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A low, fierce voice rang out: "You know, you can't trap a beast!" ”

A metal claw slashed across the wall, and a, no, a giant wolf jumped out from behind, gray hair, two alchemical devices behind it, claws made entirely of mechanical devices, its name was Warwick, the man-loving beast of the shadows of Zaun.

"No, no," on the opposite side of Warwick was a gang member with his left arm modified, and he saw Warwick turn his head in fright and wanted to run, but only heard Warwick say, "You, think, you, can you run away?" ”

Blood splattered, and the head split.

……

Warwick licked the blood from his paws, the blood red in the alchemy container on his body had turned green back, and he himself had calmed down, or rather, 'calmed'.

Warwick turned around and crawled in the direction of his lair, and after it passed through a dirty tunnel, he smelled a certain smell that was different from blood, so he didn't become manic, he knew what it was, what kind of human stuff it was.

It was alchemical venom, and the chemical fluid inside his body was made by one man—Sinjid, the man who made him what he was.

Warwick's body swelled up with a fierce emotion completely different from the previous bloodthirsty, his two mechanical metal claws became as bright as magma as if they were about to melt, and his two claws left a scratch in the tunnel before running out.

The mechanism behind Warwick's body made a dull clang, and he knew it would tell his enemies in advance of his existence, but he didn't care, or rather, he was going to make that guy's death clear.

Soon, its eyes saw the most obvious bottles and cans, bottles and cans of green liquid. Sinjid also saw the 'beast' that was thinking about him, but he did not move, but calmly stared at the alchemical masterpiece he had made himself.

He wasn't alone, Warwick found that across from Sinjid, there were still a few people standing, a few people he remembered clearly, but now he only had Sinjid in his eyes, and he wanted to tear his body to shreds with the mechanical metal claws that this guy had attached to himself, and wanted to gnaw at his corpse with the sharp teeth in his mouth, and pour all the liquid he carried into his own mouth, Warwick thought, kill, kill, kill! Kill this alchemist in front of you.

"Ah~!! Roar~!!! ”

He began to run wildly, his emotions intense, and the liquid in the tubes on the surface of his body began to change color, green to crimson blood. Warwick jumped up hundreds of meters away, with one paw in front and one behind, and pounced on Sinjid, who was still watching him calmly.

A blue-glowing dart flew over, knocking Warwick's body two meters to the right, and he threw himself into the air, crashing headfirst into a pile of discarded mechanical param.

Warwick stood up, turned his head, and said to the person who had just stopped him, "You, who have three arms but not a single claw, dare to stand in my way?" ”

Victor walked up to Sinjid and said to the werewolf, "You need to evolve, otherwise, guess what I'm in front of, it's not worth mentioning." ”

"Shhh Warwick grinned, as if mocking, "You guys, just turn around and run when you see me, you're just a mechanical ......"