Accompanied by a grating sound, the protective shield above the crowd shattered like fragile glass under the powerful bite force of the Mist Ghost Wolves.

Crack!

One of the High Tier Ghost Wolves directly plunged in, charging towards Fao and the others below.

With the help of its kin, these humans would surely be easily exterminated by them.

But it was too hasty, miscalculating one thing.

After all, this protective shield was divine magic, not a tangible object, and not so fragile.

At the moment the shield shattered, the elder twin sister, a nun, let out a muffled groan, blood flowing from her mouth, almost collapsing to the ground.

However, the younger nun sister was unscathed, her eyes suddenly lighting up as she chanted words and swiftly flipped open the Scripture.

"Please protect Your people!"

Accompanied by a radiant glow, the protective shield miraculously healed!

Boom!

Another Ghost Wolf's mouth slammed against the shield, bouncing back instantly.

"Howl!?"

At this moment, the lead Ghost Wolf realized the problem, the ferocity in its eyes fading away as it frantically tried to escape with its tail between its legs.

But... it was already too late!

"Now! They are separated!"

The bloodied nun sister displayed an eerie smile at the Ghost Wolves, hoarsely calling out to her teammates.

"Take action!"

The divine magic performed by the twin sisters earlier seemed like a joint effort, but it was merely a disguise for the Ghost Wolves.

In reality, only the elder sister cast the divine magic.

This meant that only one person bore the retaliatory effect of the divine magic!

Demons are cunning.

But humans are far more cunning than demons!

She did this for one purpose — for her younger sister to recast divine magic, trapping the intruders inside the protective shield.

The aim was to buy less than ten seconds, creating an opportunity to separate them.

As a race with an average upper limit that is not particularly outstanding and abilities that are quite average, humans often face a considerable gap with demons of the same tier.

However, this does not mean humans are not a match for demons.

Especially since Mist Ghost Wolves do not have the overwhelming size advantage like the prior Swamp Wild Boar.

Although Fao and the others were unwilling to fight two Ghost Wolves, always at a disadvantage, fleeing in a disorganized manner.

It does not mean they have no way to deal with them.

Perhaps one-on-one they are not a match, but what about five-on-one?

As long as they pay a little more price, they have the confidence to completely kill these two beasts!

It's just that these two Ghost Wolves came a little too early, and their preparation was not enough, lacking sufficient rest.

But even so, it was enough to give the Ghost Wolves a hard time!

Because of previous multiple cooperations, the tall Martial Monk Waro had already understood this.

"Been waiting for you!"

Without hesitation, he struck before the Ghost Wolf landed, one hand grabbing towards the Ghost Wolf's neck, the other hand trying to grab its hind leg, attempting to pull it apart from the middle.

At the start of the battle, he knew time was not to be wasted and chose the method of a quick decisive battle, striving for a one-hit success.

Yet... a cornered beast will still struggle.

The cunning demon would not be easily subdued.

Upon realizing its predicament, the previously flustered Mist Ghost Wolf completely descended into madness.

"Awooo!!!"

It raised its head and let out a piercing scream!

At such close distance, there was no time to defend, and Waro's mind went blank, his hands hesitating momentarily, his entire body freezing in place.

By the time he regained his senses, the figure of the Ghost Wolf before him had vanished!

!!!

"Where is it!!?"

As Waro was about to look around, the Mist Ghost Wolf quietly appeared beside him.

Rip!

Its sharp claws swiftly lashed at the Martial Monk's arm, instantly carving deep wounds on his arm.

Waro's painstakingly trained body seemed so vulnerable before the Ghost Wolf's sharp claws.

Blood gushed down from the Martial Monk's sturdy arm like a fountain.

Waro clearly saw a look of mockery in the Ghost Wolf's eyes as it lunged to bite his neck.

No!

If even the arm appeared so fragile under the claws, how could the inadequately protected neck withstand its sharp teeth?

With bulging eyes, Waro attempted to forcibly regain control of his body, struggling to speak: "You beast! Get... off!"

At this critical juncture, at this extremely urgent moment, another Martial Monk, Zar, arrived!

Though he too suffered from the scream's impact, being a bit farther away, he was not affected as much.

He quickly rushed over, his hand shaped like a blade, striking the Ghost Wolf's waist with a chop.

Crack!

"Awooo!"

The previously unstoppable Ghost Wolf let out a painful wail, its body twisting awkwardly.

The Ghost Wolf's spine was directly broken by Zar's chop!

The threat of death did not awaken the ferocity within it, but rather made it hesitant.

Fear prevailed.

The Ghost Wolf tried to escape but was firmly gripped by the neck by the now completely composed Waro.

The Ghost Wolf struggled wildly, its claws flailing in the air, continually tearing at the flesh on the Martial Monk's body.

Yet Waro did not dodge, his arms as hard as rock firmly holding it in place, veins bulging, every muscle exerting force.

"Die!"

He let out a powerful shout, then forcefully twisted the Ghost Wolf's neck.

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