The night was dark, the cold wind was blowing, and the surrounding alder crowns made a rapid rustling sound.
"Ouch!"
A wolf howl suddenly sounded, and Raven, who was standing on the trunk of the tree, tilted his head and immediately rose into the air, making a squawking sound.
Right below the tree trunk, mist filled the space, and a figure was slightly revealed.
Arwen opened his eyes, his mental state reached its peak, and the effect of [Meditation Afterglow] was triggered.
He brushed the silver sword lying across his leg with his palm. The sword was coated with a thin layer of grease, and a message came from [Blade Perception].
[School of the Wolf Witcher Silver Sword, cursed creature sword oil has been applied, and the damage caused to cursed creatures is increased by 10%]
Quickly take out the black glass medicine bottles from your waist bag, which are [Tawny Owl] and [Cat].
Drink the potion in one gulp.
The majestic power was transmitted from the lower abdomen like a tsunami, and adrenaline began to rise, causing the dark blood vessels to meander and bulge, and the gray pupils to shrink into needle shapes.
Senses begin to intensify.
"Hehe... hehe..."
He caught the sound of heavy breathing, and a fishy smell floated in the air.
"Coming."
He muttered to himself, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and squatted down.
The mist came out of his chest and enveloped his whole body, and his body completely integrated into the surrounding environment again.
A black shadow appeared in the alder forest. It was very fast and arrived ten meters in front of Arwen in a few breaths.
It is nearly 1.8 meters tall, with gray-brown fur all over its body, and its shoulders are high and wrapped in knotted muscles.
There is also a humanoid creature in his right hand the size of a cattail leaf fan.
Arwen I saw in the dungeon, he is one of the three elves.
The latter's body was bleeding and his chest was rising and falling slightly, but he was not dead yet.
Werewolf first made a half circle around the grass, and then suddenly roared.
Then he crawled down, the wolf's head kept shaking against the grass, its nose twitched, and it breathed out hot air.
"Ho ho..."
It opened its lips, the sharp wolf teeth on both sides exuded a fierce luster, and fishy saliva flowed from the corners of its mouth.
It smelled something it shouldn't have in the feeding area.
Instantly, six purple beams of light bloomed at the feet of Werewolf.
Werewolf's body suddenly sank, and the air around him became thicker at this moment.
[Yrden Sign]!
"Roar!"
Before the roar stopped, a light blue light flashed past, followed by a silver sword light.
Werewolf hurriedly shook out the elf in his hand and threw it towards Arwen's position.
Arwen took his right foot as the center of the circle, turned sideways to avoid it, and at the same time stretched out his left hand, using his strength to swing the elf onto the grass.
In the blink of an eye, a fierce wind blew in his face, and his sharp claws tore through the air.
"Crack!"
When [Quen Sign] was shattered, it also weakened the power of Werewolf's blow.
The muscles in his right arm flexed and he raised his sword to block!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of gold and iron clashing was heard.
"Clang!"
The powerful force came from the hilt of the sword, Arwen took two steps back, and relied on the increase in strength of [Giant Bloodline] to forcefully push it down.
Werewolf's ferocious wolf eyes revealed a look of astonishment.
In this month, it has never met anyone who can block its attack.
Arwen gave a soft drink, his face was ferocious and terrifying, his gray cat eyes full of violence.
He rushed forward, silver light fell, and he slashed out with a sword.
The sword edge broke through the skin on Werewolf's chest, drawing a blood line.
Werewolf was in pain and retreated quickly.
The black-haired demon hunter pressed forward step by step, spinning his body, lifting his strength from the ground, sweeping with his second sword, and slashing diagonally with his third sword!
The effect of [Whirling Blade] is triggered,
One sword is faster than the other, and one sword is harder than the other!
"Ouch!"
Werewolf roared, and two more wounds instantly appeared on his chest.
It lowered its head and glanced at its chest. The blood dyed the surrounding gray hair red, and white smoke emitted from the opened flesh, making a sizzling sound.
The powerful self-healing ability that should have healed the wound immediately became extremely slow under the effects of the cursed biological sword oil and silver sword, and the wound also had a burning and stinging sensation.
It dug its limbs on the ground, turned around and headed towards the alder forest, suddenly disappearing from sight.
