Creation: I Am Azathoth

There was a rustling of the wind, insects and beasts roaring constantly.

Ordinary people would definitely be terrified here, but Shabu was unusually quiet.

Perhaps, the environment here is more suitable for her.

There is no trace of the forest being rectified.

The lush foliage and bushes seriously affect the field of view.

After following Osis for more than ten minutes, suddenly, something behind the bushes made a sound.

The corpse wolves on the left and right of Osis let out a low growl, but he whispered without interest:

"It finally appeared."

The bushes moved, and a dark mass appeared.

What appeared was a wild wolf a circle larger than the corpse wolf, possibly of the same race.

The wild wolf was drooling, and looked at Osis with a fierce look in his eyes.

The wild wolf didn't rush up immediately, but stared at him and circled slowly.

However, Osis was not even a little wary of the beast, narrowed his eyes, and said:

"This number is too much, and it is not enough now."

Not only the wild wolf in front of him, but also several pairs of eyes staring at it.

They have pitch-black fur that blends with the darkness, and light hands that make no sound of footsteps.

There are eight wild wolves here, but there are only three corpse wolves brought by Osis.

But Osis just looked unhappy, but there was no fear on his face.

The wolves gradually narrowed the encirclement, and Osis snapped his right finger when he saw this.

Then, the three corpse wolves jumped up.

The corpse wolf guarding the right uses its body to ram the nearest wild wolf.

A corpse wolf on the left side of the guard bit the throat of the jumping and screaming wild wolf and tore it off.

The scene was bleak.

In terms of numbers, the wild wolves have an advantage, but the strength of the corpse wolves is enough to make up for the disadvantage in numbers.

First of all, although the corpse wolf is small in size, its physical fitness is obviously excellent.

In terms of speed, the corpse wolf is also slightly better.

Secondly, the corpse wolf did not hesitate in its attack behavior.

They pounced on the wild wolves in a straight line, biting regardless of their safety, giving people the impression that they were just completing the set action.

Last but not least, the corpse wolf's movement will not slow down.

Even when surrounded, their bodies torn apart by claws, their legs or throats bitten, they do not flinch.

Soon, five of the wild wolves were killed, and the remaining three chose to escape, and the corpse wolves stopped.

The three corpse wolves were covered with wounds, but they returned to Osis as if nothing had happened.

From this scene, I can't feel the emotion of loyalty, but simply obey the instinct.

After inspecting the corpse of the dead wild wolf, Osis whispered:

"Hmm...Although there are not enough Night Wolf corpses...let's leave these and go."

The two continued to advance in the forest.

Except for the villa of Osis, there is really no living person in the forest.

Shabu used his brain to think, maybe there is no human habitation nearby.

After all, there will be wolves, so it can be seen that the forest should not be near the town.

Beasts should often appear here, and they are obviously hostile and will attack the living.

After that, Shabu followed Osis and encountered a bunch of strange creatures.

For example: a huge ape with a stick, a big purple boar...

The three corpse wolves of Osis can easily kill these monsters.

Shabu did not participate in the battle, but could only watch from the sidelines.

At the same time, she kept thinking.

Osis looks like a scholar who studies necromancers, so he shouldn't be able to use magic to conjure a big house.

He can breathe, which means he should still be alive.

Well, he needs food.

In other words, there will definitely be very few people, perhaps Osis' subordinates, who will be able to enter and leave this place.

While Shabu was thinking, Osis stopped again.

Accompanied by the sound of branches and leaves rubbing against each other, a huge figure rushed over unexpectedly.

What appeared was a bear.

It may still be a juvenile bear, only more than one meter tall, but its well-developed limbs and long claws are already vicious enough.

The beasts that have appeared so far are all in groups, this time it seems that there is only one, and the corpse wolf can easily deal with it.

But Osis suddenly said:

"One end, that's fine Shabu, you go and fix it."

This is an order that should have been issued a long time ago. After all, to the necromancer, the undead are just tools, and they don't care even if they are crushed.

