Chapter 0068: The Routine from Three Wolves

A low-level Magical Beast, Marcus could contend with one and find an opportunity to kill it.

But three, if he charged blindly, he would only be dismembered.

Marcus didn't have time to ponder how Liszt knew there were three Magical Beasts, he immediately reined in his horse to return. At the same time, with fast dexterity, he returned the Spear to its place on the horseback, and with a reverse hand, took down the bow and arrow, and bent the bow to load the arrow, firing four arrows in quick succession toward the bush fifty meters away.

Although the arrows all missed, their effect was clear.

Suddenly, a Wind Blade Wolf leapt out from one of the bushes, its gaze coldly fixed on Marcus. It didn't attack rashly, merely looking on coldly, watching as the serfs of the Lumberjack Team gathered toward a pile of fire.