Chapter Ninety-Eight: Bloodthirsty Meekness!

Last time, it was said that the werewolf broke into the dwarf's underground base in order to save the Hui people, and the base was severely damaged. The dwarf unleashed the modified monsters he had developed for many years to fight the werewolves.

"Everyone, be careful!" Wang Mu noticed the movement behind him, and turned around to look only to find that a large area of black pressure behind him was full of all kinds of strange-shaped monsters.

The strange thing was that these monsters didn't seem to ignore the existence of Wang Mu and the others, and walked straight around them towards the group of werewolves.

The sudden appearance of the transformed humans did not panic the werewolves, or they did not have the concept of panic in their bones, bloodlust and killing are the only survival rules and concepts of werewolves.

Hundreds of monsters with human heads and spider bodies surrounded dozens of werewolves, and in terms of size, the two sides seemed to be comparable, but in terms of numbers, the monsters had a clear advantage.

The two sides are temporarily deadlocked, no one dares to make the first move, those monsters are all transformed by people, so they still maintain human reason, and the prediction and fear of danger are still nature.

"Brother Mu, who do you think will win?" Liu Xia asked nervously.

Wang Mu didn't answer, just stared at the battlefield, for fear that the war would spread here at any time.

Liu Xia took out five cents from his pocket and said with a smile: "I'll bet on those monsters to win!" Bet five cents, buy and leave! ”

Wang Mu turned his head and glared at Liu Xia fiercely and said, "Look at your little bit of talent!" Then he turned his head and stared ahead again, but said, "Victory or defeat is not certain." Borrow me a piece, I'll bet on the werewolf to win, and if you want to bet, bet big! ”

Liu Xia muttered: "At first glance, you are not an expert, and it is difficult to beat four hands with two fists." There are only dozens of werewolves, but there are one hundred and eighty monsters, and I believe that this is not all of Zhu Datou's belongings! ”

Wang Mu naturally knew, because he found that those monsters were still rushing towards here from all directions, and in a short time the huge hall was crowded.

But Wang Mu still believed that with the fighting power of werewolves, these monsters should not be afraid.

Sure enough, the leading golden retriever werewolf roared, and the rest of the werewolves began to attack the nearest monster at an extremely fast speed. Sharp wolf claws, sharp canine teeth, these have become the most advantageous weapons for combat at this moment.

Spider-Man, let's call those modified monsters with human heads and spider bodies Spider-Man for the time being. Naturally, they would not stand still and let others slaughter, a few claws were constantly waving, and their mouths were constantly spitting spider silk, and several werewolves were wrapped in spider silk and couldn't move.

The roar of the werewolf, the hissing of the spider-man, and the impact of the body falling to the ground were endless, and Liu Xia and the others who listened to it were terrified.

Spider-Man fell in waves, either having their legs ripped off by werewolves or being torn to pieces. But Spider-Man is still pouring into the battlefield from all directions, as if he can't finish fighting.

Wang Mu was a little angry in his heart, and scolded secretly: How many people has this guy transformed, and if so many people are gone, won't anyone investigate?

Soon, the victory or defeat on the battlefield began to appear. Werewolves are far superior to these modified spider-men in terms of speed and combat effectiveness, and there are corpses of spider-people lying on the ground.

Occasionally, one or two werewolves would fall, but every then they would rush past a spider-man and start eating frantically, and the wounds on their bodies would heal quickly!

The self-healing ability of werewolves Wang Mu had seen it in Qi Sheng's body, but what he didn't expect was that the self-healing ability of these werewolves was so perverted, just like Wolverine in the movie.

So far, the corpses of the spider-people have been piled up on the ground, while the werewolves have only died one or two, and the gap is too great!

"Looks like I'm going to sacrifice my trump card!" The dwarf sat in the small room and looked at the surrounding battlefield through the monitor, and when he saw that the spider-man was defeated, he said a little angrily: "Release the Mokimon, I want none of these werewolves to leave!" ”

"Boss, I'm afraid that the entire underground base won't be able to be saved!" The man in the suit stood on the side and said worriedly.

The dwarf didn't seem to be worried about this problem, he said coldly: "Get the genes of these werewolves, and combine them with the bodies of those cultivators, you can create the most powerful army that sweeps the world!" ”

The man in the suit looked at the dwarf's deep eyes, he always knew that the dwarf was very ambitious, so he said: "Okay boss, then please leave here first, I'm afraid that releasing Moqi beasts will hurt you!" ”

The dwarf shook his head and said, "Mokimon and Mothman were both researched by my father, and only I can control them. ”

The man in the suit stopped talking, turned and walked out of the room, turning left and right in the hallway, and finally came to a large stone door.

As if he had made up his mind, the man in the suit took a deep breath and slowly secretly lowered the mechanism on the door, and the door opened with a bang.

The space in this is surprisingly large, and the ceiling is at least ten meters high, all of which are tailor-made for Mokimon.

Strangely, the man in the suit didn't notice the shadow of the Mochimon, and the huge room was empty. Suddenly, a dark shadow pounced on the man in the suit.

The man in the suit took a few steps back in his self-defense suit, and the black shadow stopped in front of him. It was a kitten-like little animal, with a fluffy body and sparkling eyes, which was very cute.

If you think this little guy is a great pet, you're wrong. Maybe one night you're asleep, and it will stumble on you.

"The boss ordered you to kill those werewolves!" The man in the suit trembled a little, obviously he was full of timidity about the "kitten" in front of him.

This "kitten" is one of the masterpieces of the dwarf father's life, the Mochimon, and the other is the famous Moth Man.

The man in the suit blinked, and the Mokimon blinked twice, and then sprang out. The strong smell of blood spread throughout the underground base, stimulating the nerves of Mokimon and making it excited!

"Brother Mu, can you not count that just now!" Liu Xia said pitifully.

Wang Mu snatched the five cents from Liu Xia's hand and said, "I am willing to lose the bet!" ”

At this time, there were only three or two barely breathing spider-men left on the battlefield, and the werewolves only died two, sweeping the battlefield with an absolute advantage.

Just when the werewolves thought they were going to leave after winning the battle, a black shadow pounced quickly, jumped on the shoulder of a werewolf, and bit the werewolf's neck, and in an instant the werewolf seemed to be sucked dry, and fell to the ground softly.

Before the other werewolves could react, they saw a kitten standing on the ground licking its mouth, as if it was still remembering the delicious blood just now.

After sucking a werewolf dry, Mokimon's belly bulged like a small leather ball, and with its cute plush appearance, anyone who looked at it would love this little guy.

"What's that? It's amazing! Liu Xia looked at the Moqi Beast in surprise.

Feng Yue'er also said in disbelief: "That little guy can't be a cat!" ”

Wang Mu's brows furrowed even tighter, and he had a strong premonition in his heart, those dozens of werewolves would not be the opponents of this "kitten", and after killing these werewolves, the next ones to deal with would be a few of them!

(Chapter Ninety-Eight: Bloodthirsty Meekness)