Chapter 181: The Grim Reaper on the Battlefield
The moment the Demonic Wolves launched their charge, the defenders atop the fortress walls also unleashed their third volley to cover them.
“Demonic Wolves! They're Demonic Wolves!”
The Earl's men had never expected the enemy to proactively open the fortress gates and send out a charging force—and not cavalry, but a pack of Magical Beasts!
Caught off guard, they hastily responded, enduring the third volley while opening fire on the charging Demonic Wolf pack.
The Demonic Wolves at the front were struck one after another, yet not a single one fell. Instead, the pain only further stimulated their ferocity.
As Third-Level Magical Beasts, Demonic Wolves possessed no special abilities, nor venom or curses. Their strength lay purely in their physical prowess. They possessed exceptional self-healing capabilities and tremendous resistance to poison and curses, making them extremely difficult to kill quickly with ordinary firearms.
The Earl's front-line formation was pushed into even greater disorder. There were twenty-nine Demonic Wolves in total. Aside from those that had originally lived within the Labyrinth, the remaining half had been created by Leon inside it.
Accelerated by Magic Potions, although these Demonic Wolves had not yet reached adulthood, they were already as agile and ferocious as leopards, more than capable of serving as battlefield forces.
Behind the leading Demonic Wolves came six Petrifying Lizards, relentlessly biting any enemy before them and injecting venom capable of inducing paralysis and petrification.