As a werewolf family that came to North America with the "Gold Rush", the Quest family has always been inextricably linked to the werewolf organizations in Europe. Because of this, they have been able to establish the status of Canada's most powerful dark family in just one hundred years.

But with the emergence of a team of Wind Clans, the glory of the Quest family came to an end.

No one is willing to be dragged down from the altar, and neither are the Quests.

It's just that they know that they don't have the ability to resist the Wind Clan alone, but today's gathering seems to have given them a chance to gather sand into a tower and gather strength!

If all the entire dark world is unanimous, it is not that they do not have the ability to fight against the Wind Clan!

Unbeknownst to Mr. Quest in his excitement, he completely underestimated the abilities of the WindClan! What's worse is that as the head wolf of the Quest family, he didn't have the opportunity to understand the essence of the Chinese idiom:

"Unpredictable".

But Degaloff saw it.

Perhaps because of the tall body of the bear man, or perhaps because Degaloff's ancestor suddenly appeared to him, Degaloff, who had gradually begun to boil his blood and was about to follow Mr. Quest, accidentally discovered the strange situation in the venue.

The appeal of Canada's dark world leader is not without a little appeal. As Quest shouted, countless fists were raised:

"It's better to die than to be free!"

However, Degaroff found that Mr. Quest's followers were basically small and medium-sized families or even individuals. And those big North American families who were supposed to be the middle force to resist the tyranny of the Wind Clan only watched quietly in the venue, at most they exchanged their heads with each other, and there was no sign of unveiling the rod at all!

The Bear Patriarch immediately released his fist faster than he could react quickly and lowered it gently, glanced left and right secretly, and then quietly burrowed to the edge of the venue.

Between the blood of freedom and the hardships of survival, Degaloff chose to live.

As for what the big families who were waiting and watching had chosen, he didn't want to know anymore. He just wanted to take everyone in his family with him now, get back to Alaska as quickly as possible, and then live a good life!

Like Degaloff, the Carroll family from Los Angeles also chose to survive. Their reasons are simpler:

Since the Gambino family can become a beautiful and powerful Wind Clan, then what reason is there for the Carol family, who are also vampires, not to become like them?

As long as she can become a member of the WindClan, Carol is willing to pay any price!

As long as the god accepts it.

In fact, if you think about it backwards, as the oldest vampire family in North America, did Gambino not hesitate, be confused, or even resist in front of the gods?

But the result?

Look at the powerful wings that have conquered the whole of North America!

Patriarch Carol had already thought through all the details, and becoming a Wind Clan was his goal. If you don't achieve that goal, at best, just maintain the status quo, how bad can it be?

As a loyal fan of the Wind Clan, Patriarch Carol looked at the slogans on the square from a distance, and scolded in a low voice:

"A bunch of fools!"

…………

"Patriarch, we ......"

A strong-looking man with an honest appearance and a giant axe stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

And the old man standing at the front of the crowd immediately waved his hand and said:

"Little Fulints, as the next patriarch of the Leante family in Philadelphia, you still need to learn to observe. In the esoteric Chinese language, it is 'judging the situation'. ”

Patriarch Lyoante looked at his son deeply, and said in a serious whisper:

"I suppose you've been seduced by that old fellow's nonsense! Little Flints, look up, look at the high platform, look at the red curtain, you know, what is it covering? ”

Little Flintz looked up in a daze for a long time, but still couldn't see anything.

Old Lyoante sighed softly in his heart: With such a reckless thinking, he still wants to follow behind that damn Quest and fight back against the mighty Wind Clan?

It's almost the same to die!

"Do you know why the Gambino family became the WindClan?"

Little Flintz immediately nodded:

"Now everyone knows that they are favored by the gods! Otherwise, it's up to their little bats ......"

"Shut up!"

Old Lyoant's face changed, and he scolded fiercely:

"I'm sure Patriarch George of Gambino must have had the same confusion and hardship as we did when faced with the same choices as we did. But the glory of those vampires today is seen by everyone - they are extremely powerful! So strong that even I, who have the instinct to fight, have a deep sense of powerlessness! ”

The old patriarch sighed for a while, and then patiently taught his son:

"Little Flints, in fact, I also know that the biggest weakness of the Wind Clan is that there are too few of them. Therefore, their individual combat power is strong, but they must not occupy the whole of North America! Because, it will slow them down from conquering the world! ”

"Conquer the world?"

Little Flints's eyes instantly changed to the boss: really fake?

The old patriarch glared at him with hatred:

"Don't look at me like that! If I had such a powerful force, I would do the same! ”

"In order to make up for their shortcomings, I think they will definitely expand their ranks - little Flints, you tell me honestly, if you are to be a member of the Wind Clan, you ...... What will you do? ”

"Of course I do!"

Little Flintz did not hesitate.

The old patriarch nodded with satisfaction:

"Well, then, I can tell you what is under that red cloth now......"

Lao Luo looked at the red curtain in the light steadily, and even his eyes reflected a strange red light:

"There, it should be the god of the Wind Clan!"

"Little Flints, do you think they still have a little hope of victory?"

"Well, my kid, look at the Carroll guys, what are they doing?"

…………

At the venue, it gradually divided into several large crowds.

In the center of the square are the liberals led by the Quest family, who are constantly waving their fists and chanting the slogan "Freedom or Death". Although the number of people is small, for a while, it is also huge;

At the back of the square are the Staunch faction, represented by the Carroll family. They looked coldly at the center of the square, their swords unsheathed, ready to rush and kill;

The largest number of people are still the wall-riding factions around the square. Look here for a while, look at there for a while, silently speculating on the winning rate of the pros and cons, including the clever bear man patriarch Degaloff.

Just when the situation was delicate, the lights that had been arranged on the edge of the venue suddenly turned on......