeing Beibei kill so quickly, Lin Feng was a little taken aback. But then he remembered how monstrous Beibei was, and it all made sense. As the second God-Eater Rat in countless planes, it was only natural for him to be a little abnormal.

Of course, Lin Feng admitted Beibei was a monster, but he had no intention of admitting defeat.