Chapter 67: Wolf Attack, Part 1

For three days, Dean followed behind the Goth caravan.

When they rested, Dean rested, and when they moved forward, Dean followed along; if it were not for the considerable distance between the two sides, it would have seemed as if they were traveling together.

However, the Goths ahead knew nothing of this.

So, when the Goths entered a certain place deep within the Snowplains Dense Forest, they burst into cheers—because they had found a place that looked exactly like the records.

This was a jungle surrounded by rocks, spanning a full ten kilometers, filled with these rocks.

Inside the Snowplains Dense Forest, rocks were not uncommon, but such a high-density distribution of rocks was rare, as if the place itself were a weathered Gobi desert.

However, any scholar who understood architecture would be able to see that this should be a group of tombs.

And the person capable of occupying such a vast area of tombs was naturally no ordinary figure—the Conqueror King, fittingly.

“Master Momon!”

The leading Grand Knight addressed Momon in this way, and at this moment, he had already stepped down from the carriage—in fact, as the only one riding in a carriage, apart from his identity as a Wizard, the title of Master was more a sign of respect for Momon’s knowledge.

Just like at this moment, Momon was acting as a scholar, distinguishing where the entrance to the tomb was.

And in fact, Momon did better than the average scholar; in just over ten minutes, a location had already been determined by him.

“Is it here?”

The leading Grand Knight scanned the surroundings, looked at those solid rocks, and confirmed once more.

It was not that Skold did not believe the other party, but the terrain before them was definitely not easy to excavate, even though they had a Grand Knight close to a Silver Knight and two Knights with impressive strength; once they dug in the wrong spot, it would be impossible to start a second excavation within a short time.

As for those ten soldiers?

Clearly, in matters like this, they were just helpers.

Tasks like cleaning up and standing guard were what they needed to complete; wanting to become the main force was simply impossible.

“Rest assured, the deviation will not exceed ten feet!”

Momon clearly knew what his colleague was worried about, but there were some things that even he and his spells could not completely resolve.

For example, the positioning of the Conqueror King’s Tomb Chamber was just such a case.

In fact, being able to find the entrance to this tomb group was already the result of his research lasting as long as ten months, during which he had also consulted his Teacher many times.

Otherwise, this time would only have been even longer.

But, even so, the final result was still not perfect.

“A deviation of ten feet?”

The Grand Knight confirmed, and the Wizard nodded.

“Then let us begin!”

The Grand Knight spoke to the two assistants beside him, and the two Knights immediately marked the ground, including the deviation range, with charcoal pencils.

“Haah!”

When the two assistants had drawn the entire range, the Grand Knight took off his cloak and the armor beneath it, suddenly letting out a roar; suddenly, his already sturdy body seemed to blow up like a balloon, growing taller and stronger at a speed visible to the naked eye.

A full height of eight feet, and those thick arms exceeded the limit of what ordinary people called a ‘big guy’, making the whole person look like an ogre.

Especially when that Long-handled Battle Axe weighing over a hundred kilograms appeared in the Grand Knight’s hand, it made him look even more menacing.

“Giant Transformation?!”

Lurking outside the Goth perimeter, Dean’s heart tightened, and the expression on his face instantly became grave.

There were many types of Knight Talents, and there were already over a thousand recorded so far, while those unrecorded were countless.

And among those recorded Knight Talents, there were a dozen or so recognized as being in the strongest tier.

Among these dozen or so, Giant Transformation was undoubtedly among the top.

Once Giant Transformation was awakened, the awakened Knight would not only gain strength far beyond ordinary imagination, but his Stamina would also become nearly infinite; in particular, the defensive power of his body would render most attacks of the same level ineffective.

And having such a person as an enemy was naturally enough to give Dean a headache.

But this did not mean there was no way to deal with it; after all, there were still over a dozen talents of the same tier as Giant Transformation.

But what was truly giving Dean a headache right now was what kind of mechanism these Goths had encountered that would cause a Grand Knight with the Giant Transformation talent and strength close to a Silver Knight to die here silently—as for what Fendel said?

