One of the best warriors in the wolf pack under Lucian's command, Ruiz has an unrivaled fighting spirit and a tenacious heart. When necessary, even if it is one-on-one against a certain vampire elder, he will not have any fear or flinch.

But at this moment, facing those golden eyes, Ruiz was in a trance.

Momentum is a formless and intangible thing, no one can see or touch it, but it is a real existence that can be felt. The difference is just how much you feel, how strong you are, and how much you are affected by it.

Xiaolong is no longer the poor newborn who was still relatively weak when he was born. Its momentum and deterrence are also growing with its growth.

"Who are you?" A deep, low, wary male voice rang out from Ruiz's mouth. Although he was severely shocked by the sudden burst of momentum of the little dragon, the calmness and heart that had been cultivated and tempered by hundreds of years of battle, accompanied by the pain and bloody smell that permeated his mouth, desperately dragged his spirit and consciousness out of the deterrence brought to him by the little dragon.

"It seems like everybody has to ask this question once." Tang Bai stretched out his hand and pressed the left and right in his arms, shook his head and tail, and the lively little dragon was a little excessive, and gently stuffed it into his clothes. But soon, the little dragon who was pressed down revealed that he broke through Tang Bai's palm again and broke free tenaciously.

Tang Bai looked at Ruiz, who was tense and pointed at him with two modified firearms, and raised his hand slightly: "Let's put aside the question of name for the time being, so as not to introduce myself later." Let's start with another better question, do you want your people to get out of this miserable life that has lasted for more than a thousand years? ”

Ruiz was a little confused.

He's not a warrior with muscles and no brains.

He was the most outstanding figure in the wolf pack under Lucien's command. Whether it's combat effectiveness, or brains, etc. He is the enforcer of the entire werewolf social system here, and has a wealth of combat experience and tactical knowledge.

He guessed Tang Bai's answer, but he didn't guess that Tang Bai would say such a sentence. Such a sentence pierced into the hearts of all werewolves.

"Looks like you think. Well then, so that we have a common language. To Ruiz's hesitation, Tang Bai nodded with satisfaction: "Next, let's find another common topic." Is Lucien okay? I'd love to meet him if I could......"

Before the next half of the sentence could be spoken, the two modified submachine gun-style guns in Ruiz's hand violently erupted with ignition tongues.

Crash!

A fluffy winged wings wrapped Tang Bai in disguise. The high-impact bullet hit it like a fist sunk deep into a pile of cotton, and it ran out of force and failed to penetrate it.

After the shooting, Ruiz didn't even bother to check the results, so he resolutely retreated, and his two long legs alternately shook with all his might, running desperately through the criss-crossing dark sewers. He didn't know if he could hurt the man who had popped up out of nowhere, but Ruiz was sure that the strange creature that gave him great intimidating power would definitely not die so easily. His gun is filled with ultraviolet bullets that are used to kill vampires.

Jingle Bell!

Under the joint squeezing of the front and rear forces, the bullet shells were squeezed into a ball, and they fell from the wings of a tarpaulin.

The little dragon swelled with a pair of open dragon wings, one on each side, tightly protecting Tang Bai in the center, blocking the front and back sides of the sewer. Following Tang Bai's command, the little dragon flapped its shrunken wings, and its pocket-sized limbs stepped on the stone wall of the sewer, and followed the very clear footsteps of Ruizna in the sewer.

Tang Bai followed Xiaolong slowly and unhurriedly. With his own superior surname alone, Xiaolong can become a quite good hunter. Not to mention that when he was in Harry's world, the little dragon also followed Nott to hunt around the world from time to time. As long as Ruiz didn't have a way to escape by teleporting from a distance, it was impossible to escape the pursuit of the little dragon.

In fact, it is.

Tang Bai soon saw Ruiz again.

A huge black, muscular werewolf weighing about two hundred and fifty pounds was lying in a messy and miserable posture among the rubble. There were three deep scratches on his chest, and the small dragon, which had swelled to the size of the transformed Ryze, was staring at his prey this time, its long, powerful tail gently slapping the ground with a little boredom.

It was a mess all around, full of rubble and dented potholes. Obviously, before Tang Bai arrived, there had already been a battle here.

