Old Gene and his wife were fighting.

But this is not a domestic violence incident between an old couple over trivial matters, this is a real life and death battle!

Although it sounds outrageous, and it does look outrageous, Queen Mia really has the capital to fight old Jean at this time.

The curse of flesh and blood was removed by the titan energy of Nalak'sha's engine, and she now possesses a body of steel in the true sense. When Jean's claws strengthened by the werewolf's power hit Mia, they could only make the sound of weapons clashing.

Occasionally, when cutting and tearing hard, there will be a harsh tug, but such close combat often does not last long before Mia waves her halberd and pushes her away.

It was obvious that the queen knew her own weaknesses.

Her combat experience is far less than Jean's, and she has to avoid close combat. Her advantage lies in the ancient brute strength brought by her "return to her ancestors" and her steel body that is not afraid of pain.

Black also told her to fight like a hunter, telling her to entangle Jean and wait for the reinforcements in the city to arrive. Therefore, Queen Mia initially adopted guerrilla tactics of fighting and retreating.

Old Jean was also very willing to "cooperate".

He chased Queen Mia and ran and fought in the chaotic port.

He seems to regard Mia as a prey that must be caught, and he is a dedicated hunter, not caring about the chaos in the city behind him.

"Mia, my Mia, where are you? My dear, don't you want to tame me?"

Jean's deep voice echoed amidst the explosions that continued outside the port.

He slapped the uncrowned man who was sneaking around him out of the shadows with a claw, not caring about the latter's escape as he spurted blood and flew upside down. Being scratched by a werewolf and having bleeding skin meant that guy would soon become a member of the wolf pack.

member.

Old Jean kept moving his nose to capture Mia's position. The pirates who landed with Queen Mia saw Jean killing everyone, and they did not dare to approach the terrifying werewolf king.

This is simply a rampaging monster hunting in his own territory, and no one can stop him.

His anger, which had been strengthened to an exaggerated level, continuously erupted from the ferocious werewolf body, turning Jean into a giant war wolf shrouded in blood.

The animalistic and aggressive instincts lingering deep in his soul, as well as the fighting spirit of a warrior, are all blended together, like a chariot with its engine ignited, often bursting out with terrifying destructive power at the moment of contact.

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There was a loud bang, and a low wall at the port was shattered by Jean's grasp. Mia, who was hiding behind the wall, was also grabbed by the wolf's claws and dragged out from the flying dust.

She was pushed to the ground by Jean, and the werewolf's brute force kept her from getting up.

"I asked you to leave here, and you shouldn't have come back!"

Gene was riding on Queen Mia, his left paw pressing her shoulder, and his right paw clasping her chin. His werewolf eyes stared at the struggling wife, and he whispered:

"You are always so independent and have your own ideas, which troubles me. Maybe it's because I give you too much freedom? Are you going to repay my love for you with such rebellion?"

"To hell with your love! This is all I can give you!"

Mia's left leg suddenly raised.

Under the power brought by the Man of Steel, it hit Jean's crotch hard.

This "fatal blow" from the ladies made the werewolf king whimper, and then Gene was punched in the nose by Mia. There was no plan or skill, but this brute force hit the werewolf at the bottom.

on delicate organs.

The two fatal blows immediately made Jean unable to hold his nerve.

He quickly stood up and jumped back, avoiding the spear thrust by Mia, and then hid in the frightening darkness floating around him with a wolf howl.

It seems that the blessings of the Scythe of the Moon and Lykanthos the Howler allowed Genn to extend a new path of power in addition to the way of a warrior. The combination of a warrior and an assassin makes him even more deadly and dangerous.

As Jean hid in the darkness, the silent and powerful nearly a hundred werewolf royal guards also drew their sharp claws and rushed toward Queen Mia, who initiated the rebellion.

Faced with such a numerical offensive, the queen sneered like a wild Vrykul, and kept swinging the halberd in her hand outwards.

She may not be Jean's opponent, but these weaker werewolves will be seriously injured as long as they are swept by the halberd in her hand. After the werewolves gathered, the queen also took out a bag of hunters' hunting from the bag on her waist.

bombs used.

These hunting bombs processed by Mechagon's mechanical gnomes are filled with different explosive cores. When the queen scatters them like flowers from a goddess, they will explode when they hit the ground.

Fire, poison, and flying burst fragments easily wiped out the battlefield around the Queen.

No matter how tough the flesh and blood were, it would be difficult to withstand the explosive bombardment at such a close range, and she herself did not have to dodge at all. Those dangerous fragments would not even leave a scratch on her body.

A wave of noisy explosions filled the chaotic port with the pungent smell of blood. A sickle-clawed werewolf druid guard whose legs were blown off was whimpering and wailing, trying to escape from here, but was stepped on by Queen Mia from behind.

paw.

