"For Gilney, for Lordaeron! Offensive! ”

"Save the King!"

On horseback, Ares roared with his sword. Green light flashed, and in front of the Ash Bringer, the cursed blood-toothed werewolves were fell, or knocked down by their horses, or their arms and heads cut off by the green greatsword. Blood and viscera flow.

In the twilight, the werewolf alliance led by Ares and Crolley was like a sharp sword, killing into the black crowd of blood-toothed werewolves.

Silver armor, blood-colored banners, and the men of the Scarlet Crusaders, as if they had returned to the days of the Knights of the Silver Hand, they followed closely behind Ares and fought bloodily.

Armed with two large swords, Drum's spun wildly through the crowd, flesh flying in front of him.

Gianna summoned a storm of lightning bolts, and brilliant lightning slammed across the sky and smashed straight into the army of bloodtooth werewolves on the ground.

The Five Fireballs summoned the Flame Storm, the Dragon's Breath Technique, and the Flame Explosion Technique, turning the blood-fanged werewolves in front of them into active flame bombs. Exploding flesh flew in all directions, and the warriors stepped on the charred corpses.

Crowley and Liam led the Gilneth werewolves into the battlefield from one side, the druids from the other, and a hundred giant bear druids were like bulldozers on the battlefield, the claws of the blood-toothed werewolves could not even tear their flesh apart, and the giant bear's big palms smashed their bodies and cheeks.

The roar and bite of the beast resounded, and the battlefield of the monster ......

Riding heavily armed warhorses and holding the fallen Ash Bringer, Ares galloped all the way, and the blood-toothed werewolves dodged along the way, and even one or two blood-toothed werewolves who dared to pounce were cut off by the fallen greatsword, and the headless corpses fell one after another behind Ares.

In the chaotic battlefield, Jean finally saw clearly that the knight on horseback and holding a green giant sword was none other than the Scarlet Lord who had been despised by him before, and even mocked with words-Ares. Mowglian.

"Hold on! Jean! ”

On the blood-soaked battlefield, Ares didn't have time to call Jean by his name, but shouted and asked the seventy-year-old man to hold on and be there soon.

Finally, rushing in front of Jean, the front hooves of the war horse were raised high, like a proud warrior, Ares jumped off the horse, grasped the giant sword, and swept out a large semicircular arc, and the arms and heads of the four or five blood-toothed werewolves around them were immediately cut off, and the evil green fire burned on them, making a rattling sound.

"In the past, I always judged a person by my own experience, and now, I have to say, I was wrong, Ares......"

In the middle of Jean's words, Ares stabbed another sword, the blade of which stabbed a few centimeters above his shoulder, piercing the blood-toothed werewolf behind the old king. The blade tore through the bloodtooth werewolf's mouth and nose, leaving scarlet blood in its wake, and when it was pulled out, a cloud of warm blood splattered on Ares' face. It also splashed on Jean's back.

"We're late."

Dealing with the werewolf behind him, Ares gasped.

"No, you came at a better time. Gilneth owes you a debt forever, Ares. ”

"It's not a favor owed to me, it's a debt owed to your son, Liam."

As Ares spoke, a beast more than two meters tall rushed out from behind him, and he bit the throat of a blood-toothed werewolf with one head, and his face was covered in blood. The scarlet wolf's head poked out and stared straight at Jean.

Jean hurriedly raised his pistol and aimed it at it.

"Your Majesty, he is your son."

Only then did Ares speak slowly.

"No, it can't ......"

Jean was stunned, and he looked at Ares, and then at the werewolf. Indeed, he bears some resemblance to Liam, who he had seen when he was infected with the Werewolf Curse, but the werewolf in front of him ......

"Father."

The gray-haired werewolf whispered.

His voice was low, but so familiar that Jean would never forget. He had lived with his son for more than thirty years, and it was a familiar calling.

Another blood-toothed werewolf rushed from the side, and was leveled by Ares's greatsword, and a sword pierced his throat, and then, the greatsword cruelly slashed down, slicing the entire throat of the blood-toothed werewolf, and black blood splashed Ares's body.

"Father, you have to accept the reality that for every five Gilneys, there is a werewolf, they are all powerful warriors, they are eager to be cared for and affirmed, they are eager to gather under your banner again to fight for Gilneys, Father, you must lead them! They are the people of Gilneth! ”

Liam walked up to Jean and said earnestly. His appearance has changed dramatically, but his voice is still the same as before. Werewolf, the heart of the wolf!

"Father, after this battle is over, I will let you see me turn back into human form, but for now, please lead them and slay our enemies."

Liam said, his tone becoming more urgent. Another blood-toothed werewolf pounced, and he pierced the eye with his sharp claws, and blood flowed out of the blood-toothed werewolf's eye socket.

"Gilneth werewolves, now, unite and fight back!"

The next moment, I saw Jean roar, a majestic voice came from the depths of his throat, the battle flag was raised high, the eagle swept across the sky, and under the rainstorm, all the Gilneth werewolves broke out with the most terrifying howl.

"For the king!"

In the next second, the Gilneth soldiers who were fighting with the blood-toothed werewolf turned into werewolf form one by one. Their king recognized them, and they could finally take off their disguised masks and shed their blood for their kingdom.

The three armies converged on the high ground and joined forces with the Gilneys army to launch the most violent counteroffensive.

In the bloody battle, the blood-toothed werewolf fought and retreated, and the corpses of the blood-tooth werewolf around the five fireballs were almost piled up in a circle, and a strong smell of burning wafted in the air.

Twilight Harbor, the tide of darkness can be seen receding, and the coalition forces have retaken the high ground and occupied the harbor. Dead blood-toothed werewolves paved every inch of land from the forest to the port.

As night fell, countless Gilnesians stabbed their swords into the corpses of the dead blood-fanged werewolves to make sure they were truly dead. The smell of blood filled the air that could not be dissipated.

"Gilneth, victory!"

Covered in blood and sweat, Jean's vigorous body stood in the pile of corpses of the blood-toothed werewolf, raising his sword and roaring.

The audience responded enthusiastically, and countless wolf howls resounded through the night sky......