The roar of the force gun broke the silence of the town. The werewolf elder flew out of the way almost as soon as the gun was fired, but he was still a step too late. Amid the splash of blood, his right arm and the wooden staff in his hand flew out of his body, far away.
Falling far to the ground.
The werewolf elder endured the severe pain, trembling and rushed towards the wooden staff, reaching out to grab it. It seemed that this tattered wooden staff was more important than his life.
But the gunfire rang out again, and the left arm of the werewolf elder was also blown off. His old body fell heavily to the ground, and he couldn't get up for a while.
In a room not far away, Nighteye put away his shadow chant, pulled out his short knife, turned around like lightning, and stabbed straight into the door! The short knife penetrated the wooden door until it had no handle.
There was a scream outside the door, and a werewolf claw penetrated the wooden door and grabbed Nighteye's wrist. However, Nighteye's hand held the blood-sucking blade firmly and did not move at all. In just a few breaths, the werewolf warrior
His hands gradually became weak and he fell down.
Nighteye then put away the blood-sucking blade, went out through the window on the other side of the room, and disappeared into the complicated maze-like alley. As soon as she left, a force grenade like a small watermelon was thrown in through the window.
room, and then blew the whole house up to the sky.
The gunshots and explosions plunged the entire town into chaos. The werewolf warriors heard that the explosions came from Force grenades issued by the guards, but the gunshots were very unfamiliar.
Several werewolf warriors returned to the square and were shocked when they saw the werewolf elder struggling in a pool of blood. They ran over to help the elder, but the elder stared at the wooden staff and said anxiously: "Quick, take my cane."
Give me!"
Seeing that the elder's arms were only short, the werewolf warriors didn't know how the elder would use the wooden stick after bringing it. However, this was the elder's order, so a soldier ran towards the wooden staff that fell far away.
A wooden staff. But as soon as he bent down and stretched out his hand, there was a roar of gunfire, and then his head suddenly exploded. The headless werewolf corpse shook before slowly falling to the ground.
A lot of blood and minced meat splashed onto the wooden staff. Strangely, the wooden staff seemed to come alive, with its surface constantly squirming and absorbing the flesh and blood. Even the colorful cloth strips wrapped around the wooden staff were absorbing the flesh and blood.
Seeing this scene, the elder became even more anxious. While urging the werewolf warriors to take out the sticks from their flesh and blood, he ordered them to find the snipers and kill them.
Seeing the way the wooden staff sucked flesh and blood, the werewolf warriors were secretly chilled. However, since the elders had given the order, one soldier still walked towards the wooden staff. But just as he bent down, the gunfire started again, and his head was shot again.
broken.
The werewolf elder looked at the looming dark color in the sky, his face was extremely ugly, and he said: "Demon, it's a demon! How can there be a demon here?"
Demons in the neutral land are extremely rare, but the shadow left in the sky is the trajectory left by the force bullet as it passes through the air. It is a real magical aura that only demons have. Other dark races basically do not have it.
I will use demonic weapons because their power will be greatly weakened.
The werewolves couldn't find Nighteye's location just by relying on gunshots. Every time he sniped, Nighteye would activate the special ability of 'reverberation', causing the gunshots to reverberate around him so that others could not find him through the gunshots.
Her location was determined. However, the traces of magic left in the air exposed Nighteye's hiding place.
Under the guidance of the werewolf elders, several werewolf warriors rushed towards Nighteye's hiding place. Some went through the window, some hit the door, and some crashed directly into the room from the roof. But when they rushed into the room,
There was no trace of Night Eye at all, and all that caught his eye was a pile of Force grenades placed on the table.
A loud noise shook the whole town, and the house and its surroundings were razed to the ground. Although the several werewolf warriors who rushed into the room were strong, they could not survive at such a close distance. The one who broke in from the roof
The werewolf was even blown dozens of meters into the air.
Not far away, Nighteye saw this scene, turned around and disappeared into another alley. Before leaving Yongye, as the blood princess, Nighteye fought more battles with werewolves than humans, and also fought against werewolves.
Get used to it.
When the explosion occurred, the werewolf elder's face became extremely ugly. He suddenly raised his head, looked up to the sky and let out a long howl, summoning the surviving werewolf warriors.
Several long howls sounded in different parts of the town.
The expression of the werewolf elder instantly became even more gloomy. The number of responses was too few, so few that it made people panic. So many warriors entered the town, and it was as if they had entered the mouth of an invisible giant beast, and there was no response anymore.
Excluding those who were killed by snipers and bombs, there were at least over fifty soldiers. But now, there were only less than ten responses.
The werewolf elder's eyes twitched, his eyes swept over the hell-like town, and he let out several short screams, the sound was shrill and shrill, like a ghost crying.
This is an order for the surviving soldiers to retreat, and it is a desperate retreat. Don't worry about the loot, don't rescue your comrades, just escape for your own life.
Several werewolf warriors rushed out of the town and quickly fled into the distance. Gunfire rang out again, and one werewolf warrior fell to the ground, while the remaining werewolf soldiers took the opportunity to run quickly and escape from the range of Shadow Song.
