Several sharp nails suddenly popped out from the woman's fingertips, and the mountain crocodile's rock-hard scales were cut open like pieces of paper. She looked inside the wound, and sure enough, it was full of withered flesh and blood.
She touched the smooth cut on the mountain crocodile's fatal wound again, "Vampire blade? It's getting more and more interesting. Are you the native species that is more powerful than Nighteye?"
The woman stood up and looked around. Her eyes fell on the body of another mountain crocodile, and then the next one. She stood still, but her gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the mountain trees without any hindrance.
, find what you want to see.
After a moment, her eyes looked towards the Viscount of Brudo, and her whole person gradually blurred. A gust of mountain wind blew by and disappeared without a trace.
The mountain forest leading to the Viscount Castle maintains a fairly primitive appearance, with only a dilapidated road leading to the pass, but this does not mean that there are no residents around it.
Qianye advanced for a while and discovered that there were several werewolf tribes scattered on the road leading to the castle. Those tribal warriors were the guards outside the castle and were also his obstacles.
An indescribable feeling came to Qianye's heart, as if he had overlooked something. He simply stopped, jumped onto a cedar tree that stood straight through the clouds, and looked at the core area of the werewolf viscounty spread out in front of him.
Werewolves, warriors, etc., it turns out, this is how it should be! Qianye suddenly realized that assassination may not be the best way. Killing Brudo can dismantle the most powerful force of the werewolves. But afterward, it is necessary to completely occupy and suppress resistance.
It takes a lot of effort.
Maybe he can choose another way.
The werewolves here advocate pure primitive martial arts. As a viscount, Bludo must be the strongest warrior in the surrounding area. Since he is the strongest, then according to the werewolf tradition, he will be the one at the front in the battle and accept the
Any challenge from the front.
Qianye decided to change his next battle strategy.
A moment later, a shrill howl of a wolf suddenly sounded deep in the forest. The sound spread far away, and soon there were several long howls in response. This was a warning! In the blink of an eye, the entire forest was alarmed, and angry howls came one after another.
A young werewolf warrior howled in response and rushed in the direction of his companion's initial warning. But before he could run two steps, he saw a young human man appearing in front of him.
The werewolf warrior pounced forward almost without thinking, opening his mouth and biting the opponent's throat fiercely! In his expectation, this bite would definitely break the intruder's neck bone.
However, the human man just reached out casually, and the young werewolf found that his throat had been strangled. The other man's hand was like steel, and no matter how hard he struggled, he did not relax at all.
Qianye didn't have much interest in the young werewolf in front of him. Although the opponent was already at level 5, he still relied on instinct to fight and had no systematic or professional fighting training. At this level, no matter how many people there were, he would still be in front of Qianye.
It's totally useless.
It seems that these werewolves don't know this, but Qianye will soon make them understand the difference.
Qianye put a little more force on his hand and pinched the young werewolf's neck bone with a click. Then he let go and let him fall to the ground. The werewolf didn't die immediately, but if he didn't receive timely treatment, he would soon stop breathing.
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Qianye started running in the forest again. The complex terrain of the mountain forest was the home ground of werewolves and Qianye. He suddenly accelerated and quickly caught up with a werewolf patrol team and ran side by side with them.
The sudden appearance of a human figure startled the werewolves. After a brief panic, the soldiers saw clearly that it was a human before them. A black-haired werewolf immediately roared: "Intruder! Lowly human! Tear him and eat him!"
Several werewolves rushed towards Qianye in response, but Qianye took a step forward, and his figure was like lightning. He passed through the many werewolves and appeared in front of the black-haired werewolf. Dongyue simply swept him and cut him from the waist.
There are two stages. Qianye has never been in the habit of showing mercy to enemies who plan to eat him.
The black-haired werewolf was probably the captain of this team. He was much taller and stronger than the other werewolves, but he couldn't stop the Qianye Sword. However, the werewolf warriors showed no fear and still howled wildly to send out warnings while rushing forward.
The ground pounced on Qianye.
Qianye raised Dongyue flatly, and with a flick of his wrist, several sword shadows suddenly appeared at the edge of the sword. In an instant, all the werewolves were struck by swords in their abdomens and fell down with howls. No one could stand up again.
Qianye slowly put away Dongyue and said something to the werewolf warrior lying on the ground in front of him, "If Brudo is a real warrior, come out and fight, don't just send you wastes to die!"
After that, Qianye walked calmly through the werewolves and disappeared deep into the forest.
Not long after, a tall werewolf with brown hair appeared on the scene. The injured werewolf relayed Qianye's words. He was startled at first, and then became furious, looking up to the sky and letting out a long howl.
Qianye hadn't gone far yet when he heard this challenging wolf howl, he immediately sneered and turned back to fight.
After a while, the brown-haired werewolf was almost completely embedded in an ancient tree, with its long tongue hanging from his mouth, unable to take it back. His arms were completely deformed, and he didn't know how many bones were broken in his body. At this moment, his eyes were filled with tears.
There is no longer a flash of fierce light, but only deep fear.
Qianye stood in front of him and said calmly: "The time of fighting is not as long as the time of traveling."
After saying that, Qianye put Dongyue away from the werewolf's neck and turned to leave.
