There was a moon in the sky, and the moon was as red as blood.

The light of the red moon shone on the earth, making the surrounding scenery look scarlet, and it looked particularly weird. In fact, many animals are particularly restless tonight, especially the dark race. Even many people in the city have taken refuge in their houses early, because it is said that when they are irradiated by the blood moon, they will blind their minds, become wild, and even commit violent acts that hurt or kill people, and the more evil people are, the more likely they are to lose control at night.

At this time, the werewolf elders of the Moon Shadow Tribe were laying down the array, reciting inscriptions, trying to communicate with the black god of war buried on this ancient battlefield, so that the soul of the black god of war could open the door to the treasure.

Not far away, Count Dracula, a group of vampires, werewolf warriors, and Gong Yingdong and Gong Yingdong's subordinates were staring at the werewolf shaman.

The red moonlight fell on everyone, and Dracula didn't change much, but his vampire men, including Viscount Arthur, had scarlet eyes and mouths that couldn't hide two long vampire fangs, and these vampires had a strong urge to suck blood.

The werewolf warriors were very irritable one by one, and they all turned into werewolf forms, looking up at the blood moon from time to time, and rubbing their feet on the ground restlessly. Even a young werewolf warrior, unable to resist his instinctive behavior, suddenly raised his head and let out a wolf howl at the blood moon: "Woo-"

In the gloomy and quiet black swampy plains, this wolf howl is extraordinarily clean, and it can be heard from afar.

A team of lost imperial soldiers in the distance heard this wolf howl, and Fu Yunfei, Fu Tianhu, and the three of them who were in charge of leading the team, couldn't help but glance at each other in unison, and said in unison: "In the direction over there!"

In another place, the crow and a group of masters led by Xiao Ke heard the sound of the wolf howling, and the crow also said excitedly: "It's over there." ”

Xiao Ke's face was a little pale, but he couldn't hide the expectation and joy in his eyes, and said softly: "Mr. Wu, let's hurry up and don't let the people of the Black Alliance take the first step to obtain the treasure of the Black God of War." ”

Wu Crow shook his head and said, "Mr. Xiao, I am still the black butler of the Far East Branch of the Dark Alliance anyway, although I have a little disagreement with Gong Yingdong in private, but I can only help you here." If Gong Yingdong and the people of the Dark Alliance knew that I had betrayed the interests of the organization, they would definitely hunt me down all over the world, and my ability was not enough to deal with their pursuit. ”

Xiao Ke was a little disappointed when he heard this, but quickly smiled and said, "But no matter what, I still want to thank Mr. Wu...... Xiao Lei, let's move on. ”

"Yes!"

Xiao Lei answered, and with a group of elite subordinates of the Xiao family, he followed Xiao Ke and continued to move forward.

Xiao Ke, who was once the representative of the Xiao family, fell off the altar, and the status of the Xiao family also plummeted, so the people of the Xiao family are always looking forward to Xiao Ke returning to the peak, so this time Xiao Ke's cousin Xiao Lei personally led a group of cronies to follow Xiao Ke to compete for the treasure of the Black God of War, hoping to return Xiao Ke to the peak of force.

When Xiao Ke and Fu Yunfei hurriedly rushed to Gudeli's position with their right-hand men, Chen Ning opened his eyes and sat down in an inconspicuous reed, stretched his waist, he also heard the howl of the werewolf in the distance, looked up at the blood moon in the sky, and muttered: "The time should be almost there!"

At the target point where everyone rushed, Dracula was furious because the young werewolf did not obey the order and howled indiscriminately.

Dracula was furious, and grabbed the young werewolf warrior void directly, the young werewolf warrior was grabbed by the invisible giant hand, Dracula's five fingers tightened, and the young werewolf warrior's bones instantly crackled, and the seven holes bled in an instant, and his body had become as twisted as a doll that was twisted by a little girl, and he died on the spot.

The strongest of the werewolf warriors, a high-ranking werewolf named Toruń, roared angrily at Dracula, "Dracula, what are you doing?"

Dracula snorted coldly, flicked his sleeve casually, and then the young werewolf warrior who was pinched to death in the air fell to the ground in a daze.

He didn't bother to answer Toruń's question at all, and he didn't feel the need to answer it. First of all, his status here is the highest, and Gong Yingdong's status can be compared to him, even the Elder of the Moon Shadow Werewolf is worthy of being his deputy in this operation, as for Tolen, a high-level werewolf, he is not qualified to talk to him at all.

Another reason is that the vampire and werewolf races have always been hostile to each other, although they both belong to the Dark Alliance camp.

Vampires think that they are nobles of the dark race, powerful, elegant, and noble, while vampires think that werewolves are the lowest race of the dark race, and they find werewolves rude, ugly, and smelling bad.

Vampires feel that being friends with werewolves is simply a humiliation to the blood clan, and they despise and discriminate against werewolves, just as white people in the human world discriminate against black people, and even the title "dog man" was first used by vampires to call werewolves.

"Your Excellency Arrogant Count Dracula, although you have been in the Dark Alliance longer than us and your status is higher than ours, this does not mean that you can kill our wolf clan members indiscriminately. If you can't give us a satisfactory explanation, I'm afraid that werewolves, even if we all die in battle, will have to defend the dignity of our werewolves. ”

Toren said, already raising his hand axe.

The other werewolf warriors also clenched their weapons one after another, and the unarmed werewolves also grinned at Dracula and other vampires, putting on a posture of wanting to attack.

Dracula still has a proud face, disdains to explain, and doesn't take these "dog people" in his eyes at all.

On the contrary, Viscount Arthur, who was in a group of blood clans, stood up and said coldly to Toruń: "Hehe, why did Lord Earl kill this damn dog man, you should know the reason very well. When we surveyed the terrain and searched for the entrance to the Black God of War treasure, we had already found someone hiding in the shadows and killing Baron Sean. Tonight's action, Lord Earl has repeatedly reiterated, everyone should be divided into low-key actions, go and do not make any ostentatious behavior, and do not attract the other forces of the Black Swamp. But this guy can't control his instincts at all, just like a dog can't change his, he has to howl at the blood moon in the sky. Don't you know that this will attract the enemy and cause us trouble, and is there something wrong with his Lord Earl executing him?"

Viscount Arthur patiently explained to a group of werewolf warriors, after all, at this juncture, the Dark Alliance group of people fought on their own, and it was likely that the treasure would be cheaper than others.

However, although Viscount Arthur explained for Baron Dracula and a group of werewolves, Toruń's group of werewolf warriors became even more angry after hearing this. They didn't hear anything before they heard Arthur call them werewolves "dog people" again, which was a worse humiliation than killing a werewolf.

Torren clenched his battle axe and said angrily, "Damn the Bloods, you say that we are dog people again, and you just like to trample on our dignity like this?"

Arthur frowned, he just said it casually, not with the intention of humiliation, so he said in a deep voice: "That's not the point. ”

Torren said angrily, "For us werewolves, that's the point!"

Arthur's patience began to run out, and he said coldly, "Toruń, you're looking for trouble. ”

Torun-for-tat: "It's your blood clan who is looking for trouble!"

Dracula suddenly spoke: "Do you werewolves really want to dwell on this matter, in that case, then I don't mind pinching you all to death, let me see where the so-called dignity is after you die tragically one by one, how about it, do you want to fight me?"

Count Dracula's voice fell, and the stand-up collar coat on his body immediately began to be windless, and a strong oppressive force spread around.

The momentum of Torun and the other werewolves was instantly suppressed, and the werewolves all sweated on their foreheads, and they were so suppressed by Dracula's powerful momentum that they couldn't speak.