Nighteye, who was half-kneeling on the roof, put down the Ode of Shadows and watched several werewolf warriors go away. These people were deliberately sent back to report the news.
In the central square, Qianye picked up the wooden staff and walked to the werewolf elder. When in Qianye's hands, the wooden staff became extremely solid. Even though it was stained with a lot of flesh and blood, it no longer squirmed and was swallowed.
Qianye squatted in front of the elder and asked, "Why do you value this wooden staff so much?"
The werewolf elder snorted and did not answer. But looking at the anxiety subconsciously showing in his eyes, you can tell that this wooden staff is extremely important to him.
The pain of the broken arm continued to torture the elder, but he did not moan. Qianye frowned again, knowing that it would be difficult to ask anything from his mouth. This kind of determined enemy may be worthy of admiration, but it is also really annoying.
After pondering for a moment, Qianye shot out a trace of blood energy and injected it into the werewolf elder's wound. His face immediately twisted and his body was shaking constantly. It was obvious that he was suffering from great pain. But until he passed out from the pain, the werewolf elder did not moan.
Not to mention begging for mercy.
Ye Tong came over and asked, "How is it?"
Qianye raised his wooden staff and said, "I haven't asked him why. But he values this thing very much. It seems there is some secret hidden in it. Okay, I have no way to make him tell it."
"Let's keep this stick for now. Someone will ask. If he doesn't tell, someone will tell."
Qianye nodded, put the wooden staff into Anduya's mysterious world, then reached out and patted the werewolf elder's head lightly, shattering his skull. Such an injury, even if he was stimulated to life again, would be short-lived.
Resurrection will not restore consciousness.
After doing all this, Qianye and Ye Tong left the town and disappeared into the black forest.
Just tens of kilometers away from the town, a huge aerial battleship was hovering at low altitude. The battleship was covered with thick steel barbs, making it look particularly ferocious. The style of this battleship was obviously still in the aerospace craft.
It was an era when it had just been invented. At that time, there were no powerful force cannons, let alone extremely powerful ballistae with tracking and locking functions. Collision was still an important method for aerial ship combat.
On the top floor of the battleship, the entire floor is a huge command room. On the ancient-style chair in the center, sits a werewolf with long arms and legs and a gloomy face. He has strange dark red hair and dark red eyes.
.
In front of him, several werewolf warriors who had escaped from the town knelt on one knee and reported everything that happened in the town.
The werewolf on the high seat said slowly: "Demon? Are you sure that is the demon?"
The werewolf warrior said: "It is the judgment of Elder Gillette."
"Well, although that old guy in Gillette is useless, his eyesight is pretty good, not completely useless. Since he said he is a demon descendant, then he is a demon descendant. How can a demon appear in such a remote place?
Yi? Come here, bring me the map."
Two attendants took out a map and unfolded it in front of him. The terrain around the town was marked on the map. Although the map was rough, it was still enough to take a look.
The red-haired werewolf stared at the map for a long time and said, "Tell me, where will the demon descendant be hiding?"
An old werewolf said: "We have searched this area thoroughly, and there is only one place we missed."
The red-haired werewolf said: "Black Forest?"
"According to the people in the town, there was originally a road on the edge of the Black Forest that could lead to a piece of land. Several newcomers who had just arrived in the town settled there. But they are all humans, not demons."
The red-haired werewolf frowned and said, "Ask more clearly!"
The old werewolf was a little embarrassed and said: "Well, Lord Bloodmane, everyone in the town has been killed long ago, and now I can't find anyone if I ask."
Xuemane stared at the map without comment. After a moment he said, "This map is wrong. There are no roads there anymore. They are all blocked by the black forest."
"Yes, sir, if you want to search that land, you need to go through the Black Forest."
"Huh, walking through the black forest? I have no interest in that. Since there are no living people in this area, let's go back."
The old werewolf was startled and said hurriedly: "Elder Gillette's body is still in the town, and there is also the staff of resurrection!"
"That's right, let's go to the town first and have a look."
A moment later, a huge floating battleship flew over the town. Dozens of werewolf warriors jumped from the floating battleship and landed in the town. They quickly searched the town and only found the body of Elder Gillette.
The corpse was found, but no staff of resurrection was found, and no valuable clues were found.
On the floating battleship, Xuemane looked at Gillette's body, his eyes lingering on the severed arm for a long time, and he said: "There are traces of magic, but it doesn't necessarily mean he is a demon. However, let's report it like this. Hmph, a little clue.
He didn’t even stay, he is a veteran!”
"Sir, do you want to expand the search scope?"
Blood Mane did not answer, but looked out the window. Through the porthole, you can see the lifeless black forest in the distance. From this angle, mist is constantly rising in the black forest, and within a few hundred meters above the entire forest, there are fog everywhere.
It's shrouded in mist.
Seeing the fog, Xuemane's pupils shrank, and then said: "No need, let's go back." For mobile phone users, please visit http://m.piaotian.net