The wagon, which had been bumpy due to the ravages of werewolves and vampires, has been resurrected by the unusually industrious werewolves in the past three days. Now, the dirty, old, broken truck is heading south on Route 27.

The vampire holding the steering wheel looked at the werewolf suspiciously, although he was happy that he didn't have to go on a diet, but the werewolf was a little too calm now. The lowest part of the sun is already only a line away from the western horizon, and it won't be long before the night will close over the patton, and in the east, surrounded by stars, the full moon will become the protagonist of the sky.

At this time of the day, werewolves would always be extremely irritable, and most of the time, hungry vampires would not send him.

The truck steered on the border of Barton City, and the truck continued on roadless land, stopping with trees around it making it impossible to re-enter. Zach watched as Benjamin jumped out of the car, neatly undressed and thrown back into the car, disappearing into the shadows of the trees before the sun had fully set.

Zach faltered and retreated to Route 27 to the Grand House.

Benjamin's running at this point had no goal, the soft dirt, broken twigs, and yellow leaves were trampled on by the soles of the werewolves. Beyond the thick trunk, the werewolf's body was covered with a layer of brown and yellow fluff, and the legs continued to kick back, and the strong forebody leaned forward, and the fluff-covered arms pressed against the ground, and flicked backwards like the forelimbs of a wild beast. Werewolves are faster.

The light was dimming, and when the sun finally sank below the horizon, the running werewolf seemed to leap into a low depression, its body drowning in a moment of darkness.

As the world adjusts to the night dominated by the full moon, deep in the woods on the southern border of Barton, a 'wolf' covered in black and brown hair leaps out of the darkness and bathes in the moonlight that seeps through the shade of the trees.

It raised its jaw and looked at the full moon in the sky, its hair swaying in the breeze. It waited quietly, waiting for the full moon gazing at the earth to tell it something.

Benjamin always refused to talk to it, so it had to ask questions of the distant stars.

A low hum from the depths of its throat emanated from the alpha's mouth, the full moon in its eyes squeezed into a line by its constricted pupils, its brown fur standing up slightly, no longer plucked by the air current, and the sharp fangs of its grinning lips made a life in the woods shudder and silence.

In the dead silence, the sound of the beast running sounded in the woods, and Alpha was running, unlike Benjamin's aimlessness, Alpha seemed to know exactly where he was going!

The main entrance of the Grand House glowed blue in the moonlight, silent and serene. A lime-like white line sticks to the porch, skirting the corner of the building and enclosing the entire Grand House. The faint light and shadow form a 'wall' to keep a qiē evil thing out.

Including the vampire Zack.

Zach pulled up the van in the backyard, took off his coat, folded it, and put it in the car. He pushed the door open and looked up to the second floor of Grande, where the banshee Alice was standing by the window with Hank Sr. and Louise, looking out into the backyard.

Papa Midnight chose to attack while the werewolves were leaving.

"You!!"

Rivench, who is no different from a normal person, glared at Zach when he appeared, with anger and hatred in his eyes!

Zach put one hand on Ian's shoulder, who was about to attack, unbuttoned his shirt with the other, and ignored Rivench at all, instead looking at the walking corpses standing behind him.

"Papa Midnight, would you like to have a chat first, or should we all save some time and do it quickly?" Zach asked the walking corpses.

The ignored Rivench was just about to step forward, but his shoulder was held down by a rotten, withered hand. Stiff and stiff facial muscles still completed the smile expression, and Papa's midnight 'walkie-talkie' crossed Rivench's body and looked at the vampire with his sleeves rolled up, "Let's talk first." ”

There seemed to be a false disappointment on Zach's face, as if he had rolled up his sleeves and the other person said, 'Let's be friends.'

Zach looked at the gloomy faces of the Tempest, where the two Indians stood, where Ryan was buried, and his eyes were fixed on their former eldest son.

Zach nodded at the two of them, pressed Ian, whose eyes were already red, and walked away from the Wind family, Rivench's walking corpse was very cooperative, breaking away from Rivench's back, and moving aside while keeping a distance from the vampire.

Great Dane Gold's eyes strangely parted, and finally seemed to receive Zack's instructions and stayed with the Tempests.

"What do you want to talk about, Papa Midnight. Zach waved his hand casually and said.

"Will you give me Ian Anthony?" the walking corpse asked casually.

"Of course not. Zach raised the corners of his mouth, not knowing what he was laughing at.

"We should probably ask him for his opinion. "The Walking Dead mentions.

"He's too young to make any decisions......" Zach stopped as Ian, who was holding him up, stopped and turned his head sideways.

The smile on Zach's face disappeared and he looked down at the 'child' he had lost thirteen years with his head down.

"Look, he doesn't seem to be ......."

One of the vampire Zack's fingers stood in the air, and he didn't look at the walking corpse, but only used his sharp fingertips to indicate that he was not in the mood to talk to the other person right now.

Family conflicts seem to have erupted on the Wind's side, and the fierce quarrels contrast with the silence on this side. Zach didn't speak, he was waiting for Ian to speak. Feeling that something is going to happen is not the same thing as hearing it with your own ears.

