Knight Lords: Infinite Simulation and the Path of Light

Chapter 43 Demonization (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

As more and more black smoke drifted from the wound, Death Howl let out a painful howl, its massive body trembling violently.

"Aka, Batilla, let's go together and take it down!"

Although Wells didn't quite understand what had happened to the giant white wolf in front of them, this was a very rare opportunity for them. If they could deal with the wolf now, the leaderless wolf pack would naturally collapse, and the crisis facing the caravan would be resolved.

The group exchanged glances and began to gather their battle qi to prepare for an attack. With a few shouts, several thick sword energies shot towards the giant wolf. The remaining low-level mercenaries, unable to release their battle qi to gather sword energy, gathered their strength and attacked the giant wolf with all their might.

The attack struck the giant wolf, spraying out a large cloud of blood mist. The massive body swayed a few times but did not fall.

"Roar~~~~~~~~"

With a painful howl, Death Howl erupted, and a sudden change occurred. Thick black smoke billowed from the wounds on its body, quickly enveloping the wolf's entire form.

The mercenaries surrounding Death Howl looked on in confusion, only to be met with violent coughing after accidentally inhaling the billowing smoke.

"Back off! Everyone back off! Scatter! This smoke is poisonous!"

Seeing the mercenary lying on the ground, writhing and clutching his neck, Batilla quickly shouted a warning.

However, the smoke only drifted a few meters before stopping, and everyone stared in shock at the scene before them.

What happened? What should we do now?

Aka, holding his greatswords to his chest, asked the two men with a nervous expression.

Wells shook his head. In his decades as a mercenary, he had never seen anything like it. To be honest, he didn't know what to do.

“Let’s take another look; we need to find out what happened.”

After Havent launched several attacks on the wind wolves, the Gale Mercenary Group finally managed to eliminate the remaining two wind wolves at their defensive position.

Bucky, at the very front, was pale and his iron ring armor had been torn open by the wind wolf, but fortunately, there wasn't a serious wound. Exhausted, Bucky leaned against the wooden crate, panting heavily, feeling relieved.

Thanks to the guild leader for recruiting this kid. I just witnessed him single-handedly killing the Wind Wolf. He's really a pro.

"Captain Bucky, how are you? Are you alright? Are you hurt?"

Bucky leaned against the wooden crate for a while, catching his breath, and gave Haven a thumbs-up.
"Well done, Will, thanks to you just now."

Haven smiled and nodded without any modesty. He glanced at Bucky's condition, reached into his pouch, pulled out a bottle of medicine, and tossed it over.

"Captain Bucky, you should rest for a bit. Drink this, I'll go hold the line."

Bucky reached out and took the medicine bottle, then opened his palm to look at it;
"Will, Will, it's not necessary. I'll be fine after a while. This is too expensive."

Haven ignored Captain Bucky's shouts and walked towards the defensive line, sword in hand. Bucky watched Haven's departing figure, shook his head with a sigh, then uncorked the bottle, took a small sip, recorked it, and carefully placed it in the small pouch at his back.

"The guild leader was right after all. He's so generous, giving away a marigold potion worth 10 silver grouse just like that. He's definitely a rich young master who's out here to gain experience. But he's really a nice guy."

Haven, arriving at the defensive line, surveyed the situation. His side had started with only about a hundred wolves attacking, and after a quick glance, less than half remained. The defense shouldn't be a major problem.

"Brothers, maintain the current formation, we're almost out of wolves here!"

Hearing Haven's words, the dozen or so men on the defensive line were immediately invigorated, their previously sore and tired arms regaining their strength. After encouraging everyone, Haven once again climbed onto the roof of the truck with his elm longbow, defending against the wind wolves jumping in from the roof while simultaneously firing arrows to suppress the wolf pack from a distance.

Just as Haven was leisurely shooting at the wolves that had slipped through his defenses on the roof of the vehicle, thinking that the wolf attack was over, screams came from the central camp a few dozen meters away. Haven quickly turned around and saw that more than a dozen wolves had rushed into the center of the camp.

By the light of the burning fire, he could vaguely see black smoke rising from the wolves in the assault camp. Before Haven could make any further observation, a shrill scream came from behind him.

When Haven turned around again, he saw that two wind wolves emitting black smoke had broken through to the center of his defensive line and were attacking the mercenaries who were taking turns to rest. Just as he was about to draw his arrow to provide support, he felt a strong gust of wind from the side.

Havel instinctively raised his elm longbow to block the attack, but with a snap, the longbow broke in two. Using the momentum, Havel jumped onto another rooftop and only then had a chance to see what had attacked him.

Looking at the wind wolf a few meters away, its body billowing black smoke and baring its teeth as it confronted him, Haven frowned and slowly drew his longsword from his waist, pointing the tip at the wind wolf. He could smell danger emanating from this wind wolf emitting black smoke.

At the camp below, Bucky, who was sitting on the ground catching his breath, was startled by the sudden appearance of two black smoke wolves and quickly grabbed his two-handed axe to meet them.

"Watch out, everyone, follow me and attack together. Don't let these two beasts attack our defenses from behind."

The mercenaries who were taking a break picked up their weapons and rushed forward, but these two black smoke wolves were much more difficult to deal with than the previous wind wolves. In just one exchange, two careless mercenaries had their throats bitten. The mercenaries who were held in the mouth struggled a few times and then lost their eyes.

Paimon, who was participating in the siege, looked at the mercenary who was reaching out for help. As if provoked by something, he roared and swung his one-handed hammer to kill him.

"Paimon! No!"

Before Bucky could finish speaking, Paimon had already charged forward. Bucky had no choice but to grit his teeth, swing his double-handed axe, and charge at Paimon. He knew Paimon's limitations perfectly well.

As expected, facing the aggressive Paimon, the Black Smoke Wolf did not flinch at all, and opened its big wolf mouth to bite straight down.

Paimon slammed his hammer down on the Black Smoke Wolf's head, but it didn't cause any damage. Instinctively, he raised his small round shield in his left hand to block, and with a sickening metallic scraping sound, Paimon was knocked to the ground.

Just as Black Smoke Wolf was about to continue its attack on Paimon, who was lying on the ground, Bucky arrived just in time, wielding a double-handed axe and forcefully chopping the axe into Black Smoke Wolf's back.

The wind wolf, in pain, put down Paimon and swiftly turned to bite Bucky. Bucky, who hadn't even had time to draw his axe, was powerless to defend himself. Watching the wind wolf's gaping maw draw ever closer, Bucky's eyes widened, staring directly at his impending death.

"Little Jamie, I'm afraid I won't be able to give you the toy that Daddy promised you."

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