Scarlet Moon.

Pitch black clouds.

One person sits alone in the sky.

Thousands of bats hovered around like guards.

"Interesting."

The person in front of me is the man who had a relationship with Mo Ninglong, and even said things like this with me forever.

There is no need to guess at the moment of posture.

He is naturally a creature from another world, belonging to a group called the Blood Essence Race.

There's too much blood here.

And it's all fresh and immature blood, which is why he was attracted to this place.

Looking at the technique that appeared in the air, he frowned slightly.

"Looks like I'm looking away."

It was possible to unleash such a powerful technique in this world.

How, exactly?

As a blood spirit, he is not proficient in magic, but he is by no means a novice.

The low content of elves in the present world is terrifying, and it is simply not enough to support such a technique.

Other words.

"Is it possible to use the mana stored inside the body to achieve the release requirements?"

How strong is it to be able to release such a technique?

Can't see through.

He really couldn't see through Mo Ninglong.

I can't see any magic.

It's not just him who can't see through, but the werewolves of the demon beast species can't understand it either.

An opponent who can unleash such a huge technique would be so ...... Weak.

Mo Ninglong always maintained a high speed of movement, which was the only way not to be attacked by the other party.

At the same time, he also had to pay attention to the perception of the werewolf in front of him similar to precognition.

I was caught before because I was defenseless.

The two are at a delicate impasse.

The werewolf strength is indeed superior to Mo Ninglong, but it is only in strength.

Whether it is agility or reaction, Mo Ninglong is faster than the other party.

As a result, Mo Ninglong continued to use his speed advantage to attack the werewolf, and the werewolf was forced to dodge because he couldn't catch it.

The two also knew that the stalemate would not last long.

Mo Ninglong's speed was slowing down.

Blood spoilage doesn't last long.

Werewolves aren't in good shape either.

Because of the thinness of the elves, he was a little "hypoxic"

This is also the only weakness of otherworldly creatures when they reach this world.

Whether it's the release of magic or the strengthening of the flesh, they have to absorb a large number of elves.

The magic has already been explained, so I won't repeat it.

Werewolves are clearly a physically tough race.

Eating alone can't feed such a strong body, and the energy provided by the digestive system can't keep up at all.

Although the magic adaptation is zero, the elves are still absorbed by the skin, thus gaining the power to move the body.

In fact, the werewolf in front of him is really weak in the other world.

Because it is powerful, it is limited to the elves, and it is impossible to survive in this world.

Otherwise, there are still human beings?

You can understand it as the suppression of the world.

Of course, Mo Ninglong is not among them.

As long as there is a point of existence, world suppression is a joke.

It's just that......

There aren't many existential values.

Arguably.

Not enough at all.

"Flawed!"

When Mo Ninglong was planning for this bloody closure, he was immediately noticed by the other party for a very short period of distraction.

How could such an opportunity be missed?

The claws the size of the werewolf's manhole cover rolled up a terrible whistling sound and slapped at Mo Ninglong fiercely.

This palm did not leave any mercy.

Beauty is indeed rare.

But for werewolves, life is even more important.

Can't hide!

Mo Ninglong seemed to see the golden shadow's kick reappearing.

This feeling of powerlessness!

Golden Shadow: "Promise me that you will always be a woman, and the demon beast species in front of you is just a mess." ”

"I really won't forget to turn me into a mother until I die."

Mo Ninglong spit out the groove and took the palm stiffly.

It's absolutely impossible to keep a sister paper forever!

"Bang"

The sound exploded.

Mo Ninglong was slapped away and knocked down a large area of woods.

The ground was plowed into a deep ravine nearly 100 meters long.

The werewolf stood in front of the ravine, looking at Mo Ninglong, who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Touch-up is important.

Thinking of this, the werewolf immediately showed his fangs and rushed towards Mo Ninglong.

Scold~

The corners of Mo Ninglong's mouth raised slightly.

【Blood Corruption】

The closed Blood Corruption turned on again, one black and one white, with two knives in his hands, just as he had done against the Golden Shadow.

A double-edged strangulation stance that targets the opponent's head.

The pact of white, the oath of black.

Remember.

Two sharp blades that are entirely embodied by the value of existence.

Re-summoning does not require the cost of presence.

In the face of the sudden appearance of the blades, the werewolf's whole body hair was upside down, and the strong sense of crisis made him immediately stop, choosing to dodge the two knives instead of resisting.

"Forced to stop, your health is not good, right?"

Mo Ninglong was not depressed when he slashed the air with two knives, holding the knife and looking at the other party with a vigilant look.

The werewolf smiled noncommittally.

"I don't know what kind of ability you have, but it hurts your body to expand continuously."

Mo Ninglong was silent.

I thought I could hide it from the other party.

The unhealthy red color of the body surface has exposed him.

After many consecutive blood failures and not getting a good rest, his body has indeed reached a critical state.

Werewolves are very confident in their perceptions.

Slowly walked towards Mo Ninglong, but Mo Ninglong showed no signs of moving.

Can't move at all.

The blood vessels and meridians of the whole body are extremely tired, and the slightest movement is accompanied by the pain of muscle tearing.

The elven corridor is even more uncomfortable with the clash of magic.

Now Mo Ninglong just wants to find someone to take a good look at his tail and reduce the discomfort of this magic conflict.

"Stop!"

A lot of special police suddenly jumped out of the dense forest, and it was the dragon's head with a broken arm that spoke.

The werewolf saw the black muzzle of the gun and smiled disdainfully: "Just these water guns? ”

"Water guns?"

The dragon head looked at the rifle in the hand of the SWAT and smiled slightly.

Voles jump out of the jungle, crouch, hold an RPG to aim, fire.

The action is done in one go.

The dragon's smile also became hideous at this time: "I don't know what kind of monster you are, but I will personally send you to the dissection table!" ”

Seeing the arrival of the special police, Mo Ninglong sat on the ground with a soft body.

Immediately, special police officers rushed to help him.

Unexpectedly, a SWAT officer accidentally touched his tail.

The crisp numbness of the electric shock, the comfortable Mo Ninglong suddenly moaned comfortably.

The werewolf who could have avoided the RPG was immediately hooked by this voice.

The shell smudged his face.

Mo Ninglong, who had already protected his tail, looked at the werewolf who was **, and shook his head in disappointment.

"It's useless, this strength can't kill him."

It's true that you can't die.

But the phase break is enough.

After the flames were extinguished, the werewolf's lush wolf hair was burned to the ground, and his face became hideous due to the large exposed bones.

The dragon head frowned: "One shot can't work?" ”

A row of SWAT officers unfurled, each carrying an RPG.

Mo Ninglong: "......"

What the hell, this is the firepower that SWAT should have?

I'm afraid it's not a regular army.