Without any pause, Chen Mo continuously fired dazzling blue energy beams from his dual pistols. Each beam precisely hit a werewolf hiding in the forest, and the moment it struck, the intense blue light illuminated their massive figures before turning them into ashes.
"Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!.."
With a low hum, blue beams shot out, revealing the werewolves' figures. Accompanied by the scattering ashes, a never-before-seen spectacle unfolded before the knights.
The two NS-2 energy pistols from Hydra in Chen Mo's hands displayed immense destructive power. With rapid firing and unerring accuracy, they inflicted heavy casualties on the lurking werewolves in a short time.
As their comrades were continuously killed by Chen Mo, the remaining werewolves finally reacted. They stopped hiding and launched an attack, howling as they charged at the knights below. Countless tall and strong werewolves surged out of the forest, with many leaping directly from the tall treetops towards the knights below. They opened their huge mouths, revealing sharp white fangs, and swung their claws fiercely at the knights.
With the momentum from their leaps and their immense strength, the werewolves' attacks were so powerful that even the knights' sturdy armor couldn't withstand them and would be torn apart.
However, the knights below showed no fear. They raised their spears in unison, aiming at the charging werewolves. Even if they were to die, they were determined to take these hateful werewolves down with them!
The werewolves in the air got closer and closer to the knights, and they could even smell the strong, foul beastly odor from them.
Just as the knights gripped their spears, ready for a desperate strike, a dazzling blue light flashed, and the snarling werewolves in mid-air instantly turned to ashes, gently falling onto the knights' armor below.
Seeing the werewolves attacking the knights, Chen Mo turned his guns and shot down the werewolves leaping from the treetops one by one. None succeeded in reaching the knights' formation, all being turned to ashes mid-air by the energy beams.
However, there were too many attacking werewolves. While Chen Mo managed to fend off the most threatening ones from the air, he couldn't spare the energy to deal with those charging directly from the forest towards the knights' formation.
After all, the NS-2 energy pistols had a limited firing rate, and ordinary pistols were too weak. Unless the bullets accurately hit their eyes and destroyed their brains, it was hard to kill these physically strong werewolves with one shot. These werewolves were different from the ordinary enemies Chen Mo had faced before; their speed and agility were very high, making it difficult for Chen Mo to ensure every bullet hit their eyes.
Therefore, Chen Mo chose the slower-firing but more powerful energy pistols. While hitting the werewolves' eyes was challenging, hitting their bodies was no problem for Chen Mo.
As long as he hit them, the powerful energy in the beams would burst out. Even with their incredibly tough bodies, the werewolves would be turned to ashes.
While Chen Mo continued to eliminate the werewolves leaping from the air with his energy weapons, the large number of werewolves charging from the forest finally reached the knights' formation.
The werewolves at the front, baring their fangs and claws, roared as they crashed into the knights at the outermost part of the formation.
The knights in the front row held their shields in front of them with one hand and gripped sharp swords with the other, pressing the swords against the edge of their shields, the tips pointing directly at the charging werewolves. Their eyes showed no fear as they focused intently on the werewolves' vital points.
The knights behind them raised their spears, the cold, sharp tips extending beyond the front row, forming the first barrier against the werewolves.
As the werewolves charged at the formation, several spears thrust out simultaneously, piercing the werewolves' bodies. The knights holding the spears, along with their warhorses, exerted their strength together, barely withstanding the werewolves' fierce impact.
At this moment, the knights in the front row launched their attack. The werewolves, held back by the spears, were within reach, some even scratching at the knights' shields with their claws.
The knights raised their shields to block the werewolves' attacks and swiftly slashed out with their sharp swords.
The werewolves, pierced by several spears, found it difficult to dodge and could only wave their claws in a hurry to defend themselves. Some werewolves, with their arms also pierced, couldn't defend in time and could only watch as the swords slashed towards their necks.
The first wave of werewolves was killed on the spot by the coordinated efforts of the front rows of knights, and the rest were successfully held back, causing no harm to the knights.
However, more werewolves were charging at the defensive formation of the knights from all directions. The knights on the outermost part of the formation were under increasing pressure from the fierce attacks.
The knights in the middle and rear of the formation were also using their crossbows to continuously attack the charging werewolves. However, the werewolves' strong bodies and vitality made it difficult to kill them with a single shot. Many werewolves, with several crossbow bolts stuck in them, continued to fiercely swing their claws and attack the knights in front of them.
