Outside the cave.

On the highway, two groups of people gathered. A gang of people started with Marios and Bram. Behind him stood tall werewolves.

The other group started with a burly old man, and behind him stood a burly man. Each of the big men wore a black cloak that was bulging in the shape of a gun.

The old man has a strange shape. Wearing an exaggerated black cape with a collar raised to cover your ears. He wears a Romanesque silver helmet on his head, which hides his face and makes it difficult to see his appearance. He also wears silver plate armor on the inside of his cape. The intricate patterns show the magnificence of the plate armor. The old man held a huge silver shield in one hand and a silver spear more than 3 meters long in the other.

"Suck~~~" The old man took a deep breath. "It's a wonderful feeling! It's like being 18 again!" he said, turning his head to look at Marios and the others.

"The Sword of the Holy Spirit is missing, Marios, and I remember where the Sword of the Holy Spirit is. Take it out, it's agreed!"

Marios shook his head and said, "It's not with me, it's been stolen!

"Really?" the old man was stunned. He turned around and asked, "Have they searched the camp?"

"Searched!" replied his subordinate.

"Where's the sword?"

"Without swords, we only found helmets and shields!"

"Hmm~... Have you looked carefully?"

"Sect Master! I've searched all over the place, but there really is no sword!"

When the old man heard this, he looked at Marios fiercely: "Do you want to pay the bill!?" As soon as the words fell, "Whoa!" The saints behind him raised their guns in unison. Glanced.

"Roar~!"

Seeing this, the werewolves behind Marios shouted loudly, and some of them changed directly after their temperament. A big war is about to begin.

"Hey~!, calm down!" Marios hurriedly stopped his men. The machine guns in the hands of the saints were all loaded with silver bullets. At such a close distance, they do not have an advantage.

Fortunately, Marios still has some prestige among werewolves. The werewolves suppressed their fire, but they still couldn't stop spewing thick mist from their noses and mouths.

"Locke, tell your men to put away this garbage, and don't try dangerous things when you don't have enough strength!" Marios warned the old man, looking at him seriously.

"You—" The old man's eyes flickered, and he looked at Bram beside Marios. If he had fallen out with Marios now, this smelly vampire would be snickering.

"Put it all away!"

"Kala!" rang out in unison, and the saints put away their guns, looking well-trained.

Locke looked at Marios again and said in a deep voice, "You have to fulfill your promise! I will only give you one month, and if the Holy Spirit Sword is not handed over, I will go to Lucian! I don't think you want to alarm your boss!"

"Good!" Marios agreed.

This time, he was doing it behind the cover of Lucian, the leader of the wolf clan. He vaguely knew that Lucian and one of the vampires seemed to have made a deal. I don't know what the content is though. But he knew that if he took the initiative to kill Lucius, he would definitely ruin Lucian's good deeds.

Although Marios was indeed restrained, he didn't want Locke to feel better, so he found fault and said, "But, Locke." I'm going to make sure Lucius is dead. So—" Marios pointed to the top of the collapsed mountain in the distance, "you have to help me find Marios's body!"

"No!" Locke refused. "I'm leaving! My men can't stop the government from investigating. ”

"Hey~~ This is what we said in advance!"

"Yes, but didn't you give me the sword of the Holy Spirit!" Locke continued, "Don't be careful, Lucius must be dead with such a large collapse! If you're really not at ease, then you can go by yourself!" said Locke, turning around and leaving with his men.

Locke didn't want to break the promise, but this time they made too much trouble, and the mountains collapsed. It is completely beyond the scope of the plans and capabilities of the Cult of All Things. This time the Cult of All Things lost too much. Not only is the nest gone, but the chess pieces that are in ambush in the local government have also been activated. If it weren't for the fact that there were too many werewolves this time, Locke would have been unable to help but kill Marios to vent his anger.

"Hey~!Locke, if that's the case, then we'll be even..."Marios still insisted.

"Enough!" Locke interrupted with a growl.

"Marios! Don't try to play tricks! I tell you, now! That's it!! if you want to pay your bills, the Cult of All Things doesn't mind having one more enemy! Whether you want to be an enemy or a friend, you can do it yourself! Go!" Locke didn't look back, and left with the large army.

Marios' eyes were vicious, staring at the departure of the Cult of All Things, and he did not make any other moves.

"Tut-tut~~Wow~!" There was a strange cry around him. Marios looked unkindly, tilting his head to look over.

Bram didn't think about it and sneered, "What's the matter??, the rookie of the wolf clan, was scared by an old guy like this?!"

"Hehehe~!" Hearing this, Marios' eyes rolled and he suddenly laughed.

"Yes, our wolf clan is too weak! As long as you can bring the head of the old ghost Locke. How about I double your blood supply?"

Hearing this, Bram was very moved. He really couldn't think of anything to fear about the Cult of All Things, a human sect? Armed by God? Don't be funny! He felt God's armed up close. I think that's what it is. Besides, now that there are guns, there is no need for melee combat.

So, Bram looked at Marios carefully and said, "Really?!"

"Of course!" Marios didn't show his flaws.

Bram is not stupid, seeing that Marios promised simply, he instinctively feels cheating. So, for the time being, he delayed: "Hehe~... Even if you double the supply, I don't have so much money to buy it!

"Hahaha~!" Marios glanced at Bram teasingly.

"Yes!"

"Wow woo~~~~" A wolf roar suddenly came from the distance.

"No! someone has escaped from the cave!" Marios said for a moment.

"Team 1 is going to take a look!" he commanded, turning his head.

"Yes!" replied a werewolf man.

"Let's go!"

"Hehe~~" More than a dozen werewolves transformed in unison, and suddenly, more than a dozen giant wolves appeared. On all fours, they walked through the jungle and mountains as if they were walking on flat ground, and ran halfway up the mountain where the survivors had been found.

Mike and the others were so lucky. When the cave collapsed, they rolled out of the cave like a big stone and rolled down the hillside to the top of the mountain. In the end, the tank was blocked by dense woods halfway up the mountainside. After coming back to their senses, Mike and the others got out of the tank.

Because of the space problem in the tank compartment, Mike and the others were left with only three people, and the rest of them.... Out of the pod, with his half-vampire blood, Mike's keen sense of smell could smell the disgusting body odor of werewolves in the air.

McMan raised his rifle and quickly looked around through the scope. Several werewolves were spotted on the opposite hillside. A large number of werewolves gathered on the road below the mountain, and dozens of werewolves pounced on this side.

"And the enemy!, quick, fast into the tank!" Mike shouted.