What's the situation?

Yang Chen looked around in surprise.

Hundreds of wild boars weighing more than 500 catties are collectively wreaking, it will never happen, if Yang Chen can look down from the night sky, he will find countless roaring and running black shadows, with the appearance of wolves, but the size is huge like an adult brown bear, they plough the ground like knocking through the shrubs and weeds, and the slightly thinner trees are difficult to stop them, and most of them are broken hard.

The frightened vampires wanted to retreat, but it was too late, the way was cut off, and they were too involved in the fierce battle with the Arctic fox just now, and they didn't notice the roundabout outflanking of the cunning old enemy.

They quickly formed a circle facing outward, waiting for reinforcements, after all, this place was quite close to the Black Stone Castle, and there were nearly a hundred descendants of the seven major families in the castle, and the seven ancient powerhouses of the Holy Blood Council were all there.

Seeing that the other party was like a great enemy, Yang Chen's gang couldn't help but hold their breath and concentrate on vigilance, the creatures that vampires feared became more and more dangerous to them.

Automatic rifles, grenades, military stabs, and more than a dozen people gathered behind Yang Chen clenched their respective weapons, and saw clearly that black shadows jumped out of the jungle and jumped high, with shocked expressions on their faces.

Not afraid.

It's unbelievable.

A wolf as strong as a bear, never seen before.

Fortunately, these fierce creatures without exception crossed over their heads and pounced on the vampire camp, some of the vampires were pounced, and some of them threw the giant wolf out, and the scene was thrilling.

Werewolf?

Yang Chen's mind flashed with inspiration, and he didn't feel that his sudden idea was ridiculous, under the premise that vampires were alive, werewolves may not be just legends.

There is little difference in individual strength.

The side with the largest number will inevitably have the upper hand.

The vampire camp suffered continuous impact, crumbling, Watson roared, clicked and brutally tore open the upper and lower jaws of a giant wolf, kicked down the ferocious beast in front of him on the verge of death, and another giant wolf pounced upright, slashing his chest with its claws, and the strong body that was not afraid of ordinary knives and guns, facing an old enemy that has been evolving for thousands of years, there is no advantage at all.

His eyes turned scarlet, and taking advantage of the opportunity of the giant wolf's blow to him sideways, he grabbed the fur on the giant wolf's waist with both hands, lifted the huge body weighing seven hundred catties above the top, gritted his teeth and smashed into the distance.

The giant wolf was like a cannonball that shot out, breaking three towering trees in a row, and was finally blocked by a spruce that the two of them couldn't hold, and it could still stand upright and roar.

The people of the Arctic Fox were terrified, what if the giant wolves that continued to run out of the depths of the jungle pounced on them?

The faces of the crowd were solemn and contemplative.

Yang Chen was also troubled by this problem, the enemy of the enemy was not necessarily a friend.

At the same time, the vampires who were deeply encircled were even heavier and nervous, under normal circumstances, backup should have arrived, but now there was not even half a reinforcement.

If things are impermanent, they will be demons.

The twenty-odd vampires who were trapped in the beast were restless.

One and a half kilometers away on the mountainside, the black stone castle reflected in the moonlight became more and more majestic, the castle's two six-meter-high gates were closed, and the stone walls were built into the castle, and the descendants of the seven great families were waiting for it.

Their leather-gloved hands clenched their weapons, mostly silver swords, and a few men and women carried multi-barreled machine guns with grace in spite of the past, long chains of bullets dangling to the ground, silver bullets shining brightly.

Werewolves are just as afraid of silver as they are.

The leaders of the seven great families gathered at the top of the highest watchtower of the castle, and observed condescendingly, all of them with deep and powerful aura, and did not save the descendants sent out before, because they sensed that a more dangerous aura was nearby.

It's Byrne.

Vlad is familiar with this atmosphere, the battle three hundred years ago, unforgettable, the seven families won at a terrible cost, and has not been able to recover to this day.

"This wolf is too cunning!"

Olma on Vlad's right gritted her teeth, her hideous expression could not hide the anxiety in her heart, the leader of the Victor family was almost torn alive by Byrne, and it was inevitable that she would have palpitations.

"For 300 years, we have lived too comfortably and lacked a sense of crisis, so we were caught off guard tonight." The other old man was tepid, but his invisible coercion was stronger than that of the other family leaders.

Fagle.

The ancestor's bloodline is the purest bloodline, but his tolerant and gentle personality has led to the division of the unified blood clan into seven families.

When Vlad and Olma nodded in agreement, a loud landslide broke out in the small square of the castle, and a giant wolf with long golden hair broke out of the ground.

Cracked rocks tumble around.

The golden retriever giant wolf stood proudly in the center of the square, raising his head, howling at the bright moon, the strong and fierce kind kept jumping out of the tunnel mouth, and at the top of the watchtower, the seven old men finally understood why it was difficult to lock the source of the dangerous aura before, and the strong enemy they feared was originally hidden underground.

Vlad's face instantly turned ugly, Byrne dug a tunnel under his Black Stone Fort, he didn't even notice it, where was the face?

On the stone castle wall, the men and women who were waiting for the battle also saw countless giant wolves pounce on the castle, and the wolf clan attacked with a nest.

"Hit!"

In the shouting, multiple fire points were fired, and dense silver warheads tore through the night, interweaving a dazzling network of firepower, but the speed of the giant wolf was too fast and there were too many of them, and it had little effect.

The werewolf who rushed to the front jumped up more than ten meters from the fortress wall, and crossed this distance faster than lightning, and its claws, which were harder than steel and extremely sharp, embedded in the stone wall, and even kicked and grabbed, and climbed to the top of the wall in the blink of an eye.

The descendants of the Seven Great Families wielded their weapons in battle.

"I'll guard over there" Orma said and flew towards the section of the fortress wall where the melee took place, landed silently, pulled out the Western sword with a handguard at his waist, and cut through the melee area as fast as a light and shadow, when the number one powerhouse of the Victor family stopped, the seven or eight giant wolves that attacked first withered to the ground, all of them had a deadly sword hole in the heart, but the few people at the top of the watchtower did not think so.

Olma chooses to defend the fort wall, apparently trying to avoid Byrne.

"It's time for us to meet old friends who have been separated for 300 years." Fagger pounced on the small square in a mess, followed by the rest.

As the battle inside and outside the castle began, the bloody battle in the jungle had come to an end, and a giant snow-white wolf appeared, hastening the collapse of the vampire camp.

The men and women who were trapped in the beast were torn to pieces by the wolves one after another, the scene was bloody, and Rao was a tough guy of the arctic fox who walked through the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood, and couldn't help but feel sick to his stomach.

The ferocious wolves were gradually attracted by Yang Chen's group, and came over with bloody teeth, and the sixteen people behind Yang Chen were ready to fight to the death, and suddenly noticed that this group of beasts was staring at Yang Chen's arm guards, hesitating, not approaching rashly, the white giant wolf glanced at Yang Chen, who was silent, turned his head and ran towards the castle, and more than a hundred giant wolves left Yang Chen and the others behind.

"Boss, we," Long San asked with palpitations.

"Withdraw!" Yang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

[Author's digression]: After this week, the update should be a little faster, and many readers have not given up on supporting me to this day, and I am very grateful.