"I want to stay here and fight for you. Ian looked up and looked into the vampire's eyes, "I love being taught by you, I love being the only 'Toredo' with you, and I love this 'Grande'." ”

When Benjamin temporarily replaced Zach as Grande's master, the two vampires in the basement had already told each other all the stories of the past, and then the only time left was to look to the future. But this part, usually only Zach is speaking alone, and Ian is listening.

So, now it's time for 'you're all good, but'.

"But you still don't want to stay. Zach just followed Ian's words.

"Ann doesn't want me here. Ian's eyes flickered, "He's my brother, I know him." Thirteen years ago, he was for his troops. Now, he will be for the sake of his citizens. Not a single qiē has changed. ”

Zach was silent.

"I know that I have never been the descendant you have in mind, I have always been Ann. I'm stubborn and impulsive, and I wouldn't be here if Ann hadn't begged you. ”

"Everybody changes. Zach frowned, trying to find a weakness in Ian's words as a basis for his own counterattack.

Ian seemed to smile wryly, frowning and saying something completely irrelevant, "I'm surprised that Ann is getting old." Ian's eyes closed, and when he opened them again, "You've all changed, but it's to each other, not me." Ian's eyes became stern: "I will never be able to keep up with your changes! One day, you will find that I will not be the 'child' you want me to be, and when Ann banishes me again, you will not be twisting his will." ”

Zach sighed, his position blocked. As he breathed slowly, the vampire's eyes turned cold and hard, "Have you made up your mind?"

"I'll be a good soldier! I'll be outside the Federation......" Ian tried to explain something, Zach was still his 'father', and if Zach became harsh, he would still be desperate to justify himself like a child.

Zach didn't listen to Ian anymore and turned to walk towards the Tempests. He tried, failed, and didn't have to dwell on it anymore.

Sbella pulled out a doll from under her cloak, the woman's mouth slightly open and slowly exhaled, and the knife-cut finger dripped a drop of blood onto the wooden figure. Corden, who was on the side, also smeared the blood on his fingers on the doll.

Rivench's face was cloudy, his chest heaving violently from the argument he had just had, and from where he stood, he had not succeeded in making the wind flinch and give way to Ryan's 'burial' ground. He stared at the movements of the two men, the wooden man's head was removed, revealing the hollow body inside, and Sibella took out a box and opened it.

"What's that!What are you doing?!" Revenci yelled vigilantly.

"Don't you remember?" said Sbella's face with sadness and anger, "This is your tooth that fell out of a fight with your neighbor when you were twelve." ”

Sbella seems to have fallen into some kind of memory, but Rivench has no intention of reminiscing with his mother, what he cares about is that blood, objects, and forms have been mastered by wizards!

"What do you want to do!" Rivench roared, almost gritting his teeth.

"I don't want my bloodline to be someone else's slave. Silkbella didn't look at Rivench again, and reattached the wooden man's head to his mouth, his lips squirming.

On the wooden man stained with the blood of the Wind Couple, the red incantation suddenly extended from the crimson, and bent in the air like a chain! As if there was a real sound of chains colliding with each other, the chains that were derived from the wooden man in Sibella's hand rushed like arrows towards Rivenqi not far away!

Bang Bang!

The crimson chain that tugged between the two of them was unusually cold and terrifying in the night, and the moment the chains were entangled and bound to Rivenqi, the crimson suddenly brightened up and disappeared!

Spell done!

"With my words, with my wishes!"

Then, with her eyes widened, she ripped off the wooden man's left arm.

"Ahh

Rivench's howl tore through the night sky!

Sibella's logic was very simple, without giving the Dead Apostle a chance to use his other arm, he directly ripped it off, and Papa's Midnight's Dead Apostle Witchcraft and Silk Bella's Witchcraft overlapped on Rivench's body, completely abolishing his left arm.

Zach frowned and stood behind the Windwinds, escorting Kim as if he were a stranger to Ian, who had already walked into the group of walking dead.

The reason Zach frowned was that Sbella was not crisp. She still wanted to use 'persuasion' to free the Dead Apostles' pact and free Rivench's soul from Papa's Midnight's control.

Sibella's eyes were focused, her hands fiddled with the doll, and the right hand of the doll pulled out the dagger at her waist.

Rivench's right arm did something against the will of its master, it groped around its waist, grabbed the hunter's dagger, pulled it out, flipped its fingers nimbly, and pointed the tip of the knife at itself!

"Stab down!" Sbella yelled at the doll, and in the woman's characteristic shrill whistle, her withered fingers pressed the doll's right hand and stabbed it into the wooden left chest!

Burst!

The sound of blades entering flesh erupted through Rivench's body.

The first pass of x has been completed!Sbella's fingers fluttered, and the bent puppet arm was removed, and the delicately carved wrist was turned in one direction, and the other stroke of X!

The bones of the Great Dane suddenly staggered and wriggled, the skin and muscles of the whole body quickly changed, the shape-changing person whose real name was 'Shougong' bounced up like a vermilion wall snake, and Corden's body was wrapped around its thick tail and retreated sharply to one side!

The vampire's eyes were occupied by red, and he couldn't retract his sharp fingertips, grabbed Sbella's shoulders and stepped back violently!

Blood, triggering the curse under the full moon, a new alpha is born.