For some reason, as soon as he took a few steps, Qianye suddenly felt a little unnatural, as if a pair of eyes were watching him somewhere. He subconsciously scanned the surroundings with his real vision, only to find some faint dark elements in the distance.
The strong reaction, that kind of fiery aura should be the werewolf warrior coming here.
But that feeling was fleeting and could never be captured again.
Qianye didn't waste any more time, quickly ran for several kilometers, dropped in a whole team of werewolf warriors, and then left in a hurry.
As the casualties increased, the werewolves gradually began to realize that the vast mountain forest where they lived had become a natural hunting ground, but this time the roles of prey and hunter were reversed. The human who suddenly appeared was the hunter, and the werewolves of the entire viscounty were
They are all prey.
In the Viscount's castle, Brudo was running back and forth in the hall, roaring angrily in his throat. A table and several chairs had already been torn to pieces under his sharp claws.
"A damn human being dares to insult me like this, the strongest warrior in this territory!"
The werewolves in the hall were all fearful, and no one dared to persuade the angry Viscount at this time. Only the human woman who was always sitting in the shadows said: "Brudo, calm down! You are not only a strong warrior, but also a
Be a wise leader. Anger will not solve the problem."
Her voice was very soft, but the furious werewolf Viscount heard her. He snorted several times and finally suppressed his anger.
Bludo suddenly turned around, stared at the woman, and said word by word: "But he is challenging me, issuing a challenge in our traditional hunting ground of werewolves! How can I not fight?"
"As a warrior, you should fight. But as a leader, you can't fall into his trap. Has the glory of werewolves not been used by vampires before? Why are you still being angered by humans?"
"Then what should I do?!"
"Send the most elite warriors into the forest as a team, kill him, or capture him. Since he is a human, his physical strength will be his weakest link. You have a large number of warriors, don't be afraid of sacrifice and drag him to death.
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Bludo's face was gloomy, and his nose was breathing hot air that seemed to be burning, but he began to think.
Looking out of the window in front of him, he could see hundreds of werewolf warriors gathered on the top of a hill not far away. A tall werewolf was standing in front of everyone, waving his arms vigorously and roaring loudly.
The werewolf showed his original form, with shiny dark brown hair, tall and strong body, and stronger than most of the werewolves present.
He deliberately exposed several huge scars on his body and roared to the werewolf warriors below: "We are the descendants of the wolf god, and every drop of blood in our blood is born for fighting! Despicable, insidious and weak humans are only worthy of being food!
Now there is a human who dares to challenge us, brothers! This is an opportunity to restore the ancient glory and tradition. Come with me, catch him, tear him apart, and put him on the table!"
The roar of the brown-haired werewolf was accompanied by a bloodthirsty effect, which stimulated the werewolf warriors to howl with excitement and appeared in werewolf form one after another.
Brudo's face was very gloomy. The brown-haired werewolf was his uncle, and he had always been a fanatic advocating ancient glory.
Ancient Glory is the most radical faction among the werewolves, advocating the restoration of the wolf god's rule over the seven "holy land" continents in the mythical period, and the destruction of all other continents except the Glory of Gods.
They not only regard humans as food, but also view vampires as incompatible feuds. They also believe that demons are insidious and spider demons are incompletely evolved. As for other small races outside the four major races, they all classify them as hybrids. In short,
, in the eyes of the ancient Glory Sect, the whole world is an enemy. Even the werewolves of other factions may be classified as enemies.
Even Brudo, who adheres to tradition, has difficulty accepting such extremely radical ideas. However, the more lower-class werewolves there are, the more supporters there are of the ancient Glory Sect.
Seeing the brown-haired werewolf gradually inflaming the emotions of the young werewolves, Brudo couldn't help but frown and wanted to stop him.
His arm was suddenly pulled. The woman walked up to him at some point and looked outside. She said softly, "Isn't this good? You don't have to bear the sacrifice."
Brudo struggled in his heart, but finally did not take the woman's hand away.
Qianye was hiding in the lush canopy of an ancient tree, looking through the four-image scope at the crazily roaring brown-haired werewolf on the top of the hill. Although the distance was a bit far, the wild wind happened to be blowing in this direction, and the werewolf roared.
It echoed, passed on in the mountains, and floated into Qianye's ears intermittently.
"Tear all human food into pieces and eat the wolf god! He will surely rule the world."
Most of what the brown-haired werewolf spoke was the lingua franca of the dark kingdom. Some of the nouns with the most intense pronunciation were more like wolf howls, which should be the tribal language of werewolves. However, those few sentences were repeated by the werewolf, and Qianye finally guessed it.
I got it, and showed a slightly sarcastic expression. It turned out to be the Ancient Glory Sect.
He slowly pressed the trigger, the unique sound of an eagle striking pierced the sky, and the brown-haired werewolf fell in response.
Qianye jumped to the top of the tree canopy, calmly knocked the eagle behind him, then gave the middle finger to the werewolves who were almost boiling with anger, jumped into the forest, and disappeared.
The werewolf Viscount stood in front of the window, his whole body trembling. Qianye's middle finger was aimed at him. In front of so many warriors, he could no longer retreat no matter what.
Brudo firmly pushed the woman away, jumped out of the window, looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, and then chased her down at an alarming speed.