A leap, the golden lion that was larger than the normal lion, the momentum around the body, set off a wave of air that rotated like a tornado has reached the front of Yate, like Mount Tai pressing the top, the momentum is as heavy as ten thousand jun.

"Whoa"

A wild inhuman roar erupted from Art's mouth, and then, quickly reverting to a human form, he looked coldly at the golden lion that pounced on him, and suddenly, he opened his hands and raised his head to the sky and roared.

And then

Driven by some kind of human force that science cannot explain, I don't know if it is because of its own reasons or because of the refraction of light, the moon in the sky turned cyan, a bright silver light shone down the sky, and the cyan light slowly penetrated Art's body, and then Art's body was changing wonderfully, the white-collar suit was bursting by the skyrocketing muscles, and even the "squeak" sound of skin and muscle growth could be heard, and the joints of Art's body made a "crunch" stiff sound.

The slender hands of humans, unbelievably fast, grew thick silver hairs and claws as sharp as steel. Art's face slowly protruded and lengthened, and at the same time, sharp steel teeth quickly grew out of his mouth, and his body began to grow taller and stronger, with a terrible wolf howl, Art completely turned into an upright werewolf, and it could be vaguely distinguished from the tattered black suit on his body that this was indeed Art's change.

The darling of the dark gods, werewolves, really exist? Is this a mythical world?

The blood-red murderous eyes shot at the golden lion that pounced on him, and he roared. Countless blood claws were clawed, and dozens of blood-red qi were woven into a huge net in front of the golden lion.

The blood-red energy and the power of the bloodline that made up the golden lion continued to entangle and collide, and Bakdas's heart suddenly accelerated and beat a few times, and then with a "poof", a stream of blood spurted out of his mouth.

The golden lion's final blow also brought damage to Art, and its thick claws broke through the defenses of the net woven by the blood red claws. Grabbing Arte's chest, a deep blood groove was shocking, and Arte's huge body of nearly two meters was directly like a kite with a broken string. Fell to the ground, and when he stood up, his chest was thick with silver hair. The bleeding did not stop.

Art, who was in a werewolf state, didn't seem to have much intelligence, ignoring his injuries, let out a long howl, and with a fierce wind, he turned into a vague shadow and rushed towards Bacteras.

Bacdas's heart unconsciously beat at ten times the usual speed, and the violent beating provided a large amount of blood to the body, and the muscles of the body instantly burst out with ten times the strength, and the dark golden energy poured into the fist, roaring, facing Art.

Silent collision. Bacdas's body jumped high, and his fist smashed into the jaw of Art's wolf head, and the destructive power of the power of ten thousand jun almost smashed Art's wolf head, and Art howled miserably.

Almost at the same time, Atena's steel-cast claws clung to Bacdas's back. With blood splattered everywhere, a huge piece of flesh was torn alive, and if it hadn't been for Bacdas tightening his muscles at the critical moment, half of his body would have been torn apart by the steel claws.

Art's massive body slammed to the ground, causing his body to gallop across the ground with great force, sliding into a deep chasm. Four or five trees broke under the impact of his massive body.

Buckdas's body that fell to the ground shook and stood up, and a large piece of flesh was forcibly deducted from his back, this severe pain can be imagined, and the white suit on his back revealed a large piece of red flesh, a piece of blood!

The blood on his back is gushing like the water of the Yellow River, of course, this must be an exaggeration, but his back, the white suit is no longer white, the dark red occupies the back, and it is still spreading to the waist, this injury is not serious.

But almost instantly, the bright red muscles in Bacdass's back squirmed, the blood stopped flowing, and Bacdas relied on his control of the muscles to temporarily control the injury.

This head, Art shook his head and stood upright, seeing Bacdad frightened, if under ordinary circumstances, Bacdas was full of confidence that his punch was enough to injure Akter, but after transforming into a werewolf, Art was as strong as a cow, although the wolf's mouth also had blood, but it was only able to stimulate the wolf nature hidden in the depths of Art's body, roared wildly, uprooted a tree with waist thickness around him, picked it up and smashed it at Bakdass.

"It's not good, the back muscle is torn apart, and the back force is greatly affected, and the strength will be greatly reduced!" Backas didn't care about the severe pain, but his strength declined, Bacdas had a headache, looking at Art's posture, that strong body, it was simply desperate.

If it were an ordinary person, a large piece of meat would be deducted from his back, and he would probably not be able to swing his fist, but who is Bakdas? How can the descendants of the golden lion retreat! With a roar, he turned his palm into a claw, grabbing the branches of the tree, resisting the terrifying force coming from the other side of the tree.

