Chapter 72: Silver Furred Werewolf (2/2)

However, as she straightened her back, her towering figure cast an immense shadow over the bone wall and beyond. She must’ve been at least three meters tall!

A glint of danger flashed across her golden eyes as she stared at me. Her razor sharp claws glimmered coldly in the dim lightning, adding a sense of sinisterness to her already deadly claws. On her chest was a V-shaped tuft of fur that resembled that of a asiatic black bear’s.

“She’s dangerous, step back.” As she said this, she began to attack the silver furred werewolf.

Three snowballs the size of a soccer ball shot towards the silver furred werewolf, at the same time, five icicles stabbed at her from different angles, blocking off any avenue of escape. No matter what she chose to do, she would have to contend with an attack.

However, instead of forcing her into the corner, the attacks turned out to be mere annoyances for her. The werewolf stomped her feet into the ground, directly smashing one of the rising icicles into the pieces.

With a quick rotation of her body and a deadly flash of her claws, she sliced apart the four other icicles coming at her from the north, south east and west of her.

While she was busy taking care of the icicles, the snowballs had already gotten within mere seconds of her.

*splat splat splat*

Instead of dodging, she nonchalantly stood there and allowed them to hit her. Upon impact, the snowballs began to freeze the werewolf’ body starting from the point of impact, spreading outwards till it nearly covered over half of the body.

However, just as we thought that it had worked, the werewolf gave another howl, shattering the glass-like ice wrapped around her…

Having just fired off eight spells consecutively, Violet Snow was exhausted and from the looks of it, wasn’t able to cast anymore spells.

“Run…quick!”

She used her tiny body to shove me, signalling for me to run away first. However, the might of the werewolf had left me stunned and so I didn’t react to her warning in time. Not that I was going to leave her behind anyway.

Within the span of that slight delay, the werewolf leaped into the air, all the while withstanding the hail of arrows from the archers.

She landed softly on my bone wall and stared down at me from her vantage point.

“Devil, get your subordinates to stop.”

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Her voice almost sounded feminine to me but for the most part, she sounded like a typical warrior with steel in her blood. However, this tone reminded me of another matter. As I lowered my gaze, I finally noticed that her chest was slightly bulging out…

She was actually a female werewolf.

“Devil, do you wish for me to repeat myself?” She reached out with one arm and lifted me up by the neck, her hand giant hand engulfing my shoulder and neck as she did so. At this distance, I bore the full brunt of the terrifying murderous intent emanating from her eyes.

Truth be told, her order was sort of redundant. The moment she captured me, my subordinates had already stopped fighting. As a result of this, the remaining one and two-star werewolves finally managed to get a moment of reprieve.

“…”

My throat was squeezed to the point of suffocation by her hand. Despite this, all I could think of was the safety of the devil egg. As I held my breath, I tightened my grip on the grimoire and egg, ensuring the safety of these two but at the cost of increasing the squeeze on my neck.

As the crushing sensation of suffocation bore down upon me, my eyes began to glaze over from the lack of oxygen…

Don’t tell me…this is the end…

Noticing that I hadn’t said a word since the start, the silver furred werewolf finally realized that I was unable to talk in this state. She turned and surveyed the area, by now, the fighting had already stopped as per her request and so she jumped off the bone wall and finally released me onto the ground.

As her crushing grip finally loosened its hold on me, I slumped onto the ground unceremoniously, gasping for air as I leaned against the bone wall. All this while, I didn’t dare to shift my eyes away from her, even for a second; she was simply too terrifying.

And so, I had to use my hands to check up on the devil egg. I gave it a cursory feel and upon discovering that it was still whole, I finally heaved a sigh of relief.

“Master…are you alright?” One-eye and the other named head imps finally caught up to the werewolf and immediately formed a protective ring around me, shielding me from the werewolf.

Even though this was just a futile action in the end…

“Devil, while this battle was caused by the rash actions of my men, your army had picked a truly inopportune time to arrive. Right now, I suggest that you turn around and retreat.” Ignoring the five head imps around me, she reached out and waved her claw in front of me as if to emphasize my impotence.

“Don’t think you’re safe just because you have Mo En backing you up. If you choose to ignore my warning, your fate will be just as tragic.”

Upon saying that, she turned around and left. The surviving werewolves hurriedly gathered up the corpses of their comrades and followed after her.

In the face of such an overwhelming strength, I didn’t dare to pull any tricks in front of that werewolf. Any request for battle was immediately shot down by me as I commanded them to stay put. However, I had forgotten about a certain idiot who was actually brainless…

I didn’t know when but by the time I had noticed it, the wispy green figure of Vick was already floating about the silver werewolf. As he circled around her, he gave her body a thorough scanning, his curiosity clearly getting the better of him. While this wasn’t by any means an attack, it was still an annoying move on his part.

Her brows furrowed at the irksome ghost in front of her, her claws swiping out at him as she did so. Vick stood there, without a trace of fear in him as he took her attack head on.

After all, he was immune to physical attacks and this swipe clearly belonged in that category.

However, the unexpected happened the very next moment. The werewolf’s claw tore through his body, ripping his body apart as it cleaved through his supposedly incorporeal body…

Vick wailed in pain and immediately flew away, his wounds shimmering in and out of existence as he did so!

“Ma…her magic’s pretty impressive!” I wryly smiled as I turned towards Violet Snow. Didn’t you tell me that the werewolves were bad at magic?