A round moon slowly leaps over the top of the mountain, and the dark clouds lift its veil of mystery.

The sudden rainstorm still did not mean to stop, but became heavier and heavier.

In the valley, the shadows of the black trees swayed in the storm, and the howls of wolves echoed in the mountains.

Because of the psychic presence among the werewolves, Lupos could vaguely see what the people who were guarding the vicinity could see.

A terrible wail sounded not far away, and a picture immediately appeared in Lupos's mind: the figures in the firelight were endless, and the scene was chaotic. The bodies of the clansmen were shrouded in a powerful web of intertwined firepower that came from nowhere.

Several figures dressed in gorgeous costumes and black clothes with dark gold lines suddenly fell from the sky.

These figures with strange bodies and incomparably powerful means used their own skills to deal the final blow to those wailing werewolves immediately after the invasion of the fire net.

A few seconds later, the mountain wind fanned the torrential rain and washed over the figures in gorgeous costumes. The occasional lightning that cut through the sky reflected the faces of these people, bloody, handsome faces with cold smiles.

The corners of their mouths show thin fangs, which are different from those of humans.

The werewolf behind him screamed in the silver light, and red blood mist flew all over the sky. Their bodies were mercilessly slashed, shattering into several pieces in an instant, and blood sprayed into the air.

Those people are bodies that have been deprived of regenerative functions by silver bromide warheads.

And those "Bloodline" killers with beautiful bodies and handsome faces are like sharp weapons in themselves, which are specially used to deal with the steely bodies of werewolves.

The half-moon-shaped weapon in their hands was a blade made of alloy tempered with silver bromine.

This kind of steel blade can easily tear through a 5-centimeter thick steel plate, and it is obviously not a problem to deal with the flesh and blood of werewolves.

"These bastard pussies!"

Seeing the tragic death of his people, Lupos gritted his teeth with a cold light, and he couldn't wait to rush out the next moment.

But he quickly resisted the bloodthirsty urge. As a creature that has lived for nearly 10 centuries, it makes sense that he could be the leader of the surviving werewolves.

At the moment of transformation into wolves, most of the people will be emotionally dominated by bloodthirsty rage.

When transforming, most werewolves' sanity will disappear little by little, just like fainting, and the outer brain of the brain is closed.

Only the inner brain, the part that controls hormone secretion and primordial instincts, is functioning, so it loses its mind.

It's like the energy of the tidal waves, which control the instincts of the werewolf creatures at this time.

Lupos is one of the few "werewolves" who can learn to control their desire to kill at this time. It is not immediately annihilated by primitive impulses that reason is annihilated.

Because, a part of the human genes are fused into his body, which are the genes of the humans who woke the "werewolves" from their slumber.

"Hmm...... Very good. A faint voice came.

It was the young man beside him who spoke.

"If you go out now, you'll end no better than your kind."

Lupos turned his head suddenly, his eyes glowing with a turquoise glow, and after glancing at the young man, a huge claw slammed into the ground.

The giant claw lifted, and he puffed up his chest and howled long at a bright moon, leaving five fingers deep paw prints on the ground.

"You said that...... Help me and my people! ”

"You figure it out, how to help, it's not up to you to decide. Moreover, now is not the time. The young man's grim face glanced back at him.

"This is our contract!"

"Contract? Oh, what, did you forget? I've increased the contract by an unknown number of times, and I've returned it to you. ”

The young man said slowly in a calm tone.

"Y-What did you say?" He was stunned.

Lupos suddenly thought that the tooth that had been engraved with the "blood contract" and wrapped in blue light was now in his mouth, intact.

He did give it back to himself.

What is the purpose of this young man?

Fortunately, the bloodthirsty impulse had not immediately overwhelmed his reason and thinking.

But at this time, Lupos was puzzled.

Yes, the "blood pact" did not come into effect.

Then, the surging power in his body can only show one thing, the subject of the contract is not the other party......

A terrible thought crossed Lupos's mind, and he vaguely remembered another thing: in ancient times, before the "natives of the Cold Plains" were called "werewolves", their ancestors had a strange prophecy.

In it, it not only tells the origin of the "cold plain aborigines", but also the origin of the birth of those creatures called "blood clan".

That is, they are two races, both of whom have made a pact with the demon at some point, and have been imprisoned under the pact forever.

"You, ...... you?"

The young man shook his head, looking absent-minded, and said, "Heh—you mean to say that I'm like the legendary demon?" ”

Lupos shuddered, and the words came to his lips and pressed down again.

