Transcendent Dawn Chapter 364: Ethnic group

"Sir~~"

Paul’s voice was crying. At this moment, his expression was distorted and his heart was broken.

"Oh oh!"

The werewolf didn't care about so much. Looking at the two people who entered the attack range, he attacked without hesitation.

Its strong hind legs kicked on the ground, and its body lunged forward, and its sharp dewclaws could tear the body of any living thing.

Not only that, but on its fangs and claws, there are also dark curses attached to it, which can spread plagues and diseases!

Dang!

The wolf claw caught a shield made of white bones, leaving a deep gully.

"Don't be nervous..."

Sean shouted: "Big Dog, your hairs are all the same. It's normal to admit that the wolf is wrong... Don't be angry!"

He is now a Tier 3 [Necromancer].

In a year or so, I have been promoted from elite to expert level, and it has been considered a very talented performance.

The average werewolf is equivalent to a supernatural species of Tier 1 to Tier 2, and is not Sean's opponent at all.

"Bone cage!"

Sean asked Paul to move away while pointing at the rotten ground.

Puff!

The white thigh bones grow out like bean sprouts, forming a huge cage of white bones, trapping the werewolf inside.

"Weak!"

While the werewolf was frantically pulling and biting the bone fence, Sean did not hesitate to curse the werewolf's weakness, finally making the opponent's actions less intense.

"Well, big dog, I have no intentions."

Sean stepped forward, took out a black hard-shelled notebook and a pen: "Tell me, how is your life recently? What is your mental state? Have you attacked humans?"

"Sir?"

Paul took the revolver in his hand and moved forward slowly.

He felt a little joyful in his heart. It turns out that the chief is so strong, and it seems that most of the rumors are deceptive.

At this time, he aimed at the werewolf's head.

"Don't kill it...Although the werewolves are standard dark creatures, there is a group of them here. Once you kill one of them, you will provoke a group, maybe more."

Sean has empirically stopped Paul's actions: "And... the skin and teeth of this big dog are not easy to sell, and the purchase price from those black-hearted merchants is very low..."

I seem to have heard something terrible, the sir will not silence me, right?

Paul looked serious, pretending to hear nothing.

"Okay, open your mouth, I want to see what is going on with the blood on your teeth..."

Shawn forgets after talking about the black market, and asks Paul to help, subdue the werewolf, break his mouth, and say empirically: "In fact, wolves are like dogs. You can see their recent state from their teeth... , You will have a full-body examination for it later, and don’t let it go in any place of privacy."

"Oh..."

The werewolf uttered a low mournful cry.

Paul had a dark face, wishing to shoot the werewolf to death, and hand it over to the forensic doctor behind to examine the body.

"Oh oh!"

"Oh oh!"

At this moment, from the surrounding dense forest, all kinds of growl rippling back and forth.

"Wolf... Werewolf..."

Paul's teeth trembled, his voice trembling as he looked at the many green and scarlet pupils that suddenly appeared in the forest.

"Oh...this is really troublesome..."

Sean scratched his head: "I can't deal with so many werewolves alone... Paul... Do you have any last words?"

"Sir...Why do you say that?"

Paul looked like he was about to cry.

"Because based on experience, the probability of my escape is greater than you..." Shaun replied solemnly.

Werewolves emerged from the forest, but did not attack.

Immediately, a huge wild wolf jumped out of it and turned into a half-man and half-wolf form: "Sean?"

"Oh! My friend!"

Sean stepped forward and said to Paul in surprise: "This is the big dog I saved. It can't be wrong."

"If you call my ancestor form a dog again, I will kill you!"

The werewolf made a dull voice, in general Hebrew, but it was rigid and abrupt.

"Haha...just kidding! Then what should I call you? Sausage? Bully?"

Paul seems to see the werewolf's eyes turn scarlet in an instant, but slowly return to green: "Wall! You can call me Wall!"

"Then, Mr. Wall..."

Sean cleared his throat, and his expression suddenly became serious: "As an investigator of the Emerald Forest in the 11th Bureau, I ask you to answer the question of why your clan has been expanding out recently and attacking humans."

"We are not expanding, but...fleeing!"

Wall twisted his neck, explaining to the low roar of his companions around him.

"Escape?"

Sean looked startled.

"There is a group of humans, what you call professionals, who are hunting us on a large scale..." Waldo.

"Organizations are hunting werewolves?"

Sean's pupils shrank: "For what purpose? Ceremony? Collect materials?"

"I don't know...but my people don't like you very much...because many of those enemies use curses and necromantic magic like you, and can use the power of bones to create shields and cages."

Wall continued.

"What?"

Sean's pupils shrank: "Black Death Club? Is it really them?"

His [Doomed] career was also obtained from the Black Death Society in 11 rounds, but it is not complete.

"Black Death Club?"

Wall roared: "Our Bloodfang clan will never let them go~IndoMTL.com~ Okay... I think you guys need help... Believe me, there are nature reserves in many parts of the Federation. District, I think you can also have one..."

Sean raised his hands and at the same time lifted the **** of the werewolf at the beginning.

"Oh oh!"

The opponent is about to attack with his teeth and claws, and he is pressed tightly by Wall: "We werewolf warriors will not succumb to anyone, you go...Next time you step into the forest, you will be regarded as mine. Enemy."

"It's...well!"

Sean took a few steps back and beckoned Paul to leave.

Anyway, they came in this time mainly for investigative tasks, and future actions can be reported before making decisions.

Puff!

But the next moment, an anomaly suddenly arises!

Bone spurs made of white bones shot intensively from the darkness, and I don't know how many werewolves injured.

A group of black dead men wearing black robes and carrying the emblem of the Black Dead Society suddenly appeared around and attacked the group of werewolves!

"He is from the Black Death Club!"

Shaun hides behind a big tree with a serious expression.

"Sir...I think I can write a will."

Paul raised his hand, knocked a dead black man over with a shot, and vomited.

The next moment, there was a sudden silence in the scene.

Sean looked suspiciously and saw a girl who was exquisite and delicate like a doll.

Her skin was ruddy and shiny, and wherever she passed, a werewolf fell to the ground, even if it was Wall, she could only lie on the ground paralyzed, scratching the soil weakly with her claws.

The girl's gaze seemed to have a direct attack on people's hearts, making her body weak and she didn't want to resist.

"Had...I am a master professional!"

Shawn's heart sank, and his eyes were just in line with the girl.