Arwen held the sword in one hand and kept spinning. Werewolf did not run away. He could clearly hear the sound of Werewolf running rapidly around him.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he pinched Signs with his left hand, and light blue light spots swirled around him.
[Quen Sign] Start again.
Rapid footsteps and breathing came from behind, getting closer and closer, as fast as lightning.
Arwen turned around quickly, and the huge figure of Werewolf flying in the air was reflected in the cat's eyes.
The latter opened his mouth to the maximum extent, and saliva splashed under the sharp fangs.
[Quen Sign] At the moment of breaking, he pressed the void with his left hand.
"Boom!"
A powerful fan-shaped shock wave blasted out, and fallen leaves filled the sky.
With the blessing of [Meditation Afterglow], this shock wave directly knocked Werewolf to the ground.
Arwen did not choose to pursue, but turned around and ran away.
Werewolf stood up with one arm on the ground, his eyes filled with extremely violent killing intent, and he pursued with all his might.
Arwen turned his head slightly and glanced behind him with his peripheral vision.
[Cat] Under the effect of the magic potion, Werewolf's orange-red figure pursued her like a maggot attached to its bones.
Turning around, I saw a strong alder tree directly in front of me.
Lifting his right foot and stepping on the tree stump, he slid up like an ape and accurately stepped on the strong branch four meters above the ground.
"Ouch!"
Werewolf let out a sharp roar, his thigh muscles bulged, and he jumped up without the help of a tree trunk.
Arwen's eyes were silent, and [Dual Souls] captured the trajectory of Werewolf in the air.
At some point, a silver chain appeared in his left hand. At the end of the chain was a silver triangular nail cone.
"Whoops!"
The silver chain flew out like a bolt, directly wrapping Werewolf's arms and waist tightly.
Arwen took advantage of the situation and jumped back. The silver chain rubbed against the branches, directly hanging Werewolf in the air.
"Roar!"
Werewolf struggled hard with his arms, constantly shaking his body in the air. The powerful force was transmitted from the silver chain, but under the influence of the lever principle, the force was much lighter.
Arwen's legs were bent, and his spiked boots were firmly pressed against the ground.
With a twist of his left wrist, he wrapped the silver chain around his arm, and with his right hand, he inserted the silver sword into the ground.
"Ha!"
With a loud shout, his right hand pushed towards Werewolf.
Sparks shot out from the palm of his hand and exploded immediately, with orange-red flames rushing towards the position of Werewolf.
[Igni Sign]!
The scorching temperature distorted the air and instantly ignited the hair on Werewolf's body.
The miserable howl resounded throughout the alder forest, and all the animals in the forest dispersed.
Werewolf's eyes were scarlet, his face was distorted, and his body made a sizzling sound from being burned, especially from where the silver chain was tied, the aroma of barbecue could be heard.
It shook its body violently, grasped the silver chain with its claws, and endured the trembling pain to open the silver chain.
"Ouch!"
It fell from mid-air, and before the sudden relief had passed, a fist studded with silver nails filled the entire pupil.
"Sieve!"
"Ouch!"
This punch hit Werewolf directly in the face, causing stars to appear in his eyes and his vision to go dark.
Then there was another knee, hitting it in the abdomen.
The intense colic caused him to vomit out the undigested pieces of meat from last night.
Werewolf waved his claws in panic.
"Tear!"
The sharp wolf claws tore into pieces the leather jacket on Arwen's chest, revealing three traces of blood.
Arwen turned a blind eye and leaned on [Giant Bloodline] to punch again.
The cold gray vertical pupils stared into Werewolf's eyes, [Axii Sign] activated, and the mental power was violently impacted.
At this moment, who is the prey and who is the hunter is decided.
Werewolf had panic and fear in his eyes, and turned around to run away.
Arwen would not miss this great opportunity. The silver chain on his left hand was thrown out again, trapping Werewolf's legs, hands, and body.
Werewolf screamed desperately, but what it received was a punch that directly broke its nose.
Arwen put his knee on its head, making it almost difficult for the latter to breathe.
Take out the shirt made of five parsley leaves from the inner bag, tear it in half, and put it on Werewolf.