The Forbidden Magic Laws of a Fallen Princess

Furthermore, people continued to be attacked, and some never returned.

We began to feel afraid and terrified... What on earth could have injured our companions like this?

Finally, we found a cave not far away, and we were all overjoyed because we had finally found a place to live.

However, when we arrived at the cave, there were only thirteen of us left.

And so we began living a life of mutual dependence in the cave.

But the most critical thing is that we don't have much food left. If this continues, we may not only freeze to death, but also starve to death.

The situation is really bad.

……

If my guess is correct... those whose arms and legs were bitten off, or even those who were bitten to death, were probably the people of the Gray Wolf God race.

Otherwise, I can't think of any other creature that could have such good eyesight and be so agile in a blizzard.

By this time, the notebook was already more than half full, but the crisis was far from over.

Because they haven't truly grasped the terror of the Gray Wolf God race.

Although I'm starting to find it hard to watch anymore, this is just the beginning.

Only by knowing about Xiaobai and her Gray Wolf God clan can we know what exactly happened between them.

I really want to know.

Chapter Sixty-One: The Notebook of the Gray Wolf God (Part Two)

On the new page, the handwriting was no longer as neat as it had been at the beginning; it gradually became messy and cursive.

It was as if someone in dire straits felt the terror of the abyss of death.

Honestly, anyone would be in this situation and wouldn't be able to stay calm...

Moreover, there were thirty-one people when they went, but only thirteen remained after entering the cave. Who knows what will happen next, or how many more people will be lost?

I don't know how many days I stayed in the cave. The faint campfire was burning in the biting cold wind outside, but it couldn't stop the terrifying gale.

I saw my companions getting frostbite one by one in the snow and ice, and some of them even fell asleep and never woke up again.

Right now, I am filled with despair. It was me... it was me who insisted on going so far, it was me who wanted to explore the mysteries of this world. But curiosity killed the cat. Yes, it was me who killed everyone.

Just when we had lost all hope of survival, the blizzard suddenly stopped.

With nine of us remaining, we felt the first rays of sunshine after the snow.

It's unbelievable that this brat Cabinfen, despite being the youngest, was able to pull through. He must have been blessed by the gods.

Indeed, after the sun came out, the originally biting cold wind instantly became warm, and we all finally had hope for survival.

However, something unfortunate still happened.

The heavy snow has buried all the dwarven scouts' markers, and we are now completely disoriented.

Just then, we unexpectedly spotted an oasis in this vast, white academy.

Ha... We originally thought it was just a mirage or something, but it turns out it's real.

Because we are all clear-headed, and our will has not been taken away.

We rushed over happily.

The temperature here was as warm and comfortable as springtime, so we couldn't help but take off our heavy winter coats.

Of course, many of the trees here are laden with fruit, and the fruit tastes very sweet.

This place is like a dream garden, filled with birdsong and fragrant flowers, a place of comfortable tranquility.

After eating and drinking our fill, we all collapsed in this natural paradise that resembled a mirage.

However, I didn't know that at that moment, I suddenly heard a shout from a companion. When I woke up, I saw DeWitt.

He was a merchant, and once a slave trader, but he had stopped doing so and eventually came to our exploration team through the connections of the Baron of the Royal City.

Just then, he seemed to see something.

And so, we all woke up and decided to investigate further.

At this moment, we saw at least two cute little werewolves with gray and white fur and gray and white tails, as well as five gray and white wolves, taking a nap there.

At the time, we did not know that these were the people of the Gray Wolf God clan.

DeWitt said that these were incredibly rare orcs, and if they could capture those two werewolves, they would never have to worry about food or drink for the rest of their lives.

Although I refused... everyone except me, Cabinfen, and Rowe was tempted.

Two of them picked up the sacks, while the rest took out their weapons and began to slowly approach them.

Perhaps because the sunlight was so pleasant today, and because the werewolf cubs were all full and round, they didn't pay any attention to the group attacking them.