If the Grand Knight before him had also perished under such tomb mechanisms, then this Prince Fendel had undoubtedly lied.

And lying was obviously not something unacceptable to the other party; in fact, this Prince Fendel’s lies were definitely not just once or twice, so one more time would obviously not surprise Dean.

However, the next moment, Dean was relieved once again—

Whistling!

With such a sound of air being torn, the Grand Knight leaped down from mid-air, and the Long-handled Battle Axe in his hand hacked down viciously with immense force.

Boom!

When the blade of the Battle Axe made contact with the rocky ground, the entire ground trembled first, and then, a violent explosive sound rang out.

Fragments of stone splashed everywhere, and a pit with a radius of five feet and a depth of three feet appeared here.

And the Grand Knight who had launched such an attack seemed as if he were exhausted, holding the Long-handled Battle Axe with one hand, as if leaning on a cane, emitting heavy panting sounds.

Undoubtedly, if one possessed Giant Transformation, with that near-endless Stamina, a phenomenon of exhaustion from a single strike would simply not occur.

“Power Burst?!”

Dean looked at the appearance of that Grand Knight, guessing with some uncertainty.

The reason for the uncertainty was that if the other party had awakened a talent like Power Burst, then this Grand Knight must be very adapted to his own talent.

So much so that after two Baptisms, he could burst forth with strength several times his own—far exceeding Boz, who also possessed a similar talent.

“But, even if he is very adapted, bursting forth with such strength…”

Dean swept his gaze over the marks on the hard rocky ground and couldn’t help but frown—unless the other party possessed a technique that could unleash the Power Burst talent, otherwise, this was still a bit too demanding; however, as far as Dean knew, such techniques, though not non-existent, had not yet appeared at this point in time.

That was in the late period of the second Blood Moon War, discovered by the army of City in a certain Noble cemetery in the Three Southern Counties of Emerald—for the rich funerary objects, the army of City would simply not let them go; as for the shame of tomb robbing? The army only needed to obey orders.

Therefore, the gap in time would clearly not allow this Grand Knight to master a similar technique.

So aside from that, there was only one possibility—

Multiple Baptisms!

At the cost of damaging one’s own Constitution, the goal was to gain more other physical attributes and improve one’s own talent.

Looking at the panting Grand Knight in the distance, Dean became more and more certain of his thought.

After all, as someone who had done similar things in the past, the feeling the other party gave him was all too familiar.

“In that case…”

This unexpected discovery made Dean start preparing to change his plan a little; however, just as Dean was about to start changing, a wolf howl suddenly rang out—

Awooo…

First one wave, then another, followed by the continuous friction sound of paws against the rocky ground, as if in an instant, the surroundings had fallen into a sea of wolves, and the Goths had become a drop in the ocean.

And in reality, compared to such a description, the situation was even more critical—

“Wolves! Wolf Pack! Wolves… ugh!”

The vigilant Goth soldier shouted loudly.

However, in the next moment, the pouncing wild wolves submerged this Goth soldier; of course, the same went for the other Goth soldiers, without even a bit of room to resist.

It was not that they did not want to resist.

But the Wolf Pack was simply too large, so large that it was impossible to react.

“There are over a hundred of them!”

In the distance, Dean did not appear within the encirclement of these wolves, and the Potion he had prepared long ago ensured that Dean did not reveal his location due to his scent.

However, Dean did not dare to be careless; his originally slight breathing instantly became almost non-existent at this moment, so that he would not be discovered even if someone walked past him.

But the Goths’ luck was not so good.

After the ordinary soldiers were devoured, the Grand Knight, the two Knights, and the Wizard became the targets of the Wolf Pack.

However, these wolves did not swarm all at once—as a special group within the Snowplains Dense Forest, they clearly had their own wisdom and hunting habits.

Wolves all had such patience.

Or rather, patience was something every hunter should possess!

However, clearly, compared to ordinary wolves, these wolves were somewhat different—whether in body size or the strength and speed they displayed, they far exceeded ordinary forest wolves.

They were completely moving closer to the Hagaslo Wolf.