Shab looked at the bear.

There was killing intent in Xiong's eyes, even when he saw three bloody corpses, he didn't flinch in the slightest.

Compared with the bear in front of him, Shabu understands that Osis is more dangerous.

Even if it wasn't a mandatory order, Shabu didn't want to disobey him openly.

Especially the current self is too weak.

So, Shabu stepped on the ground with both feet and approached the wild bear.

She raised the big knife over her head and slashed at the bear.

Seeing Shabu's swift attack, Xiong raised his forelegs to block the knife.

The blade cut deeply into its left foreleg, severed the muscle, and the feeling of hitting the bone was transmitted to Shabu through the blade.

The bear growled and headbutted Shabu, ignoring the injury.

The impact force spread throughout the body, and Shabu heard the "creaking" sound of the bones in his body, which seemed to be broken a lot.

But she didn't put down the knife, and she didn't feel any pain in her body.

Shabu dashed forward again, his right hand moved immediately, stabbing towards the right eye of the wild bear who took a step back.

The bear's right foreleg slammed into Shabu's outstretched arm.

With a "creak", some bones broke again.

Broken bones protruded from the left arm, and the fingertips of the full-strength muscles were also broken.

But Shabu's ability to move was not impaired.

She pulled out the bone spur on her left arm with her right hand and stabbed it at the bear's eyeball!

0 for flowers...

Wild bears are extremely powerful, but they also have a sense of pain.

But Shabu didn't, she forcibly pulled out the big knife half embedded in the flesh with her right hand.

Blood splattered and roared loudly like a wild bear screaming.

It may be that the back is broken, and Shabu's vision is shaking.

But no pain interfered with thinking [Her brain was calm from start to finish.

She knew that her physique was very different from that of wild bears.

If you don't exchange injuries for injuries, there is no possibility of winning.

So, Shabu raised the big knife above his head, and slashed at the wild bear's thick neck with all his strength.

The wild bear wailed in pain again, and finally fell to the ground.

Shabu, whose back was broken, couldn't stand up, but at this time, the wild bear had completely lost the ability to move.

So, Shabu climbed onto the body of the fallen wild bear by crawling.

With her barely able right hand, she swung the broadsword, slashing and slashing at the wild bear.

Cut open the thick fur of the wild bear!

Mince the bastard's muscles!

Let it splatter blood!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Obviously he was extremely calm during the battle just now, but after his body was stained red by the blood splattered by wild bears, Shabu's consciousness became aroused instead.

Every time you swing the big knife, you can hear the terrible impact and sound, which is really cool!

The splashed blood and flesh stuck to his face.

Although the wild bear was still trembling and convulsing, its back had been cut by Shabu so that the bones of the bones could be seen.

"Enough, it's dead, stop it."

Hearing what Osis said, Shabu desperately restrained the bloodthirsty instinct in his body, stopped his hands, and pretended to be obedient.

Shabu stopped attacking before he had time to check his physical condition.

About half of the bones in his body were broken.

A broken bone protrudes from the left arm.

Shabu's finger that inserted into the wild bear's brain and stirred the brain was also broken, bent in an exaggerated direction.

Being able to ignore injuries, pain, and fatigue, and attack with all your strength at all times, is the strength of the Necromancer.

But that doesn't mean Shabu won't get hurt.

The three wolves brought by Osis did not heal from the wounds they received along the way.

"It's not bad, I will exercise slowly in the future."

Osis looked at Shabu lying on the ground, and pressed his wand against her shattered body.

He chanted two or three mantras in a low voice:

"The wind of the abyss that carries the sin, please give negative power and repair it! [Reverse conversion]."

The tip of the wand made of various bones lit up with black light, and a creepy pleasure rushed through Shabu's wound.

The flesh and blood belonging to Shabu on the ground slowly returned to its original position as if time had flown back, and even the broken teeth returned to their original state.

Although she looks like a weak little girl, Sib shows the opposite madness in fighting.

And Osis seems content with that. .