The werewolves' sharp claws left deep scratches on the knights' sturdy armor, almost tearing it apart.
Fortunately, the knights' formation was tight, and their cooperation was seamless. Through mutual support, they barely managed to withstand the werewolves' onslaught.
With so many werewolves charging from all directions, even Chen Mo couldn't kill them all in a short time. He could only prioritize attacking the werewolves from the air, which posed the greatest threat to the knights.
If these werewolves leaping from the tall treetops successfully jumped into the knights' formation, the tight defensive formation would be broken, and the knights at the front would face danger from both sides, leading to a complete loss of control.
The wild howls of the werewolves and the angry shouts of the knights echoed through the valley. The swinging claws left deep scratches on the hard armor, while the spears and heavy swords slashed and stabbed, spilling werewolf blood.
"Thud! Thud!.." Crossbow bolts were fired from the strong crossbows.
"Whoosh! Whoosh!.." The sharp arrows flew through the air, piercing the werewolves' massive bodies.
The knights and werewolves were locked in a fierce battle, and Chen Mo in the center of the formation was not idle.
All the werewolves leaping from the trees were killed by him, none escaping his attacks to jump into the knights' formation. Finally, all the werewolves in the forest charged out, and no more werewolves jumped down from the trees. Only then did Chen Mo turn his guns to start clearing the werewolves surrounding the formation.
At this point, the knights' situation was already precarious. This static defense method couldn't fully utilize their capabilities as knights.
They now resembled heavily armored infantry on horseback, unable to leverage their speed and group charge advantage. Although they temporarily held off the werewolves' fierce attacks with their sturdy armor and sharp weapons, they were gradually losing ground as the battle continued.
In the previous battle, not many werewolves were killed by the knights; most were only injured, which instead triggered their ferocity, making them even more violent.
Many spears were bitten off by the werewolves' incredibly strong teeth, and the knights gradually found it difficult to keep the werewolves completely outside the formation. Some werewolves had already gotten close to the front row of knights.
They could only rely on their heavy shields to barely fend off the werewolves' sharp claws, but the werewolves' strength was overwhelming. The knights' arms began to feel numb, and although they gritted their teeth and tried to hold on, it was clear they wouldn't last much longer.
If the stalemate continued, the knights at the front would inevitably suffer damage. Once the formation had a gap and the werewolves broke through, it would lead to a chaotic battle, and how many would survive would be left to fate.
A huge werewolf, with several broken spears stuck in its body and arrows in its shoulders and chest, had blood gushing from its wounds, staining its fur red.
With bloodshot, ferocious eyes, it stared at the knight in steel armor in front of it. A strong arm swung towards the knight's head. If this blow landed, even if the helmet could block the claws, the immense force would surely break the knight's neck.
The knight hurriedly raised his shield to block, but previous attacks had left his arm almost completely numb. Although he tried to lift it, it was clear he couldn't block this fatal blow in time.
In the knight's unwilling eyes, a dazzling blue light flashed over his head, hitting the werewolf directly. A burst of even brighter blue light erupted, turning the huge werewolf into ashes.
Not only this knight, but several others in danger were also saved by Chen Mo in time.
Unlike the werewolves leaping from the trees, the werewolves surrounding the knights were all held back by spears and shields, unable to move flexibly. Chen Mo could aim at them more easily and quickly, making it much easier to kill them.
As blue beams shot out from behind the knights, the dozens of huge werewolves surrounding them were burned to ashes one by one.
The knights, fighting desperately, soon realized they had lost their opponents. Except for the dozen or so werewolf corpses they had personally killed, all the other werewolves had disappeared without a trace.
Recalling the magical blue beams that had flashed by, everyone couldn't help but turn to look at Chen Mo in the center of the formation.
They clearly saw that the lightning-like blue beams that instantly incinerated the werewolves came from their lord's hands.
The beams, emitting a dazzling blue light, could instantly burn concentrated objects to ashes. In their understanding, only lightning had such characteristics and terrifying power.
Combined with the low thunderous sound when the beams were fired and their lord's various miraculous feats, a name of a great deity from myth and legend appeared in their minds.
The god who controls the power of lightning—
Thor!