Monarch of Evernight: The Glory of Eighty-one Werewolves

bsp;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 incision 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 there without moving, but her gaze seemed to be able to penetrate the mountains and trees without any hindrance to find what she wanted to see.

After a while, her eyes looked towards the Brudo Viscounty, 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 rather 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.

Qianye had an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if he had overlooked something. He simply stopped, jumped onto a cedar tree that went 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 might not be the best way. Killing Brudo could dismantle the werewolf's most powerful force. But it will take a lot of effort to completely occupy and suppress resistance afterwards.

Maybe he can choose another way.

The werewolves here advocate pure primitive martial arts. As a viscount, Brudo must be the strongest warrior in the surrounding area. Since he is the strongest, according to werewolf tradition, he will be the one at the front in battle and accept 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 is a warning! In the blink of an eye, the entire forest was alarmed, and angry howls came one after another.

After a young werewolf warrior roared in response, he rushed in the direction of his companion's initial warning. But before he could take 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 his hand casually, and the young werewolf found that his throat had been strangled. The opponent's hand was like steel, and no matter how hard he struggled, he didn't relax at all.

Qianye didn't have much interest in the young werewolf he faced. Although the opponent was already at level five, he still fought based on instinct and had no systematic or professional fighting training at all. At this level, no matter how many people there are, it is completely useless in front of Qianye.

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 cracked the young werewolf's neck bone with a click, then let go of his hand 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.

Qianye started running in the forest again. The complex terrain of the mountain forest was the home field of werewolves, and it was also Qianye’s home field. He suddenly accelerated and quickly caught up with a werewolf patrol team, running alongside 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 body was like lightning. He passed through the many werewolves and appeared in front of the black-haired werewolf. Dongyue simply swept him away. Cut into two pieces from the waist. Qianye has never been in the habit of showing mercy to enemies who plan to eat him.

The black-haired werewolf is probably the captain of this team. He is much taller and stronger than the other werewolves, but he cannot stop the Qianye Sword's next move. However, the werewolf warriors showed no fear, still howling wildly and issuing warning signals, while rushing towards Qianye one after another.

Qianye raised Dongyue flatly, flicked his wrist, and several sword shadows suddenly appeared at the edge of the sword. In an instant, all the werewolves were struck by swords in the abdomen 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 werewolves relayed Qianye's words. He was startled at first, and then became furious. He looked up to the sky and let 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.

A moment later, the brown-haired werewolf was almost completely embedded in an ancient tree, its long tongue hanging from his mouth, unable to take it back. Both of his arms were completely deformed, and there were countless broken bones in his body. At this moment, his eyes no longer flashed with fierceness, but only with 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, after taking 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, and only found some weak dark force reactions in the distance. The fiery aura should be the werewolf warriors coming here.

And that feeling was fleeting and could no longer be captured.

Qianye didn’t waste any more time, quickly ran for several kilometers, placed a whole team of werewolf warriors in his arms, 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 entire Viscount The werewolves who lead them are all prey.

In the Viscount 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 claws.

"How dare a **** human dare to insult me ​​and the strongest warrior in this territory like this!"

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 always sat in the shadow said: "Brudo, calm down! You are not only a strong warrior, but also a wise leader. Anger cannot solve the problem."

Her voice was very soft, but the furious Werewolf Viscount heard it. He snorted several times and finally managed to suppress his anger.

Brudo 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 go to war. But as a leader, you cannot fall into his trap. Has the glory of the werewolf been rarely used by the vampires before? Why are you still being angered by humans?"

"Then what should I do?!"

"Send the most elite warriors into the forest in groups and kill him or capture him. Since he is a human being, his physical strength will be his weakest link. You have a large number of warriors, so don't be afraid of sacrifice. Drag him to death!"

Brudo's face was gloomy, and his nose was breathing hot air that seemed to be burning, but he started 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 only Worthy of food! Now there is a human being 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 one after another appeared in werewolf form.

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 to restore the wolf god's rule over the seven "holy land" continents in the mythical period, and to destroy all other continents except the Glory of Gods.

They not only regard humans as food, but also regard vampires as incompatible feuds. They also believe that demons are insidious and spider demons are incompletely evolved. As for other small races other than the four major races, they all classify them as hybrids. ranks. All in all, in the eyes of the ancient Glorious Sect, the whole world is an enemy. Even werewolves from other factions may be classified as enemies.

Such extremely radical ideas are difficult for even Brudo, who adheres to tradition, to accept. However, the lower the level of werewolves, the more supporters there are of the ancient Glory Sect.

Seeing the brown-haired werewolf gradually inflaming the emotions of the young werewolves, Bludo 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 hidden 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's roar echoed and passed through the mountains, drifting intermittently into Qianye's ears.

"Tear up all human food and eat the wolf god! He will surely rule the world"

Most of what the brown-haired werewolves speak is the common language of the Dark Kingdom. Among them, some of the nouns with the most intense pronunciation are more like wolf howls, which should be the tribal language of werewolves. However, those few words were repeated by the werewolf, and Qianye finally guessed the meaning, revealing 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 across the sky, and the brown-haired werewolf fell in response.

Qianye jumped up to the top of the tree crown, calmly knocked the eagle behind him, then gave the **** 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 **** was aimed at him. In front of so many warriors, he could no longer retreat no matter what.

Brudo pushed the woman away firmly, 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.