In the Pyrewood Village of night, the Gilneas Brigade was on full alert in the village of Burningwood, but there were too many refugees for them to manage.
Standing at the foot of the mountain north of Pyrewood Village, Miss Lorna personally led a team of Gilneas Brigade elites, guarding the area with utmost vigilance.
Although no one knows where the Worgen came from, Jiang Jie's earlier subtle hints made Miss Lorna suspicious of the castle on the hillside not far away.
Speaking of which, Father sent someone to invite Baron Shivalein over to discuss the resettlement of the refugees, intending to house some of them on his farm. It's been a whole day, and there's still no response. It's only an hour's drive from the castle to Pyrewood Village; could something really have happened?
The Worgen bit dozens of people. Although they were killed in time, the bitten people are still in prison. The apothecary serving the Crowley Family said that a wild power is flowing through their bodies, changing their bodies and minds. In two or three days at most, or even half a day at least, they will turn into Worgen...
What annoyed Lorna the most was that Allen, the boy Jiang Jie brought with him who had stayed in Pyrewood Village, was also among them...
"Something's wrong! Something's happened!"
Lorna suddenly caught sight of a dark figure, quickly raised her musket, and fired in that direction.
Bang!
The next moment, the dark figure was hit, but it didn't die. Instead, it struggled to its feet and continued charging towards them!
"Everyone, fire freely!" Lorna shouted, and the two hunting dogs beside her quickly rushed out!
These are two specially trained hunting dogs, the most satisfying masterpiece of the Crowley Family's animal trainers. They were conditioned with expensive drugs during training and usually ate the flesh and blood of forest wolves and even giant bears, making them even more ferocious than ordinary wolves!
Gunshots rang out incessantly, but Lorna's heart sank to the bottom.
There were too many dark figures rushing towards us, at least thirty or forty!
She and all her musketeers combined numbered only about twenty!
These Worgen were too fast; it took at least five or six shots to hit them. And while the guns were firing, the Worgen had already rushed out of the dense forest, and in an instant, one of the musketeers was pounced on and bitten...
"Retreat together!" Lorna raised her hand and fired a signal flare, but this place was about five kilometers away from Pyrewood Village, and it would take the nearest soldiers almost an hour to get here. They simply couldn't hold out for that long!
what to do?
Lorna gritted her teeth, threw away the musket, and drew the sword hanging at her waist.
Reloading the muskets takes time, and now that the Worgen are in close combat, the muskets are useless; they can only fight with swords and knives.
However, these well-trained musketeers were far inferior in close combat. Faced with the relentless attacks of so many Worgen, there was probably only one outcome...
Lorna couldn't think too much anymore, because at least three Worgen were focusing their attention on her, and with her swordsmanship, she had no chance of dealing with them. Perhaps the next moment, she would be the one to die.
"Father! Your daughter is leaving! Liam, my prince, where are you? Nicholas, when will you come!" Lorna could already smell the stench emanating from the wolf's mouth, the stench of someone who had just eaten raw meat. Lorna was even certain that it hadn't eaten any other animal's flesh, but human flesh!
A disgusting monster!
"At least, I'll kill you before I die!" Lorna was determined to fight to the death!
The wolf's claws were already reaching for her throat, and her sword was thrusting forward; the best outcome would be mutual destruction.
Just then, Lorna suddenly heard a strange roar, and then saw the wolf claws that were right in front of her disappear. The Worgen that pounced on her was blasted away by a powerful force and crashed heavily ten meters away. Then she was surprised to find that several bloody gashes suddenly appeared on the Worgen's body, as if it had been pierced by invisible arrows!
Blood was flowing freely!
"I survived?" Lorna's heart nearly stopped. She was thrilled, but then she remembered that there was more than one Worgen attacking her.
There are two more, though a little slower than this one, and they're not coming from the front, but from the side. Can that suddenly appearing helper take them down?
A glimmer of hope appeared in Lorna's heart!
A blur of motion flashed past her, and a fist struck the Worgen on her left before she could even see it. The heavy fist seemed to possess the force of a thousand pounds, sending the Worgen flying and crashing into a large tree at the edge of the dense forest with a deafening roar.
What about the other Worgen?
Lorna turned around and saw that the Worgen on her right was already lying on the ground, struggling desperately, but her hounds rushed over and were tearing at its body, turning it into a bloody mess in seconds.
"Is it him... who's here?"
Lorna looked at the warrior who had suddenly appeared with hopeful eyes, and sure enough, she saw a familiar figure, and then a familiar face.
She was about to speak when she saw the other person speak first; a calm and collected voice reached her ears:
"Miss Lorna, order your men to retreat. Gather all the wounded... Leave this to me!"
"Alright!" Lorna didn't hesitate for a moment. The scene of the other party killing the Frost Wyrm in the sky two days ago was still unforgettable in her mind. Compared to the Frost Wyrm, what were these Worgen?
Lorna quickly led the musketeers to retreat, while the relentless Worgen continued their pursuit. But then, a light and melodious chant appeared in the sky, and fireballs streaked across the dark night, striking the pursuing Worgen. Those Worgen, hit by fireballs larger than basketballs, suffered scorched chests and other bruises, leaving them mangled and bloody.
Lorna looked up and saw Anveena, the little girl she had once mocked, floating in mid-air like Arcane sprite. In her right hand she held an incredibly precious staff, and in her left, an ancient-looking spellbook. The book was turned to a certain page, and Anvina was actually reading, learning, and casting spells simultaneously?
Indeed, only she could do it.
Only she could single-handedly deal with more than ten Worgen at the same time.
Unbeknownst to Lorna, Anveena was muttering to herself, "That staff that old man Ansirem gave me is really useful... Hmm, I still think his staff is prettier, it's called something like ' The Grand Torrent '? Is it a symbol of Kirin Tor councilor? Nicholas said Uncle Krasus has one too, but he never uses it, and he said he'd get me one someday... Oh, I really want one right now!"
Two days ago, when Dalaran being purified, Jiang Jie obtained a staff from Archmage Ansirem.
Actually, this purple epic staff called " Gladiator's Battle Staff " is already quite good. The materials used are very expensive, and the diamond-shaped ruby that is more than half a meter long is extremely rare. However, this is Anveena's first staff, and since Anveena knows nothing about staffs, she only considered whether it looks good or not.
If Jiang Jie hadn't done Dalaran such a great favor—his suggestion saving countless mages and civilians— Ansirem wouldn't have so readily opened the Dalaran Treasury, handed over the staff to Jiang Jie, and promised to allow him free access to Jiang Jie Dalaran the borrowing of all the books in the Dalaran Library.
Jiang Jie intends to train Anveena into a true Legendary!