The thought in his heart was actually said by this young man.

He had no scruples, and resolutely said, "Okay! It doesn't matter who you are. Or, whether it's a demon or not, you have to fulfill your promises. ”

"Of course."

"Then why don't you go out and fight those 'Bloods'? Let the 'Bloods' kill my people? Lupos's heart was inexplicably agitated.

"Since it's a contract, then I naturally have my own approach. Go, summon your people back first. ”

"What do you say? Do you want us to give up our resistance! ”

"Huh—your resistance? It's just a few more deaths. ”

"You!"

"If you don't want to be completely wiped out, just do as I say."

"Then what do you mean ......" Lupos looked up.

"Alright, stop talking nonsense."

When the young man spoke, there was still a faint smile on his face.

He also saw that there was still a sense of anger in the young man's eyes.

Strong enemies pressed the realm, he didn't look like he saw a strong opponent, but like a hunter about to go out, seeing a perfect prey, or a big meal.

At the moment, he did not understand the young man's thoughts at all.

……

The melodious sound of the flute stopped in the vicinity of the castle.

Beneath the shadowy walls, a tall blonde woman, dressed in red and black, embellished with jewels and luxurious patterns, walked slowly to the edge of the walls.

Next to her were several slender figures dressed in dark gold, weapons dripping with werewolf blood.

She looked up at the tall walls and floated slightly. A pair of skinned wings spread out, and immediately flew up to the city.

Just a few minutes ago, she realized something was wrong. One by one, the sworn enemies retreated, and they no longer resisted.

Moreover, the sound of the wolf's howl was no longer heard.

This disappointed her a little.

"Blood!" Her mouth whispered.

Yes, blood.

She thirsted for blood, not just for her hunger and impulses, but for the queen of the far north, Queen Sodom.

This is also the reason why their "blood clan" has to take a huge risk to come here at this time.

On this planet, under the influence of certain mystical forces, they desperately need the energy of blood to nourish their bodies.

Those contracts that cannot be suppressed are at work in the body, and those humans who are usually captured can no longer satisfy the desires of the "blood clan".

They also need a more powerful source of blood, the blood of their old enemies, to nourish their thirsty throats.

Not so long ago, the human "blood packets" that were brought in were no longer able to supply blood.

Those human beings are skinny and skinny, and they have lost their usefulness.

They can only take risks and regain their blood from the bewitched human mob leader.

This is also their long-standing business - in the Northlands, human settlements and small towns, send their own men to build "food banks".

The "Blood Clan" lured and bewitched those nobles, and used the "Secret Pattern Blood Blade" society as a propaganda station for their activities, secretly promising rich and powerful nobles to give them eternal youth and immortal bodies.

This move has indeed brought countless benefits to the "blood clan", and the food is endless.

But the people of the Bloodline.

Never follow the rules set by yourself, and do whatever it takes to achieve your goals.

Not long ago, there were some cases when countless obsidian towers broke through the ground, showing faint fluctuations, and the human race showed signs of evolution.

At the same time, it also made them feel more and more restless about the powerful genes in their bodies.

Today, they want to break the old constraints with the "werewolves" and take this place in one fell swoop. For the sake of Queen Sodom's desires, at all costs.

They are natural nobles, and in ancient times, they once roamed the planet. Under their dark rule, humans and other life forms are treated as little more than slaves and domestic animals in captivity.

This also includes the "werewolves".

The innate arrogance and ruthlessness taught the "blood clan" a lesson, and they were resisted by the strong people with spiritual veins in the human race.

Those saints, cultivators, and esoteric disciples joined forces to fight back, so that the "blood clan" finally ended up almost extinct.

Since then, the Bloods have been in hiding for a while, living only in the dark underground.

Look up to the gradual prosperity of human society, and with the powerful scientific and technological strength, surpass the other species on this planet, and become the master of all things.

They hide countless secrets and wait in secret.

The moon's tidal wave energy will peak tonight, and for werewolves, it is the energy that will give them ancient powerful desires.

But the Bloods knew very well that compared to the fluctuations of those dark towers, their energy could only be said to be almost negligible.

How can the anomalous energy of the dark stars be compared to that of a small planetary companion?

Before coming to this ancient castle, the Bloods had learned that the human bandits had missed out on the town.

But it wasn't a big deal, they were more hungry for the blood of their old enemies, and the dark energy hidden in the pool of blood beneath the castle.

That's what they're all about.