XXXIII. The Blood of the Wolves
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Green Veil said, "Don't be brute, take out the bones in the totem, and the curse of the earth's evil will disappear." β
I turned around and slashed at the totem with a sword, which was fragile as Prus was dead, and with a thud, the totem collapsed, and at the same time, I was stabbed several times in the head by the rope hand, and blood spurted out of my body.
Among the countless bones, I saw a jawbone, which I controlled in my hands with the Shepherd's Blade.
Subsequently, all the rope hands dissolved into a filthy liquid.
The priests were still alive, but they all seemed tormented and distressed, and I went up to them and cut them apart with lightning and lightning, and their bodies dissolved in an instant when they hit the ground.
Good job! It's over.
I looked around and saw no other enemy, so I picked up the bones. It was a sacrificial item used by the Charon Corporation to replace the fish tank, and through some unbelievable technology, they used it to react with the Yukos Reactor to change the moonlight, ending the Sun King's brief catastrophe, but bringing about the demonic plague that continues to this day.
I was sluggish and sluggish, and the bones didn't make things better, they made them worse. The plague doctor could not replenish my damaged will. If I take out the Flower of the Soul, I must at least heal the wounds on my body first. At this point, I felt my hair stand on end.
There was a gun pointed at my back.
It's the werewolves.
I said, "Takahashi." β
Takahashi appeared expressionlessly, as if the chameleon had faded its camouflage, and he said, "Longinus." β
I said, "The temptation of the bounty is really not small, my bounty, and then counting the bounty of Enkidu, how much is the total?" β
Takahashi said coldly: "I'm not stupid, your bounty is worthless to me, and I will never expect the Epoch Empire to really pay the bill, they will even owe ten million gold dollars, let alone hundreds of millions?" β
"And what do you mean by that?"
Onizuka jumped down from the pipe above, gritted his teeth, and said, "Because you are the Black Nightmare, the Black Nightmare that killed our people!" β
It occurred to me that there was indeed such a thing, that the werewolf hunter named Yongshui was chasing the Black Nightmare, and that I was on my way to find Soles, and that the Black Nightmare had been passed on to me by the web of madness.
I exclaimed, "This is a complete misunderstanding!" I can explain! β
Onizuka fired a shot at me, right in the chest, I was so weak that it knocked me down.
Oops, they wouldn't want to kill me on the spot, wouldn't they have imagined that my dignified Black Coffin Sword Saint would end up like this? Could it be that the author wants to finish....
The people in the crazy net were not panicked, as if these were all expected by them, and my heart widened, and I fell into a deep sleep.
....
In the middle of the night, I looked up and saw the leaves swaying overhead. Through the leaves, you can see the stars in the sky like the Milky Way.
My head was close to the ground, I could smell the earth, grass and flowers on the ground, and my sense of smell and hearing was so sharp that I could see everything clearly in the dark. I took a step and started running.
I'm a wolf, to be exact, in my memories of the sea monster, the sea monster is a wolf, or rather a werewolf.
The wolves I was traveling with were running in wolf form, a pack of very large wolves, more than two meters long.
We were on our way to the temple.
My forefoot was lame, and it didn't stop me from running, but I couldn't run fast. The shaman of the clan said that this is a curse, and I am destined to be unable to get rid of it in my life, and even the blood of werewolves cannot be cured.
A wolf beside me approached with a low growl and said, "Sea monster, keep up, the wolves are going to speed up." β
The KrakenβIβwhimpered.
The wolves began to gallop, which gave the whole run a majestic momentum, as if we were like a flood and not just ten.
I tried to keep up with them, for wolves don't wait for slow lone wolves, and if I was too weak, weaker than old wolves, I would be abandoned, and in the current situation, it was too dangerous.
They ran faster and faster without mercy, as if on purpose, and I wailed in despair that this was not something that could be compensated for by willpower, but a congenital deficiency, and they should not have asked me to be like them.
But they made a mistake and did not have wolves to keep watch in front.
Suddenly, a group of blood-red figures leaped down the hillside and charged into our flank, and I saw Wind Fury being pounced on by the red figure, and Bear's Tooth being knocked over by two enemies.
The head wolf shouted, "It's a servant of the Smitz Bloodline!" Counterattack! β
The war with the Smitz Bloodline has been going on for years, and we should have expected an ambush on the way, but the head wolf is too arrogant for him to be defenseless.
We stopped running and turned to fight, some blood ghouls, warriors carefully bred by the Smitz Bloodline. They are strong, bloodthirsty, and numerous, with minions capable of tearing through the hard skin of werewolves, and injuries that even werewolves cannot easily heal.
