,m Wain did not expect to see some monsters using others, especially in this way, but this was proof that the monsters were clever. Moreover, it was similar to the behavior of humans. The weak obeyed the strong, a rule that worked always and everywhere.

'Hmm, there are quite a few werewolves here, but I've fought one of them before. They're pretty weak, but given their numbers, it could be problematic.' Thought Wain stepping out of the shadows.

The cave trolls and werewolves noticed him at once. The head of the werewolves growled something, pointing at Wain.

The head of the Cave Trolls nodded, and the next moment several Trolls ran at Wain. They were supposed to kill him on the orders of the Werewolf leader.

Suddenly, however, the Trolls stopped. They couldn't move on because fear gripped their hearts and their bodies trembled. It was because Wain had released his terrifying aura.

"I am not going to fight you. I have another offer you can't refuse." Smirking, Wain said.

The Trolls were surprised. However, the Troll leader nodded. He wanted to hear Wain out. It was a unique situation, and the monster had to figure out if cooperating with Wain was beneficial.

The werewolf leader didn't understand what was going on. He looked warily at Wain, from whom the power emanated.

"My offer is simple, I will kill all the werewolves, and you will become my friends and allies. Not a bad offer, is it?"

The Troll leader didn't know what to answer. The monster understood that Wain was a First Chronicle creature since it emanated a formidable aura, but the Troll Leader was unsure that Wain could defeat a hundred werewolves. These monsters were also Frist Chronicle creatures, and there were many times more.

"You can't make up your mind? I know it's too risky, but I'll help you make a choice." Calmly Wain said, and black electrical discharges appeared around his hand.

The next moment dark clouds were created over the werewolves, and a table of black thunder descended upon the monsters. There was a deafening explosion, and many werewolves were seriously injured. No one died since Oblivion Thunder was a Primary Chronicle skill, but it showed what Wain was capable of.

Immediately afterwards, the leader of the Trolls made a decision. The monster ordered his subordinates, and all the Trolls stepped aside.

The Troll leader decided to accept Wain's offer. They were too weak to help him in the battle against the werewolves, so the Trolls stepped back to avoid being attacked at random.

The werewolf leader was furious. It roared furiously and attacked Wain along with the other werewolves.

Wain only smiled weakly, and his aura became several times stronger. Then the temperature next to him began to drop, and he used the Cursed Swordsman.

The massive torn cloak and icy sword instantly appeared on Wain, and he made a smooth swing with the sword. A massive crescent-shaped blade of ice flew toward the werewolves. It sliced and froze about ten monsters at a time.

Wain decided not to use the third form, Blind Sorcerer because it was too dangerous. Wain understood that his body could hardly withstand the consequences after using such a powerful skill.

He had to get a little stronger so that using the third form wouldn't end up with numerous injuries. Moreover, the second form, Cursed Swordsman, was enough in this situation.

The werewolves didn't expect Wain to be this strong, but they didn't back down. Each of them pounced on him, trying to tear him apart. The werewolves had no unique abilities, but their physical stats were impressive.

They had everything an ideal predator should have, sturdy hide, excellent reflexes, sharp claws, and fangs. Even if Trolls were First Chronicle creatures like that, they would still have to obey werewolves.

Wain, however, was much stronger than they were. He did not retreat or try to dodge. Wain clenched his sword tightly and made a broad horizontal swing.

Whooosh.

The icy blade sliced through more than twenty werewolves. Parts of their bodies turned into icy wreckage. Then Wain plunged the sword into the floor, and everything in a ten meter radius around him froze. The werewolves turned into icy statues, and a second later, their hearts stopped.

In the end, only twenty of the more than one hundred werewolves remained, and they were in no hurry to attack Wain. The werewolves were afraid and didn't want to die. They understood that Wain needed one more swing, and they would die just like the others.

Crackle.

However, there was one among the werewolves which were willing to fight Wain. It was their leader.

"Roooooooaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrr!"

The massive werewolf roared furiously and pounced on Wain. His roar was strong enough to make the cave shake and make the stalactites fall from the ceiling.

Whoooosh.

Wain swung his sword and created an icy blade in the air. But the Werewolf Leader was fast enough to dodge this attack. The monster bounced to the side and got to Wain in a few spurts.

The Werewolf Leader was about to rip Wain's body apart.

Wain looked at the monster with an icy stare and gathered energy at the tip of his sword. When the werewolf's claws almost reached Wain, he threw the sword forward.

The icy sword turned into a blue flash that sliced through the werewolf's paw and pierced the monster's chest. The sword flew further and plunged into the ceiling of the cave.

Half of the cave was turned to the ice like a massive glacier in that second.

Wain inflicted a terrible wound on the werewolf leader. There was a through and a wound in the monster's chest with icy edges. The monster was slowly dying as this attack destroyed half of its organs, including its heart.

Whooosh.

Wain grabbed the werewolf leader by the paw and threw him sideways with all his might.

Bam.

The monster's body slammed into the icy ceiling, cracking through it. Then many massive shards of ice fell down, crushing the remaining werewolves. They were buried forever under the blocks of ice.historical

Wain canceled the second form and slapped his palms together several times as if shaking off the dust.

He turned to the Trolls and said, "I've held up my end of the bargain. Now we have much to discuss with you."