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Chapter 87 The God of War is coming! (Eighth(2/2)

Many people were afraid and were preparing to flee.

After being given a heads-up by him, I regained some consciousness.

Think about it, the Blood Moon Wolf King is a nightmare beast. He rushed in directly to fight and destroyed their hastily formed battle formation. Why should he be so sneaky?

"That's right, running away will only lead to death, so we will stick to this place!"

"It's been delayed for such a long time. The rescue team must be nearby. It's easy to find with the fire here."

"Since we can kill so many Blood Moon Demon Wolves, there is no reason why we cannot withstand the next round of attacks. If we persist to the end, we will win!"

There are wolf corpses everywhere, which means that the monster is not invincible.

Meng Chao's brain was like a signal tower, continuously releasing powerful brain waves, causing the candidates' brains to secrete a large amount of super-enkephalins, suppressing the effect of the fear of blood flames to a minimum.

The candidates headed by Luo Hai and Chu Feixiong cheered up again.

Seeing that humans were not fooled, the Blood Moon Wolf King's howling became furious.

The eyes that stared at Meng Chao were even more vicious.

After wandering behind the flames for a while, he was finally unwilling to abandon so many wolf corpses and ran away with his tail between his legs.

It bared its sharp fangs towards Meng Chao, drew a bloody afterimage, and sprinted towards him at super high speed.

"So fast!"

The hairs all over Meng Chao's body stood up instantly, and his conditioned reflex flashed to the left. His chest was burning with pain, and a large piece of flesh was torn off.

Although the Wolf King is huge, he is not clumsy, and his speed is twice as fast as an ordinary demon wolf.

Staring at the wound on Meng Chao's chest, the beast's eyes sparkled, a cruel smile appeared, and the blood mist around him became ten times brighter and more violent, like adding fuel to a fire.

In an instant, Meng Chao felt that the world around him turned into blood, as if being dragged into the abyss of death by wolf fangs.

He inhaled a large amount of fear blood flames, and neurotoxins were raging in his brain.

Every cell is frozen, and the body is unable to react except for twitching.

Other students wanted to rescue, but the wolves attacked one after another and rolled into a ball with the humans.

The Wolf King jumped up again, covering the blood moon in the night sky.

Meng Chao gritted his teeth and brandished his knife, his mind filled with thoughts of ways to perish together.

The Wolf King's fangs were only one meter away from his sword.

A thin yet tall figure suddenly appeared.

I say thin because he has a stooped figure and a high spine, like a hunchbacked old man.

He is tall because his arms are filled with explosive muscles, like two giant cannons that fire continuously and are hot. It is as if the essence, blood and will of his whole body have all turned into cannonballs and filled these two heavy cannons!

Boom! Boom!

The huge cannon roared, tearing the air, and bowed from left to right.

The first punch hit the back of the dagger on the beast's neck, like a hammer striking a nail, driving the dagger a few inches deep, causing the Wolf King to suffer so much pain that no matter how hard he scratched, he could not get the handle out.

The second punch accurately hit the top of the Wolf King's left eye, and there was a "click" sound. The beast's forehead, as hard as iron, was dented, and the left eyeball exploded like a balloon filled with blood.

The Blood Moon Wolf King, who was so majestic just now, whimpered like a lost dog and retreated behind the pack of wolves.

"Principal Sun!"

Meng Chao woke up from a dream and recognized that the person who saved his life was the old principal of No. 9 Middle School, a sleepy little old man who was usually harmless to humans and animals.

At this moment, Principal Sun's skin was shriveled, his chest was sunken, his bones were protruding, and strands of gray hair were falling in the wind.

The spiritual flames burning on his arms were brighter and more violent than ever, turning him into a god of war descending from the sky!

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