She took off the large-caliber handgun from her waist, aimed at the guy's head, and pulled the trigger.

There was a "boom" sound.

The werewolf's headless body was kicked out by Mia.

The queen is a person who has a clear distinction between love and hate.

She did not kill the worgen transformed by the Gilneans, but she would not let go of any of the madmen who followed Lyal Flamefang and escaped from the Emerald Dream.

It was the arrival of these guys that turned her country into a mess, and it was their bewitchment that brought her and Jean to where they are now.

These guys who wantonly destroy other people's happiness deserve to die!

"Jean, you finally gave up your remaining humanity and started to associate with beasts. I really feel sad for the people who firmly believe that you can save them.

Look at what you look like now..."

Queen Mia held a firecracker that emitted green smoke, grabbed her halberd, and kept swinging the weapon in the tragic explosion circle, smashing the skulls of the injured ancient werewolves one by one.

The queen mercilessly executed the last Druid of the Sickle Claw. She looked around and said in a sarcastic tone:

"It must feel good to slip from the king of humans to the chief of a group of crazy werewolves, right? I see your eyes are so red, have you been holding back very hard during this time?

Didn't you find two female wolves for yourself to release your animal desires?

Do you really think that these crazy elves from nine thousand years ago are following you? His Majesty Jean, who is famous for his cunning, wouldn't be so naive, right?

Or have you really abandoned your dignity and devoted your loyalty to the ‘Wolf Shepherd’ who is destined to die here tonight?”

No one answered Queen Mia's sarcasm, and the wind smelling of noise around her became cold.

Gene was obviously looking for an opportunity to knock out his wife with one blow.

This "atavistic" appearance of the Iron Vrykul is indeed difficult to deal with, but their invulnerable defense and comprehensively improved combat effectiveness, as well as their immunity to most control methods in their steel form, are enough to make them the most annoying enemies.

You can't be beaten to death, you can't be entangled, and a punch at close range will cause a lot of trouble.

But Jean has enough combat experience to see the biggest problem with Mia's current form, which is the same problem as old Dai Lin. After all, they are just temporarily returning to their ancestors, not truly becoming Iron Vrykul.

This is just a "transformation" fighting technique.

Just like the "God descending to earth" that the dwarf royal family is good at, even top warriors like Dai Lin cannot maintain the form of the Iron Vrykul for a long time, let alone Mia.

Jean only needs to drag Mia until she can no longer maintain the vrykul form, and then a claw will be enough to end the battle.

Fortunately, Jean's sanity has returned after being 'blessed' by Lycanthos, and he has enough patience to wait for the weakness of his prey.

In fact, killing by force is not impossible. After all, Mia is not as powerful as Dai Lin. Jean can also use his strength to forcefully kill the enemy.

But the woman in front of him is the only love in his life. Do he really want old Jean to perform a "wife-killing sermon" tonight?

As for Queen Mia, she does not have the keen sense of smell and perception of a werewolf, and cannot sense traces of Jean from the darkness floating around her.

But she was certain that Jean was here, hiding in a corner, waiting for her to weaken.

She has no doubt about the relationship between old Jean and her. As long as she doesn't leave, Jean will not leave her alone. This is why the queen is confident that she can drag Jean here.

In this regard, she has always been confident in her charm.

And the best thing is, as someone who has slept with Gene for more than twenty years...she knows exactly how to anger this man who has a strong sense of pride and possessiveness.

"You do know that I hired your most hated Black Shaw to deal with that old lunatic who destroyed our marriage and our country, right?"

Queen Mia, leaning on a hunting halberd, stood in the battlefield filled with corpses. She said in a low voice like a Vrykul:

"It was hard to call on that damn dirty pirate, but I still did it. Gene, aren't you curious about what price I paid to turn Black Shaw into the knife in my hand?"

Hearing these words, old Jean, who was as steady as an old dog hiding in the darkness, felt his heart skip a beat.

He suddenly felt that the crown on his head became heavy, and why did it seem to reflect green light in the dark night?

Is this some kind of damn curse?

Queen Mia played with the halberd in her hand. She felt that her vrykul power was fading, and a sense of fatigue was rising in her heart.

My body can't hold it anymore.

According to what the big rock cat guarding the Nalak'sha engine in Pandaria said, his physique is not as tough as the warriors, and the time he can maintain pure ancient power is much shorter than that of the warriors.

Although this strengthening time can be extended through continuous practice, for her now, her body load is almost reaching its limit.

Can't drag it out any longer!

Queen Mia squinted her eyes and stared at the dark night floating around her.

She knew that she had to use her trump card, that she had to say the words that would make Jean give up all reason and enter a state of anger.

"Haha, you know, greedy and unrestrained young people like Black Shaw always resist the charm of immature women, just like you always wanted to find flowers when you were young."

Her Majesty the Queen said in a long voice:
To be continued...