We took on werewolf form, tearing these monsters apart with our claws and teeth. Their numbers are endless, and they are constantly pounced on us from the grass and woods.
Several of them stared at me, two in front and two in the back, and the two in front of me lunged violently, and I forced them back with my claws, but the two behind pounced on my back and frantically tore at my flesh, and I was screaming, but I couldn't hear my own screams, and then I fell to the ground.
I heard Blossom shouting, "Save the sea monster!" β
Wolf: "Let him go!" β
Let him go? Yes, I am a crippled werewolf, a cursed one abandoned by the wolf mother, and from the moment I was born, I was a burden to the whole race.
The pain in my back pierced my heart like a needle.
I saw a ray of sunlight and my mother smiled at me and said, "Sea monster, you have to be strong, your mother will not give up on you." β
The scent of flowers on her body reached my nose.
I opened my eyes and rolled on the ground with all my strength, biting the bloody ghoul's head in one bite and cawing another with another claw. The other two tried to grab my feet, but my lame foot shrank and it scratched into the air, and then I took off its head with the intact foot.
The rest of the one bit my trachea, and I stabbed it several times with my claws, tearing it apart.
I was lying on the ground, blood pouring out. My companions also kept falling in the bitter battle.
Suddenly, a different kind of wolf howl was heard, and I saw some ghostly wolf form rush into the formation, scatter the blood ghouls, and save us.
It's the bloodlines of Ganger, they're our allies. They are also good at changing shapes, especially turning into human wolves, and in appearance, they are no different from us. But I could feel that their blood was cold, and they were more like corpses in werewolf fur.
After the battle, not a single werewolf was killed, and our vitality was extremely tenacious. The head wolf found the leader of the Ganger blood clan and smiled, "Zige, thanks to you. β
A smile appeared on Zigger's cold face, but it was quickly replaced by sorrow, and he said, "I heard that the Smitz Bloodline has taken over the temple. β
The head wolf hurriedly said: "What? How do they know where the temple is? β
Ziggy said, "The wizards among them have the help of demons. β
With a fierce expression, the wolf said, "We must take the temple back." β
"It's not easy," Ziggy said. β
Smitz's blood came to the American continent with European colonists, and we werewolves have been living here for many years, settling here with our ancestors of the Indians. These Smitz bloodlines have been at odds with us for generations, and now, after they discovered the New World, a bloody war with us has begun.
The Smitz Bloods are extremely cunning, using human guns to slaughter the natives, and we use our great physical strength to help the natives deal with the colonists. As the war escalated, the Smitz bloodlines threw their proud lethal weapon, the Blood Ghoul, into the fray in too many of them, putting us at a great disadvantage.
Thankfully, Ganger's Bloodline decided to help us, which greatly eased the situation.
Our people guard the temple, and the totem of the Mother of Wolves in the temple is very important to us, it is the totem of our spirit, and through its offerings, the warriors of our race become stronger. Ganger thinks that the wolf mother is the ancestor of their family, Ainoia, but we only call her "wolf mother".
I always think that the two sides are not talking about the same person, and in terms of historical details, there are significant differences between the Mother of Wolves and Ainoa, but now is the time to seek common ground while reserving differences, and besides, the Ganger Bloodline and us werewolves generally consider each other brothers, even if they are dead, we are the living.
The head wolf exclaimed, "What the hell are they trying to do?" Blasphemy against our God? Destroy our spirits? That just makes us angry and makes our blood boil. We vow to wipe out every Smitz Bloodline! β
Ziggy: "Smitz is proficient in witchcraft, and they are looking for an artifact that will gather powerful beliefs and bind demons to it, and I think the totem of the Mother Wolf is the one they chose. β
The first wolf said, "They must not be allowed to succeed." β
Ziggy: "Indeed, so it has to be as soon as possible. β
The witch doctor in the clan did not treat my wounds, and Fanhua said, "Why? The Kraken also fought valiantly, and he single-handedly killed four Blood Ghouls. β
The head wolf said, "There is no time, he stays, and the rest of us go to support the temple!" β
Prosperity sighed and turned back to me, "Sea monster, I'm sorry, be careful, I don't think there will be any more blood ghouls here." β
I said, "I met my mother." β
Prosperous was stunned: "But you... Your mother died when you were born, and you can't possibly see her. β
The clansmen always speak straightforwardly, which makes the sea monster start to cry, and the male werewolf of the clan sneers, "What are you crying about? "Don't be a coward, sea monster, you're crippled enough." "The weepers will be expelled at the next convention."
I said, "I did, I remember my mother!" β
No one listened to me, they were gone.