A rain of bullets rained down from the sky, and everyone dodged, but some people were still injured. Just when everyone was a little desperate, I, who had been seriously injured just now, reluctantly stood up again.

I dare to feel an indescribable power in my body, which warmly moisturizes my body.

I saw that the wound on my body was recovering at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and everyone was surprised.

"Come on, show her the true power of the flames. "An old voice came from the depths of my heart, it was the voice of Belgrave, the soul of the dragon.

"Well", I felt my whole body full of strength at this time

In front of everyone's gaze, I leaped into my fist and flamed.

"Flame Dragon Burst Fist"

The scorching flame fist slammed into Berta, the soul of the Siren, and the scorching flames caused a large hole in Berta's body.

"Ahh But to no avail, I easily dodged it.

Berta's strength grew weaker and weaker, and unfortunately, Avina shot an ice arrow that hit her right arm.

Berta's arm was frozen by magic, and I punched Berta's arm again. Berta's arm was shattered, and she had no strength to attack.

"Is it over?" said Bertha, a little unwillingly

"All of you die!" said Berta viciously, her gaze projecting hatred.

I saw that Berta's body instantly swelled and became larger.

"No, run!" Merdas knew it was dangerous

"Goodbye, Ron, if I can meet you again in the next life......" Berta said with a smile on her face at the last moment.

"Boom" There was an earth-shattering loud noise, which shook the birds in the trees and frightened away.

I saw that the dazzling white light dissipated, and the original ground was wet, and all the trees around more than ten meters were cut off by brushing, and there was no sign of life at all.

Back in time, in a magician's secret laboratory, Berta the Siren, was locked up in a huge water tank, and every day she could see a shirtless brown-haired man in the cage opposite.

The man was very handsome, but he didn't like to talk very much, and he looked very dull. Indeed, whoever is locked up in such a shady place will not be in a good mood.

At that time, Berta was just a kraken girl, and the krakens were a race that was born with beautiful appearances. Therefore, most of the legends about the Kraken clan revolve around what kind of seductive Kraken seduces the sailors on the ship, and finally causes the ship to sink.

In fact, the Kraken is a kind race, but their natural beauty has become a disaster for them. Humans once captured krakens on a large scale and sold them to nobles as playthings or subordinates.

Later, the Kraken had to seduce the human sailors at sea, causing them to lose their minds and sink the ship, so that the Kraken clan could survive.

Berta is a Siren girl captured by humans, and her charming appearance and sexy body are her natural weapons. I don't know whether to call her lucky or sad, she was not sold to the nobility as a plaything, but was captured by a magician who was almost crazy about the study of magic.

The magician had little interest in her flesh, and in his eyes Bertha was just an interesting experiment. Every day he conducts various experiments on Berta's body, feeding Berta various potions, and then recording Berta's reaction.

Day after day, Berta spends every day in pain. Ron, who was also captured, watched the beautiful girl in front of him being tortured by the magician every day, and his anger burned in his heart.

Until one day, the magician's experiment seemed to be completed, and he looked happy. So, he fed Berta the last bottle of the potion.

The bottle was poison, and Berta finally ended her life of suffering.

"Ahh

Ron, who was originally shirtless, suddenly grew black hair, his teeth became long and sharp, and then he finally turned into a werewolf with sharp claws.

"Ron, you...... Are you going to rebel?" the magician didn't seem to rejuvenate from the joy of the success of the experiment.

Ron's eyes had turned completely red, and a wolf howl rang through the sky. The huge wolf's head stared at the magician, saliva running down from between the sharp teeth.

"Bang" the werewolf Ron directly tore the iron fence apart. Such a thick iron fence, Ron forcibly tore it apart, what kind of strength is this?

The old magician's face showed a hint of horror, he had never imagined that Ron, a failed test subject in the past, could burst into such a powerful explosion.

However, the old magician is also experienced in many battles. He immediately used a teleportation spatial magic, followed by a rock armor spell on himself.

The frenzied Ron was extremely fast, roaring towards the mage.

"Rock Thorn," the old magician chanted, a string of incantations. I saw sharp rocks the size of fists smashing into Ron, but Ron's speed was too fast, and only a few rocks hit Ron, only to be shattered by Ron's fur like steel needles.

Ron slapped his palm on the mage's head, but the mage subtly teleported.

An enraged Ron roared a few more times, and a hint of sadness filled the air. The old magician's strength should not be underestimated, and his actual combat experience is extremely rich.

And just like that, Ron slammed into the secret underground lab. However, Ron never managed to hit the magician's vital point.

On the old magician's side, the situation is not optimistic, although he has not suffered fatal wounds, there are still several wounds on his body that are bleeding.

The old magician gasped for breath as he faced Ron, who was ready to pounce on him, and he felt that he was visibly exhausted and his mana was consumed. No, I can't stay like this. Such a small space is extremely unfavorable for the mage, and the old mage is looking for a way to get out of here.

The previous two spatial teleportation spells did consume a lot of his mana, and he wouldn't use them again anyway. If used again, there is a high chance that he will die due to running out of mana.

So, the old magician deliberately slowed down the pace. Ron saw that there was an opportunity and rushed over, and the old magician's slow movements suddenly became very fast.

There was a loud "bang", and the wall behind the old magician was knocked out of a huge gap by the werewolf Ron.

Before Ron could react, the old magician quickly ran out of the underground magic laboratory through the gap.

Breathing the air outside his tract again, the old magician felt so comfortable that he seemed to forget that he was in a fight to the death. However, it was the last time he felt such warm sunshine.

In the next second, Ron's massive sharp claws stabbed deep into the left half of the magician's body.

"Poof" A mouthful of Yin Hong's blood spit out of the old magician's mouth. Seeing half of his body penetrated, the old magician was a little helpless and unwilling.

"Fall...... Stone...... Sky...... The old magician paused, and at the same time, the magic power on his body quickly condensed. The pressure in the space around him suddenly increased, and Ron felt a strong sense of oppression.

The originally clear sky suddenly became lifeless, and a huge whirlpool appeared in the air.

The corners of the old magician's mouth rose into an eerie smile.

"Since the old man capsized in the gutter today, then you can also die for me! Die......" The old magician's voice was thick and powerful, echoing in the vast world.

Ron's wolf howl of grief rang out again, and at this time his body was already bound by space, unable to move at all.

"Boom" The whirlpool in the sky of the huge meteorite fell rapidly, and the meteorite also ignited a raging flame due to high-speed friction.

Seeing that such a huge fireball was about to smash into him, Ron's heart was as full of unwillingness as the old magician.

"Haha, I can't imagine that the old man will go to hell with the old man after a lifetime of research, it's really sad!" Before he died, the old magician looked up to the sky and sighed.

"You old immortal, you used to arrest me for research, and now you killed that Siren Berta. Do you know how much other people's pain is included in your research?"

Before Ron could finish speaking, a huge meteorite slammed into his and the old magician's heads.

The burning meteorite smashed the ground into a crater of several tens of meters, and all the vegetation on the ground was charred black.

I couldn't feel the breath of life at all, and it seemed that Ron the werewolf and the old magician were dead.

Suddenly, the surface of the hard meteorite cracked into fine lines. Immediately, the crack became bigger and bigger, and with a "click", the meteorite burst open.

A dark shadow came out from under the meteorite, and suddenly two dark and deep green lights burst out.

That's right, it's Ron the Werewolf!