947 Meeting in the Same Profession, Extremely Jealous

The first round of meetings.

A giant wolf that couldn't dodge in time was slapped by Camela until its skin was torn open.

It cried and dodged.

However, under the paralysis effect of the lightning, the giant wolf would fall every three steps. Soon, it crashed into an ancient tree powerlessly. Its hard fur became soft, and it clearly lost its ability to fight.

"Awoo!"

The Great Winter Wolves warned the others.

They quickly distanced themselves from Camela, but it didn't seem that easy to make them retreat.

"Master Camela!"

The elf on the white tiger looked at the god-like priest beside her in surprise.

Camela nodded gently.

"Chase these beasts away to their own land!"

As she spoke.

She charged towards the tallest wolf pack!

It was the leader of the Frostwinter Wolves.

Camela's train of thought was very clear. The most correct way to deal with the wolf pack was to capture the leader first.