Reborn as a werewolf ancestor

Following the commander's order, multiple mages cast various elemental spells to attack the four giant flames in front of them, trying to intercept them.

But in the face of the disparity in class, first-level or even second-level spells cannot stop the opponent's progress.

It wasn't until a huge thunderbolt hit the top of the four giant flames in the sky that it was completely extinguished.

"At four o'clock in the north, the opponent is moving towards the south, attack!" Without pausing for a moment, the commander continued to give orders to several mages.

"Yes, sir."

Suddenly, three spells swarmed towards Kane's position, but he avoided them keenly, and everyone could only vaguely see his still moving figure through the fog.

"Damn it! This guy is really fast!" the commander said sadly.

Other attacks soon appeared in the mist. Several sword auras mixed with fierce flames seemed to be trying to distract their attention.

The fierce flames hit the wall of fire, completely swallowing up the flames above, and carrying a large amount of huge flames to fall on Chaofan below.

"Ahh!!"

Chaofan, who was wrapped in the sea of ​​fire, let out a desperate scream. This move greatly damaged the morale of Manvilla's Chaofan troops.

Several water elemental mages joined hands and used a large amount of water to pour water inside the sea of ​​fire.

On the one hand, it is to rescue teammates, and on the other hand, it is to prevent the fire from continuing to spread.

"Zizzi..."

The flames mixed with the water source produced a large amount of water vapor, making Manvilla's extraordinary position completely covered by the water vapor.

Under this large amount of fog, no one could clearly see the surrounding environment, even if there was a string of thunder and hammers shining above.

"It's over..." the commander muttered to himself.

He knew that after he and others hurriedly cast water spells to extinguish the fire, their lives were completely under the control of the other party.

"puff!"

There was a sound of a sharp sword piercing flesh in the distance, and the commander knew that this was the opponent taking action.

"Everyone, stand back to back in a circle and don't let the other party seize the chance of you being alone."

As a last resort, the commander issued the last order. Although he knew that it would not have much effect, it was already the most suitable method under the current circumstances.

After everyone extraordinary heard the commander's order, they quickly found their comrades beside them. They joined together and stood back to back, looking at the gray fog around them, waiting for the upcoming assassination.

Due to the obstruction of the fog, all Manvilla's extraordinary powers did not come together. Unable to see their surroundings clearly, the best way for them was to form a smallest circle formation with their comrades beside them.

When you see an attack coming in the fog, you can promptly notify your comrades around you.

However, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Most of the time, they will fall into eternal sleep without even having a chance to speak out.

The speed of Kane's attack gave them no chance to speak. This was also because the opponent's number was too small. If they could follow the commander's order, everyone would not be so careless when they got together.

Along with the constant sounds of assassinations and the sounds of companions falling to the ground, someone in Manvilla's extraordinary team finally couldn't bear the pressure, broke away from the team, ran into the fog, and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The commander, Mage Aibald, and several second-level extraordinarys were back to back, looking at the fog in front of them. Their group had not been attacked yet. Of course, it was possible that Kane and others wanted to keep them until the end.

"I didn't expect that the commander of my majestic Manvilla army would be buried here." The commander couldn't help but lamented his upcoming fate.

"Sir, what will be the result? It's hard to say?" Master Aibode said without giving up.

The commander smiled slightly and did not refute the other party's words. He just held the sword in his hand tightly and wanted to be more heroic in the end.

At some point, the sound of the opponent's thrusts turned from far away to closer, and got closer and closer to their location.

Several people knew that the enemy's attack was coming. They braced themselves and stared at the fog around them, alert to the enemy that might attack at any time.

Suddenly, a pair of sharp claws grabbed the commander in front of him. He raised his sword and tried his best to block the attack of the claws, while the two extraordinary men beside him also slashed at him with their swords.

However, no matter how they slashed, they could not stop the sharp claws in front of them from moving forward. The opponent's speed was so fast that before Master Aibode at the rear could react, he grabbed the commander and took him inside.

Into the fog.

"Pfft." A horrifying sound sounded, just like the stabbing sound they heard before.

The two second-level supernatural beings wanted to rush into the mist to bring the commander back, but were stopped by Master Aibode on the side.

"Stop it."

Abbott said.

Hearing this, the two extraordinary men stopped their movements and asked him, "But, Mr. Aibald, the commander is still inside."

Abbott laughed at himself: "Do you think you can save it by rushing into it?"

"Then we can't just watch Chief Mondell fall into danger, right?" the two asked.

While several people were talking, the commander's screams came from deep in the fog.

"Uhhhhhh!!!"

The loyal two people immediately rushed into the fog again, preparing to rescue each other, and this time Edmund did not stop them.

He believed that his level of loyalty was no higher than those two people. He still wanted to survive, but he would not rush into the hell-like fog.

Of course, there was nothing they could do to stop Edmond from seeking death, so he naturally let them go. However, as a result, his own side's combat power was somewhat lacking.

Not long after the two passed by, there was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground in the mist, followed closely by the sound of two sharp swords piercing into the body.

Edmond shook his head helplessly. He knew that the two people who had just gone had been dealt with by the other party, and now it was their turn.

The remaining three supernatural beings looked at Edmond nervously, hoping that he would have other ways for them to escape.

"Sir, what should we do?" one of them asked.

Edmund smiled and said: "Resist with all your strength and hope for a miracle to happen."

As he spoke, he recited spells silently in his mouth, and at the same time, the thunder elements in the air continued to gather towards him.

"Go! Thunder Shield!"

Countless shields made of thunder wrapped the three people together, which relieved their tense mentality.

Edmund did not relax because of this, but continued to recite the spell silently and prepare for the next spell.

Suddenly, three huge flames emerged from three directions in the fog and collided with the shield. (To be continued)