In an open clearing, six unusually large direwolves were besieging a figure.
These beasts had coarse, steel-needle-like fur, their eyes glowed with cruel crimson light, and their muscles bulged. Each one was comparable to an adult black bear from the Witcher world.
The true sense of oppression came from the leading white giant wolf; its size was simply incomparable to its kin!
Guilliman had seen the largest terrestrial animal on Earth, the African elephant, on television. The size of this wolf king before him even surpassed it!
It was like a moving mountain of flesh covered in grayish-white fur. Each low roar rumbled across the ground like muffled thunder, kicking up dust.
On its forehead, three ferocious old scars formed a strange triangular pattern, with a blood-red third eye at the center of the triangle, emitting an ominous aura.
The object of attack by these terrifying creatures was a female Tarnished.
She wore full-body, rather well-crafted silver-gray knight's armor, but the style was not the plate armor of the southern nations. The edges of the armor were engraved with ancient patterns, and the joints were covered with dark metal plates, exuding a sense of resilience and understated luxury.
She did not carry a heavy shield like traditional knights. A slender, elegantly curved knight's longsword hung at her waist.
At this moment, her agile figure was twisting and turning amidst the fierce pounces of the wolf pack, using speed and small side-steps to avoid fatal bites and claw strikes. Each dodge was incredibly perilous.
However, what Guilliman found most peculiar was the purple light flowing around her body.
"Glintstone magic?"
Guilliman murmured to himself, recalling information about this world. He really wanted to learn this alien magic, but he didn't know if he was capable of learning it or how to learn it at the moment.
When a wolf pounced from behind her, she did not turn around, but her left hand shot up, fingers clasped together.
Instantly, six fist-sized Glintstone projectiles, rotating with complex purple runes, condensed in the air. They shot out with a sharp whistle, as if launched by an invisible bowstring, accurately striking the wolf's head and shoulder blades in quick succession!
Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff! Puff!
Glintstone fragments exploded on the hard wolf bones and flesh, accompanied by a mournful howl. The wolf was sent tumbling, its skull shattered, and it died on the spot.
But the wolf king did not retreat because of this.
It let out a deafening roar, and the third eye on its forehead suddenly erupted with dazzling red light. At the same time, the remaining wolves seemed to be injected with a berserk will, attacking even more frantically, even tacitly trying to block her retreat.
The wolf king's massive body appeared clumsy but was extremely agile. It seized the moment the female knight dodged another wolf's pounce and charged forward like an avalanche. Its lower jaw, covered in thick keratin, opened, fangs bared, and it bit fiercely at her waist and abdomen!
A hair's breadth! The female knight seemed to have anticipated it.
She no longer dodged the pounce of another wolf coming at her. Instead, she suddenly accelerated into a forward roll, almost skimming the ground beneath the fiercely pouncing giant wolf.
The moment she rolled up, her body, like a taut bow, suddenly rotated to gather strength, and the knight's sword at her waist instantly unsheathed! A cold, brilliant light, like a new moon, cut through the air, carrying a resolute killing intent, and slashed at the neck of the giant wolf that had missed its pounce!
The sword light was too fast! Too fierce!
Whoosh—!
Blood gushed out like spilled ink. The huge wolf's head, with an expression of disbelief, was severed at the neck and rolled to the ground.
At the same time, her left hand again emitted a strong purple light. This time, the light no longer scattered but condensed into a dazzling, arm-thick beam of destruction—Glintstone Comet!
The scorching purple beam, with a scream that burned the air, shot like a spear of judgment towards the wolf king, who was about to pursue her!
Boom!!!
The beam slammed heavily into the wolf king's raised, keratinized forearm. The violent explosion created a shockwave that blew away all the nearby dust and debris.
A charred hole was melted through the wolf king's forearm, and the scorching heat even singed the surrounding fur.
Its ferocity was completely unleashed. Even with its head severed, this headless wolf ignored the pain and the approach of death, almost instinctively raising its other intact giant claw, bringing down with it a force capable of pulverizing rock, following her like a shadow!
The female knight had just completed two powerful consecutive spell castings and was in a brief recovery period. Facing this thunderous strike that sealed all angles of evasion, she could only grit her teeth, hold her sword horizontally in front of her, and prepare to take the blow head-on!
Just in this flash of lightning—
"Clang!!!"
A dull, deafening roar, as if a giant bell had been struck next to his ear!
A colossal golden sword shadow suddenly tore through space, carrying the terrifying power to sever mountains, and precisely cleaved horizontally at the vulnerable wrist joint of the wolf king's descending giant claw!
That power was so overbearing, far exceeding the wolf king's downward strike!
With a crisp snap, the wolf king's giant claw, which even Glintstone blasts had failed to break, along with half of this giant wolf's body, was actually severed clean in half by this sudden sword strike!
Half of the white wolf king's body flew down like a mountain, and a fountain of blood erupted into the sky like an uncontrolled lava geyser!
This wolf king, who had long reigned supreme in the Limgrave region, finally lost its life.
And the owner of the greatsword, Guilliman, had appeared in the center of the battlefield at some unknown point.
His burly figure stood like an iron tower amidst the smoke and blood mist, the Dragonslayer Greatsword pointing diagonally at the ground. Drops of warm, viscous giant wolf blood were sliding down the sword's fuller, dripping into the blood-soaked earth with faint "hissing" sounds.
His unique, powerful aura, a mix of Witcher traits and chaotic magic, radiated without reservation, like an invisible, cold domain, instantly suppressing the remaining few direwolves, who were scared by the wolf king's severed limb. They tucked their tails between their legs, letting out fearful whimpers, and instinctively retreated.
Guilliman's gaze passed over the wolf king's huge, struggling body and fell upon the female knight, who had been spared injury by his timely intervention.
Beneath her helmet, a pair of eyes, equally startled but also filled with intense vigilance and a hint of curiosity, were directed at him.
The surroundings were a mess, permeated with a strong smell of blood and burnt fur.
Suddenly, another figure, dressed in a witch's robe, slowly appeared from behind the female knight.
She had a slender figure, simple attire, and delicate features, possessing a divine beauty that was hard for ordinary people to match. But strangely, only her right eye was open; her left eye had a peculiar tattoo.
It was the Finger Maiden, Melina, whom he had seen before.
"You're back again, Guilliman."
Guilliman hadn't expected to encounter the powerful and mysterious Melina again so soon after returning to this world.
Moreover, this time Melina was not alone; she was actually accompanying a very strong female knight.
Guilliman nodded, then looked at the female knight, a gentle smile on his face, and said:
"Hello, my name is Guilliman, and I am a Witcher."
"And you are?"
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