Cry wolf.

Nairgo looked at Sylvanas with a relaxed face and said, "Is it going to be compared this time?" "

Sylvanas naturally doesn't care, how many beasts don't have magical abilities, and they deserve to threaten her?

"Whatever you want, it's just that there are a lot of these guys, and you have to choose a better target." Sylvanas' eyes looked around and found that only five wolves were observing in the shadows, and perhaps their companions in deeper places.

It can be seen that the situation of this group of wolves is not good recently, it may be that they have lost the fight with other beasts, so that they actually dare to spread wild in front of the orcs.

Sylvanas took down the longbow behind his back, "Game over." She said.

Sylvanas, who is ready for battle, undoubtedly makes the wolves more afraid to act rashly, these dog-like things may have a hand in bullying the soft and hard, and they actually don't run after seeing them?

"Could it be that you really dare to pounce?" Nairgo dismissed, "I thought that these cunning beasts should have some brains, it seems that they are just a litter of stupid dogs." In

contrast to Sylvanas' stern attitude, Nairgo constantly taunted the wolves as if they could understand.

"They're picking the wrong opponent." Sylvanas said: "I'm sure. "

Yes, they are large and look cunning, and a glance at them can determine that they are top predators.

Sylvanas glanced at him, "Do you want to practice your hands?" If I don't want to, I'll drive them away. "

As long as they exude a little bit of the power of the dead, this biting cold will make them stop.

Hmm....

"It all depends on how you do it." Nelgo stared at the wolves, large and small, but even the largest ones disappointed him a little.

"I want to go to their wolf den and have a wolf cub if I can."

Sylvanas withdrew her bow and arrow, she acted non-aggressive, and she tried to let the wolves think that she was not a threat at all, so that they could get closer.

When they got together, a black wolf suddenly let out a low roar, and Sylvanas ignored it, just a trick, pretending to attack, but in order to attract her attention.

Even if there was a slight movement behind her, she did not have the slightest worry, someone would deal with it for her.

Nairgo's hand fell, the wolf that tried to sneak up on Sylvanas was beheaded on the spot, and in its wail, Nairgo took a step forward and kicked the low-roaring wolf, this kick was not small, and directly kicked it to the ground and rolled.

"Hey..." Nairgo wasn't finished.

Saw a whoosh, an arrow shot over, the arrow was black and transparent, and there was an ominous death aura on it, this is not comparable to the arrows of ordinary orcs, to say that her archery skills do have skills, I don't know if it is to show off skills or what, this arrow just predicts the position where the wolf rolls, and then nails the beast in place from its nose.

Just by looking at the face, this wolf pack lost nearly half of its combat power, and at this time they also had to admit that they had picked the wrong prey, and even let them become prey.

They were timid, and Nairgo watched them flee one by one faster than when they arrived.

"Let's go, for your wolf cub." After Sylvanas finished speaking, according to the black wolf who was still struggling, it was a kick, and it stepped on it, and the dead qi in the arrow was instantly stimulated, and it even lost its strength to resist, directly turning into a corpse.

Seeing that Sylvanas had gone deep into the woods.

Nairgo also chased her figure, and the two of them followed closely behind the wolves, but kept a distance, one so that the wolves would not detect their distance.

The wolves didn't disappear until much later.

"Oh, looks like we've arrived." Sylvanas laughed and said, "There are a lot of wolves, but there don't seem to be the wolf cubs you want." In

the direction of the grass, under the moonlight, a black wolf with a large size was looking at the two of them, as if he was looking at food, judging whether it was delicious.

Nairgo snorted coldly, "If there were no wolf cubs, then there would be no need for them to live."

Sylvanas did not ask him why he insisted on raising a wild wolf, but only asked: "There are obviously so many wolves in the beast pen of Gromashel, why do you prefer these wild beasts?" "

My problem." Nairgo said helplessly: "I always mistakenly think that there will be good things in the wild, such as a beast with a special bloodline.

"Then you will be disappointed." Sylvanas said: "Even the writers of novels in our world generally do not write about this kind of bridge.

Nairgo did not refute, but said: "Hurry up and kill this wolf pack, leave half of the living mouth, and drive the rest away."

"Why keep half? Oh, I see, natural balance, isn't it? Sylvanas' expression ranged from puzzled to understood, God knows why her dead face had such a rich expression, just as Sylvanas didn't understand why Nelgo was like Essence, while hurting the killer, a fierceness of cutting grass and roots, and pretending to be benevolent, like a benevolent priest.

She didn't think the shamans of Azeroth had such a rich and diverse psyche.

"There are ten of them." She said: "Kill the head wolf first. "

As long as you find which wolf dominates the pack, kill it quickly, and then drive these wild wolves who have lost their leaders and scatter them in droves."

"Effort." Nairgo directly used the power of the elements to find the largest wolf, and with his size, it would be impossible to explain if it was not a wolf.

They kept letting out low growls, surrounding Nairgo and Sylvanas, provoking them with grins and desperately demonstrating their threat.

But as if they hadn't seen them, the two of them ignored them directly, and did not attack first.

Finally.

"Whoosh."

There was a cry from the wolves, and they pounced, and the wolves that surrounded them from all sides swarmed and attacked at the same time.

Nelgo slashed his sword at the back of a wolf that was biting at him, and then kicked it into the body of another wolf, and they ignored the guys and rushed straight towards the old wolf he identified.

At this moment, a wolf circled and wanted to take the opportunity to pounce on his arm and bite.

"Hmph." Nairgo just pinched a spell, and three electric balls wrapped around the two of them, shaking the wolf electricity that pounced.

Nairgo waved his big hand, a chain of lightning made the wolves howl everywhere, they were dead or injured, seriously injured, lying on the ground trembling and unable to move, the injured one by one with their tails between their tails frantically escaped, never daring to look back, for fear that this orc would release any spell again.

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