When a group of spiritual races suddenly appeared in the passage, the werewolf began to roar. It threw away the corpse on its hands, arched its back, lowered its posture, exposed its fangs, and hissed its throat.
Then he stood up straight, stood with his hind legs, and howled to the sky.
Aowu————
Then he raised his claws and rushed towards the enemy wildly.
The Star Dart Gun opened fire, and the bullets brushed through its limbs, and the remaining armor parts exploded, but it sprinted constantly, and its anger and barbaric roar echoed in the air. Even though blood holes exploded on its body, it did not weaken its pace at all.
"Leave it to me!!!"
Baina fell into incomparable anger. Her banshee mask made a harsh whistle and instantly overwhelmed the wolf howl. The werewolf grinned and spit out a small mouthful of blood. He raised his claws at an incredible speed and waved them towards the rushing spirit clan.
The Howling Banshee jumped, and while dodging the first stroke, she stepped on one wall with her feet and ran sideways like a gecko. The sharp blade in her hand flew past the werewolf when she swung the second stroke.
The painful roar was accompanied by the splash of blood, and the werewolf's arm was almost cut off, but it quickly turned around to deal with the enemy falling behind it. It could penetrate its right knee and separate its calves from its thighs. The werewolf lost balance and tilted to the side. Baina immediately angrily stabbed the sharp blade into its chest, and then slashed hard. The huge wound appeared from the werewolf's left shoulder. Before it landed, it still slapped the opponent with its claws and directly knocked down Baina's weapon. If she hadn't used the witch spirit's reflexive technique to rotate and avoid it, her arm might have been pulled off.
While the werewolf fell, the star dart and laser almost beat it into a sieve.
Baina picked up the weapon, then suddenly inserted it into the beast's cheek, and cut the other party's jaw with force, ending the howlings, causing the blood-stained tongue to tremble in the air, while the werewolf's orange-yellow eyes were still staring at her.
"Damn beast! I will let you know the pain! You will regret-"
Just as she was about to peel the other person alive with a dagger, Ivakan came over and grabbed her wrist.
"Don't let anger devour your sanity, and don't go back to the path of the past."
As he said that, he aimed the reaper at the werewolf's head, then pulled the trigger, and the headless corpse stopped everything.
Baina glared at him through her helmet.
"This beast was transformed by those monkeys, right?"
"Check it yourself."
After letting go of Baina's wrist, Ivakan walked to the fallen spiritual tribe. He found that the other party was actually a Si Zhan, and he was a person he knew.
"Ernst! Ernst!"
The large pieces of flesh and bones in the other party's chest had been torn off, and the incomplete internal organs were exposed to the air, but they did not die immediately. Ivakan hugged the other party's head off the ground, took off his helmet and found that Si Zhan's face was terrible gray, and blood emerged from his nostrils.
Suddenly, Si Zhan raised his hand and grabbed Ivakan's arm tightly. Blood gushed out of his open and closed lips while muttering:
"Go...go quickly..."
"How many werewolf attacked you?"
"No...is...ah...ah...ache...a...aver...a...aver...a...a...a...a...a...a...a...a...a...a...a...a...a...a...a
The two words "primary" exploded in Ivakan's mind like thunder, and the other party held his last breath and roared out his last sentence.
"Go...to protect...your Majesty!"
After saying that, his hand slid down weakly. Ivakan was stunned for a moment, then reached out to remove the soul stone hidden in the lower back - this was a habit of all the Aida who came out of Comoros. According to their point of view, it is too easy to be destroyed when putting such an important thing on the chest, so it is safer to put it in the lower back.
“What’s the situation?”
When he put down his body and stood up, the rest of the Zhan group surrounded him.
Ivakan put away the soul stone and whispered:
"The Primrose of the Space Wolf, Rimanruth is here! His Majesty is in danger!"
"Your Majesty, Rimanlus is here, and the people who come here are not good. He and the large group of werewolfs he brought have killed hundreds of soldiers."
In a distant passage, Veronica, standing in a gunboat transformed into a carriage, frowned and listened to Doral's report. Hundreds of maids and guards surrounded the carriage, and Morgana and Jain Zal followed her, guarding against any possible attacks at all times.
"What does Riman Russ want to do?"
Hearing Veronica's words, Doral pondered for a moment, and then whispered:
"It should...it was for His Majesty. After all, if the target was Val Zhiyou, he would have taken action long ago."
Veronica sighed softly when she heard that her target was herself.
"It means that my reputation is enough to lead to the missing Primrose for ten thousand years? Then is he coming for me, is he trying to kill me?"
"Your Majesty, should you... inform Your Highness?"
"He is still in charge of the battle, don't bother him...As your previous plan, I will leave Valzhiyou first. Anyway, the Red Pirates have already run away. I believe that Rimanruz did not come to Valzhiyou. If he came for me, he would naturally leave if I left."
"Your Majesty, according to the information sent back by various battle groups, the werewolf brought by Rimanruth is only one or two hundred. Even if he is a primordial body, we have two Phoenix Lords here, and we are fully capable-"
Doral beat a killing gesture.
Mogana also turned her head and said in a deep voice:
"Rimanruz is so arrogant and kills so many compatriots. You can't just forget it, otherwise the royal court will be wiped out!"
Jain Zal also echoed:
"Rimanruz came during the last Comoros melee. Veronica, it was not the first time he wanted to kill you, so he couldn't turn a blind eye to this threat."
Veronica pursed her lips and said:
"I said, just knock him back. If those werewolfs continue to act fiercely, they will be killed without any hesitation."
"Your Majesty, don't you want your Highness to make things difficult?"
Doral immediately guessed Veronica's thoughts, and the other party nodded slightly.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Well, if Rimanlus died at our hands, Soshiyan's position will be even more difficult. After all, no matter what, it is the primrose of the human empire and one of the children of the Lord of Humanity..."
"Veronica, he is coming to kill you! Are you thinking so much?"
Jane Zal interrupted her indignantly, without regard for the other party's identity as a queen.
"They provoked a war, so they should bear the cost of death! Soshiyan's obligation is to protect you, not you protect him!"
Doral raised his hand and signaled Jain Zal not to say anything, then said to Veronica:
"Your Majesty, then please move to the safe place first. Leave it to me here. Valzhiyou's self-defense system has been activated. I am confident that I can repel Rimanlus."
Veronica nodded.
"Then please."
Then she suddenly thought of something and whispered to herself.
"So that's what the Wolf of Spears means?"
At this time, the gunboat also passed through the huge porch and entered the huge hall where the net gate was located. However, everything inside made Veronica open her mouth in surprise.
In the hall, there were broken limbs and broken arms all over the ground, broken armor and blood stained the ground. You could also see huge werewolf lying on the broken spiritual corpse, tearing and chewing, with hundreds of heads scattered.
Chapter completed!