"I have no ill will towards you, or the werewolf clan behind you. You'll believe me in that. ”

Tang Bai looked at Ruiz, who had been grinning and roaring in a low voice since he appeared, raised his palm and said again: "I know that you still have your own consciousness, you are not carried away by the anger and anger in your heart, your recovery and regeneration ability are quite good, but for the wounds caused by the dragon, your own recovery power alone is not enough." You need help. ”

As if he understood Tang Bai's words, the manic werewolf gradually became quiet. The sharp wolf fangs, the huge limbs, and the sharp claws also deflated like deflated balloons at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Let me take a look at your wounds." Tang Bai stepped forward and said gently to Ruiz, who had recovered his human body.

"Who are you?" Ruiz's face was soaked in smooth, shiny sweat, and his bare muscular chest was like a twitching bellows, rising and falling violently from the pain. The three scratches caused by the little dragon are engaged in a tug-of-war with the regeneration power of his body.

The little dragon obviously kept his hand, otherwise, Ruiz wouldn't have just broken a few bones, plus it looked hideous, but it didn't hurt anything.

"This is the second time you've asked this question, does it matter?" Tang Bai observed Ruiz's wounds, and pulled out one bottle after another from the frost-covered wall.

Overall, Ruiz's current situation is not bad, at least the little dragon who has left his hand has not bitten directly with his teeth. Although Xiaolong was not a poisonous dragon before, if he bit it unceremoniously, even if there was no highly poisonous venom, Ruiz would have a great chance of dying. At the very least, some part of the body will fall into the dragon's stomach.

"Not werewolves, not vampires, and this weird creature is raised." Ruiz gasped heavily, his eyes rolling on Tang Bai and Xiaolong, and said bitterly. The surging pain in his body washed over his body and consciousness over and over again. If it weren't for the tenacity of Ryze's spirit to stop talking, he would probably only be able to lie on the ground and moan weakly now.

"In fact, I'm a potionsman, an alchemist, and a half-baked wizard." Tang Bai threw the jar of medicinal powder he had prepared to Ruiz and reminded, "Sprinkle the medicinal powder inside on the wounds, and those wounds will heal soon." Of course, you'll need at least a few hours of buffering time to fully recover. ”

"I've never heard of that." Ruiz grabbed the canister of powder that Tang Bai ran over. The powder jar, which was slightly large in Tang Bai's palm, was like a small pocket toy in Ruiz's big hands.

"I want to see Lucien." Tang Bai watched Ruiz grasp the canister of medicinal powder with his big hand, poured a large amount of the medicinal powder inside on his wound, and repeated his request again. Tang Bai had tested the Imperius Curse on Ruiz's body just now, but to his surprise, the Imperius Curse he used had no effect on Ruize.

Tang Bai didn't know if it was because his mastery of the Imperius Curse was not up to par, if it was because Ruiz's spirit was too stoic, or if the perfect blood of this world restrained spells such as the Imperius Curse. But as far as the current situation is concerned, there is probably no hope of controlling Ruiz and making him do what he wants.

"Lucien is dead, killed by the vampire Craven six hundred years ago. Many vampires know this. Ruiz shook his head.

"Let's be honest. I happen to know something about six hundred years ago. Lucien didn't die, and that vampire Kraven lied. Tang Bai raised an index finger in front of Ruiz's eyes and shook it lightly, unceremoniously exposing his lie: "The two of them made a scene and deceived quite a lot of people." You werewolf race has been able to recuperate and develop quietly for six hundred years, and Kraven, a vampire, has played a pivotal role. ”

"Not many people know about it." Ruiz felt a little thirsty in his mouth, and there was an inexplicable depression and urgency in his heart.

As Lucian's right-hand man, Ruiz naturally knew some of the deals between Lucien and Kraven. Although he hated vampires and didn't have any good feelings about Victor, one of the three elders, he couldn't deny that Kraven, who was in a high position at the moment, did give them a lot of convenience and protection.

The role of ventilating the news at a critical moment may be able to save his werewolf clan from a catastrophe. After all, as far as the current situation is concerned, in the war between werewolves and vampires, most of the time, it is the vampire side that has the upper hand. (To be continued.) )