The blood-red sky, the clouds like a sea of blood, were reflected by the blood into a strange pink golden dragon, and even the sea surrounded by the small island of the venue was rendered into a pool of blood by the red clouds in the sky.

Quest looked at his feet.

A head the size of a truck, aimed squarely at him. And the blood that oozed from it quickly soaked into the black earth.

It's Lenka!

Quest just looked at Lenka quietly, to be precise, Lenka's head, looking at the once invincible Pterodactyl Patriarch, his mind was blank, and he almost lost all reactions.

About twenty meters away from Quest, in the center of the venue, there was a hill-like black bump, and there were some pieces of meat scattered next to it. The bubbling blood was like a spring, slowly gushing out of the heap of bulges, gradually forming a pond, and towering the black hill in it.

Quest knew that it was Lenka's once formidable body.

Now, it's just a pile of broken bones, dirty flesh and blood.

Is this God's rebuke and warning?

On the head of the pterodactyl, which had long since lost its life, Lenka's bloodshot eyes suddenly rolled slightly, and there was no sound again......

Quest was shocked to see resentment, grievance, unwillingness, and pain from Lenka's last gaze, and the most of all, it was actually remorse!

Remorseful? Did the die-hard Lenka finally realize that he was wrong after paying the greatest price?

Now that the fall of the Pterodactyl family has begun, what about the next one? Will it be my werewolf family?

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As Lenka fell to the dust, the rain of blood stopped—it was the blood on Lenka's body!

It can be imagined how painful it must have been for the pterosaur that was torn apart and disintegrated in mid-air......

The sky gradually became brighter, and the sun, which was hiding behind the clouds, finally came out tremblingly, looking at the bloody place below in horror.

The killing has just begun!

As the light intensified, Quest finally got a good eye on the pile of Lenka's bodies.

Dots of white bones dotted among the messy red and black minced meat. Some nerve tissues that are not completely functional, occasionally bring a slight twitch. Crimson blood continued to flow out of the broken flesh and bones, soaking the ground beneath his feet.

The Pterodactyl Patriarch who once threatened North America has now become a pile of flesh and blood graves. And the head that had to look for Quest at the last moment was its unique tombstone!

Quest grabbed the shoulders of the people next to him, trying not to let himself go limp.

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The light was already very strong, but the heavens and the earth were still filled with a faint blood red, strange and dignified.

Although the soon-to-be WindClan people have been bowing their heads and praying, it doesn't mean that they haven't seen the tragedy in front of them.

Some screamed in fright, some trembled, some exclaimed, and some panicked.

Yes, they are a group of monkeys that are about to be tamed, and the Lenka family acts as the chicken destined to be slaughtered!

The fattest chicken.

Han Feng still looked at the various expressions in the venue coldly.

For Yan Jun, if he wants to subdue these unruly guys smoothly, and then let them go to Commander George, without using some means, it must be extremely uneasy.

Blood is the best lubricant!

Zhao Feifei and Tang Yue'er had already covered their eyes. Except for Zhao Feifei, who occasionally dared to glance through his fingers, but immediately withdrew his gaze, Tang Yue'er has always been honestly confined to Han Feng's arms, ignoring the outside world.

In Sister Yue'er's opinion, those are men's things. As long as Han Feng will be fine, as long as Xiaojin will be fine, as long as the family will be fine, it will be happiness.

As for those who are unhappy or miserable...... Well, my sister is deeply sympathetic.

Werewolves are not happy.

The pterodactyl family of the same camp is already dying. So, where should the hundreds of people in the Quest family, who are allies, go from here? Looking at the flesh and blood grave not far away, the werewolves pinned all their hopes for survival on the patriarch.

Where there is misfortune, there is naturally luck.

For example, the Wind Clan, such as George, such as Old Wright, who is still an ordinary person.

The correctness of standing in line is fully reflected at this time. For the former vampire family, if they hadn't chosen to be loyal to Han Feng at the beginning, they would definitely die earlier and more miserably than the Lenka in front of them!

And after becoming the Wind Clan, powerful abilities, huge wealth, warm sunshine, and the good life of normal people have made these ancient blood clans completely break with the previous world. Now is the time to unconditionally return to the era of blood-sucking for a living, and no one will want to.

The demise of the little pterodactyl family could not affect the state of mind of the Wind Clan. All they need to do is pray sincerely, live well, and do their best to fulfill God's commands. Even if the world is ruined, as long as the master is still there, the Wind Clan will prosper forever!

As for Wu Hongjun, that's even less to say. The Judge of the Underworld didn't care about the pool of flesh and blood at this time, and he was wondering: Could it be that this dark creature in the West has no soul? Why has Benju waited so long and still hasn't seen its soul appear?

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is also unhappy, as well as Xiaojin.

In the little one's heart, he felt that he was the most aggrieved.

The key is that the two mothers are not allowed to eat the allowed!

So Xiao Jin was ostensibly carrying out his father Han Feng's orders, but in fact he was venting his personal anger - he tore a good pterodactyl to pieces in an instant!

Fortunately, a bad father was still sympathetic to his son, and quietly passed a divine thought:

"Xiao Jin, Dad will take you out to cook meat in the future!"

Xiao Jin turned to joy at this time, regained his spirit, and even raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar.

A child is a child! No matter how big his body is, how strong his strength is, and how noble his blood is, he can't hide the fact that he is a child.

The tears on his face are not worth a lollipop - what a fool!

The immature five-clawed golden dragon happily cleaned up the bad mood just now. Since birth, my father has been the closest and most trusted person to me. It seems that the real feast should not be far away!

Although the crazy brother's plan to "look at the plum to quench his thirst" worked, a certain dragon who "painted cakes to satisfy his hunger" began to carry out his father's instructions again, regardless of the visual disaster and mental impact that his actions were about to bring to the people below.

As the sky brightened, the crowd on the ground found that the proud Huaxia Golden Dragon suddenly stopped circling, and instead gathered its body, like a huge golden castle, occupying the entire sky.

The dragon groaned, and the wind suddenly rose, sweeping the previous pool of pterosaur flesh and blood into the deep sea.

The curtain opened, and the blood was still there.