Soon, the werewolf closest to them was caught in the sack.

This action instantly woke up the werewolf next to them.

However, among them were professional mercenaries, so the young werewolf was no match for it. It slashed her back open with a single blow, and bright red blood spurted out.

The young werewolf, who had been severely injured, was suddenly knocked unconscious by a thick wooden stick, then stuffed into a sack and tied up.

Of course, Rowett was a smart man. He knew that hearing the werewolf's howl would attract his companions, so without saying a word, he secretly slipped away.

All that remained were five teammates who had just fought a fierce battle, and us watching from afar...

However, at that moment, the originally sunny sky suddenly turned dark, and then the ground suddenly trembled violently.

At this moment, the gray and white wolves suddenly began to emit a blood-red light, and a terrifying magical power instantly erupted from their bodies.

It wasn't just scary, it was downright terrifying.

If I'm not mistaken, that might really be the legendary orcs' terrifying ultimate move, a horrifying technique called Blood Destruction.

Just then, the uninjured werewolf cub that had been wrapped in the sack suddenly stretched out its sharp claws, tore the sack apart, and ripped its companion, who was lifting it, to shreds.

Then the remaining gray and white wolves charged forward, easily breaking the arms and legs of their companions who were standing in the sacks...

The scene was so bloody that I almost vomited.

Now that this has happened, I feel it's not a good idea to stay here any longer.

I shouted to Rowe and Cabinfen to hurry up and run away.

Suddenly, a huge figure appeared in the sky and crashed down on us.

When we came to our senses, we discovered that it was a huge wolf king, its entire body also radiating a blood-red light, and it was glaring at us with angry, blood-red eyes.

And its claws were as big as half a person.

The image of the colossal wolf king reminds me of the demon in the snow, the Gray Wolf God, a creature that can only be imagined at the ends of the earth.

If it spots you, you're as good as dead.

At that moment, the three of us were stunned by its powerful killing intent.

Next, my arm suddenly started to swell, and then with a "pop," it exploded like a balloon, and my left arm was blown away.

Then the same thing happened to my right leg, and then it suddenly exploded and disappeared.

In an instant, the pain shot straight into my nerves, causing excruciating agony...

However, the Gray Wolf God seemed to be able to see through people's hearts, and did not attack Rowe and Cabinfen. However, those who participated in the capture were given the most terrible punishment, which was to die without a burial place.

This might be the final retribution for my lax discipline of my partner... At this moment, my consciousness began to blur...

But with my last ounce of consciousness, I wrote this final entry in my diary.

It is also hoped that people in the future will treat the Grey Wolf Gods with sincerity and without any hostility, and of course, they should not harm them or become their enemies, otherwise they will truly die without a burial place.

……

On the last page, I can see that it was T.M.'s last notes, written while he was in pain. And, only on these few pages can I see red bloodstains...

The last word was drawn out... It seems that this was the end of life.

Judging from this diary, T.M. is actually a good person. However, even the best people sometimes don't have happy endings.

However, I am now certain that I never expected that DeWitt, who had escaped, would actually survive and even capture the injured Gray Wolf, Little White.

The sword wound on Xiaobai's back confirms that it is indeed the young werewolf who was severely injured in the past.

Chapter Sixty-Two: An Imminent Disaster

Xiao Bai could have lived a carefree and happy life in her hometown.

However, she was cruelly harmed and captured by humans, by the former slave trader DeWitt.

Perhaps it was because he was severely injured by a sharp blade at the beginning, and then knocked unconscious by an iron rod, losing his memory...

I probably can't remember any of the happy memories I once had... Otherwise, why would I only have hatred and hostility towards humanity before?

And they were sold all the way from the northern border of the farthest dwarven kingdom all the way to the northern border of the human kingdom, which is my hometown, Krosster City…

Living like a slave or commodity must be very difficult to accept.