"Duke Winchaton, fetch the Kaguya Grail. ”

Elder Monroe looked at Duke Winchaton and said in a deep voice.

The Kaguya Holy Grail belongs to Prince Barrelo's custody, but it is usually kept in the Wolf Emperor's base camp.

"Yes, First Elder. ”

The Duke of Winchaton grimaced and nodded.

At that moment, the Duke of Winchaton walked towards the apse, and two minutes later, with a touch of piety in his eyes, walked out with a large silver cup in his hand.

The silver cup had the size of a bowl, and the cup was carved with ancient patterns.

In that silver cup, there was a small half cup of liquid with a strange blood-red color, which was extremely pure, exuding a powerful fluctuation that made people palpitate.

This silver cup is none other than the Kabaya Holy Grail, one of the wolf clan's holy weapons.

Duke Winchaton handed the Kaguya Holy Grail in his hand to Elder Monroe, who solemnly took it, and immediately looked at the werewolf in the hall with the Kaguya Holy Grail in his hand.

"Sacrifice to the Wolf Emperor, Wolf Warriors, donate blood!"

Elder Monroe let out a deep sigh.

"Blood Donation !!"

When the tall werewolves present heard this, they all shouted, and all of them had scarlet colors in their eyes, and immediately, they all knelt down on one leg.

Elder Monroe, holding the Kaguya Grail in one hand and a silver dagger in the other, was the first to come to Winchaton's side.

The Duke of Winchaton took the silver dagger, and immediately, pierced it three points deep in his left chest, although the wound was not deep, but the wound left by the silver dagger still sent some burning pain.

At the wound near his heart, a drop of pale silver essence blood floated out and dripped into the Kaguya Holy Grail.

Immediately after, Elder Monroe walked up to Nelson, another Duke in Red, who made the same motion, and a drop of pale silver blood floated out of his left chest.

Next up is a famous earl.

Elder Monroe came to the side of every wolf clan with the Kabaya Holy Grail in his hand, and those werewolves sacrificed their own origin essence blood.

When Elder Monroe returned to the center of the main hall, the red liquid in the Kaguya Holy Grail in his hand was close to the full cup.

Elder Monroe used the silver dagger to pierce a bloody hole in his chest, and a huge drop of pure silver essence blood floated out and dripped into the Kaguya Holy Grail.

At this moment, the crimson liquid in the Kaguya Holy Grail emitted an even more powerful, heart-palpitating wave.

"Great Wolf God bless, please let us use our own hot blood to awaken the Wolf Emperor!"

Elder Monroe's eyes showed a touch of piety and fanaticism, and immediately, holding the Kaguya Holy Grail, he walked to the crystal ice coffin.

In that ice coffin, it was the wolf emperor of the wolf clan who was sleeping.

Elder Monroe took out a golden wolf hair and dipped it into the Kadaya Holy Grail, and the blood on the golden wolf hair condensed, and immediately, Elder Monroe began to draw blood-red lines on the ice coffin.

Those blood-red veins were mottled and intertwined, as if there was some strange pattern.

Behind Elder Monroe, the werewolves all looked at the blood-red veins with reverence and expectation.

After more than ten minutes, Elder Monroe stopped writing, and at this moment, the old face was already sweating profusely, and it was obvious that the blood-red veins that he had just painted had consumed him a lot.

"For the inheritance of the wolf clan, for the survival of the wolf clan, the wolf emperor who has been sleeping for a hundred years, please wake up, wake up, my great emperor. ”

Elder Monroe's eyes suddenly bloomed with a gleam of essence, and his two hands danced, and a string of strange marks appeared in his hands.

At the same time, a stream of origin energy in Elder Monroe's body was also transmitted to the blood-colored veins, and Elder Monroe's brown hair instantly turned white.

Airplanes~!!

With the entry of that source energy, the blood-colored veins that filled the entire crystal ice coffin instantly burst out with a dazzling blood-colored light.

Such a dazzling blood-colored light reflected the entire hall into blood, and in an instant, the blood-colored veins submerged into the crystal coffin, and then converged and intertwined on the top of the head of the beautiful Western woman in the ice coffin, turning into a pure golden-red wolf head.

Rumble!

The golden-red wolf's head was filled with powerful fluctuations, and in an instant, the golden-red wolf's head turned into a streamer of light and sank into the eyebrows of the beautiful Western woman in the ice coffin.

The eyebrows of the beautiful Western woman suddenly had golden-red lines appearing, and then they were restrained and gone.

At this moment, in the main hall, all eyes held their breath and concentrated, all focused on the figure of the beautiful Western woman in the ice coffin.

However, five minutes passed, and there was still no movement in the ice coffin, and the beautiful figure of the Western woman was still asleep.

"Why hasn't the Wolf Emperor woken up yet? ”

"Did it fail?"

"No, the Wolf Emperor will definitely wake up. ”

“……”

After waiting anxiously, the faces of these werewolves began to turn ugly.

"Elder Monroe, Lord Wolf Emperor, she ......"

Duke Winchaton couldn't help but look at Elder Monroe, and there was a hint of eagerness in his voice.

Elder Monroe had used a long-standing awakening technique among the wolf clan, and before that, few people had ever used it.

"Winchaton, wait, Lord Wolf Emperor's body is still intact, and his expression is calm, at least not the worst. ”

Elder Monroe stared at the figure in the ice coffin with a calm old face, and said in a deep voice.

If this ancient awakening technique is not awakened by the caster, the caster will immediately have a distorted face and die, or fall into a permanent slumber, that is, become a vegetative body and never wake up again.

In the middle of the main hall, all the werewolves looked at the crystal ice coffin with great anticipation.

Shout!

A figure had flown over the castle.

Boom!

At the top of this magnificent castle, the huge transparent ceiling suddenly exploded, shattering into a huge hole, and the breeze poured in at once.

Swish!

A white-clothed figure flashed through the hole and descended into the air inside the castle.

Bang bang bang!

Glass falling from the transparent ceiling slammed down on the main hall with a screeching sound.

The werewolves in the main hall all raised their heads, and their eyes looked at the white-clothed figure in mid-air with shocked eyes.

The white-clothed figure stepped on an ice-white long sword with a turquoise jade handle, and a pair of eyes looked down at them coldly.

"The killing is coming, the killing is really coming!"

Elder Monroe's old face suddenly sank, and his face became extremely ugly.

The red-clothed duke Winchaton and Nelson on the side also turned pale, but they didn't expect that they were still discussing whether this Chinese ghost would be killed just now, but as a result, he really killed them, and killed them in their base camp!