I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 94: Small Knife’s Backup Plan

Chapter 94: Small Knife’s Backup Plan

The Level 40, Mid-Level Fierce Beast, Wilderness Gale Sheep, badly wounded and bleeding, panicked immediately, not noticing any enemies, and let out a long neigh before crazily sprinting away.

As the strongest sheep in Small Knife’s sight, its frenzy led the entire flock to start running wildly.

In no time, the following wolf packs also went crazy, howling towards the sky, before turning tail and fleeing.

The reason is simple; the sheep were charging in their direction.

Such speed!

Soon, the sheep roared past, engulfing that wolf pack.

In other directions, the wandering wolf packs also howled and immediately pursued.

Bang, bang!

The seven or eight small Wilderness Wolf packs charging from behind hadn’t found any enemies and were taken down one by one from a distance.

The other wolf packs continued chasing the flock without paying attention to the gunfire.

Thoughts spinning, the Bone Horse lying low stood up, Small Knife leaped on, and immediately rushed forward desperately.

Passing by a pond, the dense surrounding weeds were swept over with a glance, discovering many precious herbs, all much more potent than what Small Knife currently had.

Tempted but not hesitating at all.

Sometimes victory or defeat lies in those couple of seconds, Small Knife knew that well.

Even so, along the way, he encountered two packs of mini wolves howling and rushing head-on, each with over a dozen wolves.

Clearly, they were summoned to chase the sheep.

Through the binoculars, there were more in other directions, only to be shot down one by one.

Even so, after more than half an hour, another wolf pack came head-on, a vast pack numbering over two hundred led by a Level 40 Mid-Level Wilderness Wind Wolf and two Level 30 Wilderness Wind Wolves, incredibly fast.

Shooting them all was impossible, and detouring was too late.

There wasn’t even time to consider.

Innate Skills: Shooting! Great Success.

Divine Techniques: Quadruple Shot.

Bang!

With targets sprinting at supersonic speed, Small Knife couldn’t ensure hitting vital points, fortunately, the shooting skills automatically corrected it to hit the eye socket, causing the Level 40 Wilderness Wind Wolf to crash to the ground.

The other wolves panicked.

Yet they didn’t flee in disorder; instead, they howled without finding the enemy and continued forward.

Glancing left and right with the binoculars.

Wilderness Wolves in both directions howled in response, extermination was impossible.

The Bone Horse charged forward without pausing.

Soon entering the wolves’ line of sight, these wolves immediately spotted Small Knife and lunged forward, howling.

Closer, even closer.

The Bone Horse charged full speed ahead.

Two Basic-Level Fierce Beast Wilderness Wind Wolves came head-on.

Suddenly, they seemed to hit an invisible barrier, blocked.

Simultaneously, repellent force spread, pushing the Wilderness Wolves backward.

This was due to the faint light from the Witch Language on the Totem Pole tied to the Bone Horse.

Ding: You activated the Totem Pole, Witch Language: Resistance Aura.

Hint 1: Because the Totem Pole wasn’t rooted in the ground, consumption increased tenfold.

Hint 2: You breached the correct use of the Totem Pole, but its inferable with you; the dormant Wandering Light Snake Spirit instinctively cooperated with you.

Those were unimportant, the crucial part was Small Knife taking the opportunity to rush through, heading far away.

Ignoring the corpse of the Mid-Level Fierce Beast, Wilderness Wind Wolf, even knowing the crystal inside was valuable.

Dashing forward desperately.

Not wasting a single second.

Howling could vaguely be heard from all four directions.

Echoing one another.

Surely been discovered.

But more than halfway there now, at this speed, a maximum of four hours to reach the target point.

It should be safer around the Multi-Head Tribe.

The Bone Horse dashed forward feverishly!

Almost reaching its limit.

Small Knife didn’t attack further, the Wilderness Wind Wolves behind chasing closely, unable to shake them off but also not catching up.

Another half hour passed, and a Wolf Pack came rushing in head-on, an old acquaintance led by a Wilderness Savage Wolf, a Mid-Level Fierce Beast.

He scattered Secret Bone Powder again, summoning another strengthened four-legged Bone Horse.

Leaping onto it, the original Bone Horse beneath didn’t stop, following beside him, charging directly at this Mid-Level Fierce Beast.

The Witch Language on the Totem Pole, Resistance Aura, glimmered.

This allowed Small Knife to break through smoothly.

At this moment, two-thirds of the journey remained, a maximum of three hours left.

However, over five Mid-Level Fierce Beasts pursued from behind, impossible to shake off, even getting closer.

The Bone Horse had given its all.

Scattering a handful of Secret Bone Powder.

The Bone Powder condensed into bones, morphing into Bone Wolves, throwing themselves recklessly at the enemy.

Though low-level, a single blow from a Mid-Level Fierce Beast shattered them, they still forced a pause.

Because of their low level, there were eight in total.

The howling filled the air.

So full of confidence, so arrogant, even Small Knife could sense its exceptional prowess from the undulating howls.

Turning to look.

No wonder, this wolf with its speed had already separated from the pack, coming at full speed from the west because it’s a High-Level Fierce Beast, a Level 60 Wilderness Wind Wolf.

It was rapidly closing the distance.

This was the first High-Level Fierce Beast Small Knife had encountered alone.

Given the current abilities, even using all techniques couldn’t guarantee an instant kill.

Another long howl.

Innate Skills: Shooting.

Divine Techniques, Quadruple Shot.

Bang!

The Level 60 Wilderness Wind Wolf, the High-Level Fierce Beast, stumbled.

When it stood up, it limped, its speed significantly reduced, losing all arrogance.

Indeed, Small Knife aimed his shot at its leg.

In that pause when it howled.

It flaunted too much.

Small Knife pressed onwards on the Bone Horse without care, the beasts chasing from behind soon exceeded ten.

Had it not been for the Totem Pole’s Witch Language lighting up from time to time, he’d have been blocked long ago.

After another half hour, the wolf pack before him numbered over five hundred, led by a High-Level Fierce Beast, a Level 60 Wilderness Fire Wolf.

Its fur marked with red streaks, these weren’t the point, the point was that it was a High-Level Fierce Beast and behind it, two Mid-Level, five Low-Level, eight beasts in total followed.

With over five hundred followers behind.

If relying on the Totem Pole’s Witch Language, with consumption tenfold, the more enemies, the more it consumed, Small Knife might not be able to use it many more times.

Closer, even closer.

Small Knife extended his hand, threw out a piece of black bone, covered in lines, infused with Blood Qi.

The bone shattered in mid-air, powder enveloping over a hundred meters, cloaking that group of fierce beasts and some strong wolves at the front.

Then, they halted.

Their eyes turned red, muscles bulged as if they had swollen.

Then they went berserk.

And immediately started tearing into their companions in a never-ending battle.

Suddenly, chaos ensued in the wolf pack, allowing Small Knife to pass through relying on the Totem Pole with minimal cost, even shaking off those closely pursuing him.

(This battle written hesitantly, seemingly a bit long, does it feel redundant? Not sure if everyone enjoys reading it; if not, please comment, will try to reduce fight scene details in the future.)

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