Art roared and strode forward, pushing Bacdad back against the roots of the trees.

The muscles on Bakdas's arm were spurting, the dark cyan veins were bursting, the speed of his heart was soaring, and a powerful dark golden energy flowed down the right palm of his arm. Countless wisps of pure dark golden energy in his body surged towards his palm, and Bakdas's right arm suddenly swelled in a circle, and a trace of domineering power faintly shot out from his fingertips

"Bang boom!"

Buckdas grabbed the end of the tree branch, and the power splashed from the palm of his hand stirred the surrounding air waves, and in an instant, those luxuriant branches turned into sawdust stumps and flew out, and at the same time, the majestic blood power poured into the trunk, and as Bakdas roared down, the entire trunk exploded, and sawdust flew in all directions.

With sawdust flying around, Bacdas silently approached Art.

Although the incarnate werewolf has ten times the size and strength, it has lost its human intelligence, and sensing the approach of Bacdas, Art swings out a bloody claw, slicing through the chaotic sawdust.

"Poof!"

Bacdas dodged the blood claw, and the dagger in his hand was inserted into Art's abdomen, seeing that his usual dagger with iron as mud was only inserted into a small half, Bacdas was stunned, and with an angry roar sounded, and then he felt a huge impact force from his chest, and his body flew out with blood.

Art roared angrily, pulling out the half-inserted golden dagger in his abdomen, inevitably bleeding out, trying to break the golden dagger, but the golden dagger was extremely hard, and the angry Art threw it into the vast woods, panting, and staring at Bacdas with red eyes.

"Oh, great Satan, what do I see? The descendant of the Golden Lion, Bacdas was injured like this? Suddenly, an exclamation sounded, and as the voice fell, a dark shadow appeared beside Bhakdas, dressed in a black robe.

"Gesfen, if you say cool things again, then it's your turn next!" Bacdas snorted.

This is, a long howl sounded, Gesfen looked up, gasped, and saw a two-meter-tall erect wolf body: "Werewolf? With incredible shock, Gesfin remembered the legends of the dark myths of the West.

Art roared and rushed over again, the terrifying speed drove the air full of violent turbulence, waving a hard fist, Gesfin's striking head was its ultimate goal, and Art, who smelled his own blood, had completely fallen into a crazy wildness, and even the last bit of reason was washed away by the wolf nature.

"Oh, damn it, is it trying to knock us into pulp?" Gesfinn exclaimed, abandoned Bacdad without righteousness, and ran away on his own, but with his thin body wrapped in black robes, how fast could he go.

"Satan is above, I didn't provoke you, why are you chasing me?" When Gesfin found out that Art was chasing him, he screamed in horror that he was not Bacdas, he was just a weak mage, and that Art could pinch him to death with one finger.

Art's claws had been raised, and Gesfin could even feel the fierce wind behind him, screaming miserably.

"Bang!"

At the critical moment, Bacdas jumped hard, knocked Art away with his body, and roared angrily: "Damn Gesfin, do you want us all to die at the hands of Art?" ”

The frightened Gosfin's head seemed to be a little unable to turn: "Art? Is he Att? Bacdas, no kidding! Seeing the werewolf stand up, he suddenly remembered that he was in danger, and quickly shut up, waving his miserable white cane, muttering something in his mouth, which seemed to contain some kind of magical power.

In order to buy time for Gustfin, Bacdas used the power of the bloodline with all his might, almost squeezing out the power of the flesh and blood, entangled with Yat, constantly dodging and attacking, instead of being as hard as he was just now, which made Buckdas feel humiliated, when did the descendants of the golden lion retreat!

Every time Art waved his arm, he had a strength of thousands of catties, which was not something that flesh and blood could resist at all, coupled with the sharp claws, if he hadn't dodged, Bacdas would have turned into meat sauce long ago.

Three minutes later, just as Bacdas was about to lose his hold under Yat's powerful attack, a voice came from Gusfin's mouth, and Bacdas retreated with the help of Yat's fist, and his body quickly retreated until he was a hundred meters away.

"Death Ripple!" The somewhat pale Gersfinn opened his mouth and spat out a few obscure syllables, waving his cane, as if pulling some kind of forbidden power.

Then I saw a gray ripple, like the devil's grin, with the wave of the cane, like ripples on the surface of the water, spreading forward in a semicircular arc.

Like a tsunami-like energy ripple, it shook out silently and quickly, and it was like hell descending everywhere it passed, and all the trees that were affected by the "crackling" instantly withered and collapsed, and the original green area became a gray hell. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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