Realizing the dire situation, Xiao Jin did not hesitate at all. With a flicker, he transformed into a blurry gray shadow and sped towards the core of the battlefield!

On the other side, Amo sensed its master's will and let out a low hiss. Its massive body crushed the werewolf soldiers blocking its way and followed closely behind!

However, just as Xiao Jin was about to rush out of the cleared area and step into the edge of the core battle zone—

A heavy, mountain-like black shadow crashed down ten meters in front of her like a meteorite! The ground was blasted into a shallow crater, and dust billowed up!

Amidst the smoke and dust, an extremely tall figure, almost as tall as the werewolf commander, slowly straightened up.

It was also clad in heavy black iron armor, but its left arm was empty, with a bare sleeve!

On the wolf's hideous face, a huge, deep scar that reveals the bone runs diagonally from its forehead to the corner of its mouth, almost destroying half of its face. Its only remaining right eye flashes with rage, pain, and a kind of madness driven to the brink of despair!

Its only remaining right hand gripped a terrifying giant axe, two sizes larger than an ordinary battle axe! The axe blade was covered with dark red scabs and nicks, exuding a strong stench of blood and a murderous aura!

A werewolf general! And a general who was seriously injured and had lost an arm!

Its single remaining eye was fixed on Xiao Jin, who was charging towards it. It let out a heavy, panting breath, like a bellows being pulled. Its huge battle axe was pointed diagonally at the ground. A fierce and resolute battlefield aura, like a solid wall, instantly blocked Xiao Jin's way!

Clearly, its sole purpose in being sent here is to hold back this terrifying human who has committed too much killing on the battlefield and now wants to come to the aid of the leopard-man commander, at all costs!

Moreover, it wouldn't have been driven out of the central battlefield if it hadn't been injured.

Xiao Jin, who was rushing forward, came to an abrupt halt.

As the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, a man and a wolf stood facing each other coldly, ten meters apart.

The roars and collisions at the heart of the battlefield, the howls of the fleeing werewolf soldiers, and the anxious shouts of players in the distance... all seemed to be isolated by an invisible barrier at this moment.

All that remained was the mournful howl of the wind sweeping across the blood-stained wasteland, and the heavy, drum-like breathing of the one-armed wolf general.

Xiao Jin's blood-stained coat clung to her body, outlining her slightly thin yet unusually upright figure. Her head was slightly lowered, and her messy hair partially obscured her eyebrows and eyes, revealing only her hard-lined jawline and lips covered with congealed blood.

His right hand casually gripped the long sword, which was also soaked in blood, the tip of which tapped diagonally at the dark red earth beneath his feet.

She didn't look at the wolf's gruesome wound where its arm had been severed, nor at the terrifying scar on its face that almost split its skull open, nor at the giant axe in its hand that exuded a strong stench of blood.

Her gaze, like two invisible icicles, pierced through the pervasive dust and precisely fixed on the wolf general's only remaining blood-red eye, burning with a mad flame.

Silence, like a taut bowstring, spread through the blood-soaked air.

After a while.

Xiao Jin slowly raised her head, and beneath the blood-stained wisps of hair on her forehead, her dark, ink-like eyes were fully revealed.

There was no anger, no impatience, only a cold indifference that had settled after countless killings.

Her thin lips parted slightly, her voice not loud, yet it pierced clearly through the clamor of the battlefield, carrying a resolute chill that struck the wolf general's eardrums:

"A cripple..."

She paused, raised the tip of her knife slightly by an inch, pointing it at the wolf general's empty left sleeve, her tone flat and devoid of any emotion:

"But you can't stop me."

The voice wasn't loud, but it was like a cold steel needle, piercing the werewolf general's nerves!

Its single remaining pupil suddenly contracted to the size of a pinhead, and then burst forth with a terrifying burst of blood-red light!

The humiliation of losing an arm, the excruciating pain of severe injury, being ostracized from the center of the battlefield, and then having to perform this small task.

This was bad enough, but the werewolf general never expected that this tiny human would so blatantly despise him…

All the negative emotions erupted like a volcano!

"roar--!!!"

A roar filled with extreme pain, anger, and rage, like the mournful cry of a wounded ancient beast, suddenly burst from the werewolf general's chest!

The enormous sound wave made the pebbles on the surrounding ground tremble slightly! Two streams of scorching white steam billowed from its nostrils, like burning steam!

"Let's take a look!"

The werewolf general roared in response in a broken, hoarse orc language, his remaining right arm muscles bulging wildly like knotted steel, veins protruding like earthworms under his fur!

"I'll smash you into a pile of mud, and I hope you'll still be able to say that then!" It swung the huge battle axe with one hand, the heavy blade tearing through the air with a chilling whistling sound!

Immediately, the werewolf general's massive body leaned forward slightly, like a wounded bear about to pounce on its prey, its single eye burning with a frenzied flame of suicidal madness!

There was no probing, no idle chatter.

The battle axe, imbued with earth-shattering power, pain, and madness, crashed down like a collapsing mountain! Its target was the very spot where Xiao Jin stood!

The roar of the one-armed wolf was like the howl of a ferocious beast, making the air buzz.

The terrifying giant axe, taller than a man, tore through the air with a destructive force as if splitting the heavens and earth, and slammed down towards Xiao Jin! Before the axe blade even arrived, the violent wind had already caused sand and stones to fly from the ground, and the stray hairs on Xiao Jin's forehead were violently pulled back!

There's no way to avoid it! The only option is to confront it head-on!

A sharp, cold glint suddenly flashed deep within Xiao Jin's icy eyes!

Instead of retreating, she met the overwhelming force of the axe head-on, stomping forward with her left foot! The hard, blood-red ground beneath her feet was cracked like a spiderweb!

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