Final Lord

Chapter 123 Wolf Hunting
He saw the mold suddenly rotate counterclockwise and shrink back into the bread. When it fell to the ground, the bread had returned to its golden color just out of the oven!

This time he saw it extremely clearly!

But when he blinked, the bread in front of him returned to its original slightly moldy state.

“How could this happen… How could this happen…” Butler Ming staggered and looked around in confusion.

He saw the dried apples in the deepest part of the cellar grow backwards into bright red apples, the frozen water melt into water, and the white flour turn back into unhulled wheat. The garlic braids in the corner of the wall suddenly burst open, and the rotten garlic skins flashed several times between corruption and rebirth before turning into ashes.

Butler Ming suddenly knelt on the ground. He felt his white hair turning black from the roots, and the wrinkles on his face disappeared like ironed parchment, but this process only lasted 0.07 seconds.

He could feel that he was about to grasp something, but he just couldn't.

"Uncle Ming! What's wrong with you?"

At this moment, an anxious voice suddenly appeared in the ears of Butler Ming.

"Young Master." Butler Ming raised his head and answered subconsciously.

He looked at Wang Bufu who was at the entrance of the cellar, his pupils constricted!
The person at the entrance of the cellar was not the adult Wang Bufu, but a cute, gentle and shy little boy!

He was wearing the clothes he had made for him, and he ran down the stairs worriedly, and asked anxiously, "Uncle Ming, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?"

what……

Young Master! Unknowingly, many years have passed. The young master is no longer the child who needed his guidance and protection.

Now, he is teaching and protecting himself.

"Master, I'm fine. I'm fine, better than ever." Tears suddenly welled up in Uncle Ming's eyes, blurring his vision.

At that moment, the bronze bell hanging from the beam suddenly stopped. Wang Bufu paused, noticing the falling dust suspended in mid-air, as if someone had pressed the pause button on the world.

In front of Uncle Ming, Wang Bufu returned to his current appearance.

He murmured:

"I understand... this feeling of being out of control. Controlling time is like kneading dough; you have to knead and stretch it without breaking its strands.

Otherwise the taste will be bad."

With Wang Bufu's support, Steward Ming trembled as he lifted a clay pot. The moment the lid of the pot was opened, the fragrant pickles transformed into emerald greens, while the pot itself weathered and cracked into pieces.

Two opposite speeds of time intertwined in his palm, eventually condensing into a translucent cocoon of time.

[Ding——] [Butler Ming’s awakening progress +1 (2/3)]

All the strangeness vanished once more, and the cellar suddenly resumed its normal operation. The suspended dust continued to fall, and the lingering sound of the copper bell startled the spiders on the beams.

Butler Ming looked at the hand that had regained its old look and smiled bitterly at Wang Bufu who was supporting him: "Master, I sense the time element you mentioned.

I feel like an overturned hourglass now, with the past and the future fighting in my veins. My head is so dizzy.

"This is mental exhaustion." Wang Bufu said worriedly, "It's my fault. I was too impatient and didn't pay attention to your physical condition. I should have allowed you to awaken once in a while, instead of exposing you to too many things in such a short period of time."

"No! You did the right thing, Master!" Butler Ming suddenly grabbed Wang Bufu's wrist with force, his cloudy eyes sparkling with starlight.

"Master, let me ask you, if I awaken, will it be of much help to you in dealing with Viscount Hank?"

Wang Bufu took a deep breath and said, "That must be very large. The time element is one of the noble elements. Even an ordinary first-level time apprentice can be of infinite use."

"That's right." Butler Ming laughed and said, "Master, you are our leader. You must move forward boldly. Whether we can keep up with you is our business!
Many opportunities are like cheap vegetables at the market. If you don’t prepare in advance to buy them, others will buy them.”

"Yeah!" Wang Bufu nodded vigorously. He gently stroked Uncle Ming's rough face with his palm. Butler Ming smiled slightly, closed his eyes with peace of mind, and fell asleep.

Wang Bufu took Uncle Ming to the lord's mansion and ordered the servants to take good care of Uncle Ming.

He left the lord's mansion, took a deep breath, and went straight to where the troops were.

Uncle Ming works so hard, he has to roll up too.

Find Ed and catch the wolf!

……

The aurora floating on the ice field dyed the outlines of the wolf pack a dark green. Wang Bufu stood on a high place, and his pupils reflected the figures of seventy-three frost wolves.

He tapped his temple lightly and issued an order: "Tactic Number One. The Miasma Team will lay down a fan-shaped paralysis net, the Cat Sand Beast will create a ring of snow dust, and Jin Shanshan will go to the northeast corner to block the retreat."

The twelve poisonous cavemen suddenly curled up into a ball and rolled towards the wolf pack. After getting close to the wolf pack, they suddenly stood up, and the purple mist spewed out of their mouths formed an encirclement net.

The Frostwolves panicked for a moment after being ambushed. Three Frostwolves that tried to jump over the encirclement stumbled and fell to the ground as soon as they touched the ground. The poisonous miasma they inhaled when they jumped took effect, reducing their speed in the air. They were unable to adapt for a while and lost their balance.

"Tina, evict them from Area C3!" As soon as Wang Bufu finished speaking, the harpy leader dived with her team. Their wings vibrated in flight, emitting a tornado-like roar. With precise movements, Tina and her team shattered the ice on the wolf pack's right flank, causing it to collapse and fall!

The collapsed ice cave formed a natural cage, and the six frost wolves were caught in a dilemma in the ice cave.

Wang Bufu lightly snapped his fingers. The military strategy of calligraphy and painting on the ground was instantly activated.

Rocks protruding from beneath the ice further dismembered the wolves.

"Meow—" The cat sand beasts led by Jin Shanshan suddenly rushed out. As they moved at high speed, their tails swept a large amount of snow on the snow, completely blocking the wolves and disrupting their sense of smell.

Whenever a wolf pack tries to break out, the cat sand beasts will collectively curl up and bounce off, forcing them back into the encirclement with non-lethal but extremely painful claw attacks.

"Joey, the sled dog team should prepare for psychological warfare." As soon as Wang Bufu finished speaking, four sled dogs suddenly pulled a sled into the outskirts of the battlefield.

They held roasted deer legs in their front paws, skis on their hind paws, and the leading husky raised his head and yelled, "Awoo, awoo, awoo!" (Surrender and you'll get food and lodging, and all you can eat the barbecue! If you don't surrender, we'll make barbecue!)

The king's army had already plundered the land, and dogs were barking on all sides.

After a series of surprise attacks, the wolves, who were completely unprepared, were in a panic and their morale plummeted.

"Ow!"

At the critical moment, the Frostwolf King reacted. He raised his head and howled, trying to wake up his troops.

At this moment, Wei Yi's scabbard suddenly burst into white light, and she stepped on the ground spikes summoned by the blind cat and jumped into the core circle of the wolf pack.

The snow waves stirred up by the sword energy exploded in front of the Wolf King.

The wolf king's howl turned into whimpering.

The sword blade was against its throat. Wei Yi's sword tip pierced through his fur and came into close contact with his skin. The cold feeling made the wolf king's hair stand on end and he dared not move at all.

quick! too fast!
(End of this chapter)