"Your act of saving the werewolf has increased your reputation in the werewolf camp by 300, and you have opened the reputation of the werewolf clan, do you want to join the werewolf camp immediately? Or after 24 hours, reconfirm whether to join the faction! ”

Sure enough, Xu Mo lowered his eyes, and just waved his hand to let the werewolf team speed up, and the first human village was in front of him, the smallest one located in the mountain col. When he arrived near the village, Xu Mo had already explored the defensive position of the village, called two high-level werewolves, and after a brief explanation, let the werewolves attack directly.

The werewolves ran quickly and quickly, until they reached the gate of the village, only to be discovered by the guards on the wooden wall, and the werewolves could jump to half the height of the wooden wall with one jump, and with their sharp claws on the wooden wall, they jumped again and climbed the wooden wall.

The human guarding shouted, and stabbed straight at him with a wooden spear. However, because of the small number of people, they could not form dense clusters of thorns, and the werewolves only needed to move around to get close to the guards, and then they were bitten by the throat and fell off the wooden wall with blood sprayed.

The humans in the col also discovered the attack of the werewolves, and the defeat in last night's battle had actually prepared the people in the village to be retaliated by the blood clan. But when the danger really came, everyone couldn't help but scream in fear. By the time Xu Mo slowly walked from the back into the village, the entire village had fallen into chaos, full of running humans and werewolves chasing and biting behind them.

The little werewolf is no longer the cute boy with big eyes, after the transformation, he is a strong werewolf with dark blue fluorescent eyes and a height of two meters and twenty-five. Now he was running after a lame human boy, a young man with sharp beaks and cheeks, with a small and thin build, not only did he have a problem with one leg, but his right arm was shrunk like a child's arm, in stark contrast to his healthy left arm.

The little werewolf didn't bite his neck, but chased and stopped, and stabbed the boy's buttocks with his claws from time to time in the back, and every touch would make the crippled human boy let out a tenor-like scream. The little werewolf seemed to enjoy the feeling of playing very much, and was not in a hurry to end his life, and while the two were chasing each other, the crippled boy had already run in front of Xu Mo in a panic.

Now the little werewolf finally found out that his game was discovered by the boss, and now he felt that it was not fun, and he raised his claws in a panic, wanting to directly shoot the lame ant in front of him.

Xu Mo was also amused by the scene in front of him, waved his hand to stop the killing of the little werewolf, and at the same time asked the little werewolf to notify the other werewolves and gather all the villagers who were still alive in the village into the open space in the middle of the village.

When the massacre was stopped, there were twelve more corpses and eight more scarred old and sick in the middle of the human village. Seven of them were old men, very old men, and there was no other young man except the lame human boy.

"My lord, all the humans have been gathered here, they seem to have known for a long time that we were coming, and there is not much resistance, now what are we going to do, force them to ask them where the other humans are?" After the old werewolf finished his job, he asked Xu Mo in a low voice.

"Well, go ask them, I believe that the werewolf's sharp claws will be a great help in interrogating these weak humans!" Xu Mo glanced at the old werewolf meaningfully.

"Yes, sir!" The old werewolf lowered his eyelids and did not look at Xu Mo's meaningful gaze.

Soon, the audience remembered the muffled snorts of the old people and the whispers of pain, but there were no screams. These old human beings who have experienced many vicissitudes of life, their slaves have already experienced too much sorrow and torture in their lives, and the physical pain is really insignificant.

Even if they stayed behind, it was deliberate, in order to give vent to the revenge of the Blood, so that their descendants could continue to enjoy freedom and joy after returning to their homeland, even if they would still be hungry and still be devoured by the beasts of Ceylon.

Xu Mo watched all this expressionlessly, he seemed to feel like he was in a grand movie feast, whether it was a werewolf licking bloody claws in front of him, or a human being with open skin and flesh and blood, it made him feel an unreal and illusory feeling, like a morphine patient, fluttering in the air watching the actors' performances.

However, with four of the seven old men falling to the ground and dying, Xu Mo was no longer satisfied with this inefficient work, and he had to personally take action to confirm the information provided by Henry from the mouths of the few remaining humans.

"Bring that lame boy to me! You're standing next to me. Xu Mo glanced at the little werewolf and ordered.

Soon the lame young man was brought to Xu Mo, and the old werewolf who had not completed the task looked at Xu Mo silently. In his long life, he had long learned that he could not get any information from the mouths of these humans.

Just as he would not betray his kindred, death was only a relief for the old men of this world's slave race. He wanted to know what method Xu Mo, who was highly valued by the blood clan and even had the control of these werewolves, would use to pry open the mouths of these humans.

"What's your name, boy!" Xu Mo asked softly.

Seeing that the young man's face was pale, his lips were tightly closed, and he didn't say a word, Xu Mo immediately waved his hand to signal the little werewolf.

"Say!" The little werewolf beside Xu Mo immediately grinned, and Lan Youyou's gaze began to scan back and forth on the young man's body, as if he was watching the piece of meat become more tender.

"It's just a name, your people won't blame you!" Xu Mo continued to say softly.

"I ...... I don't have a name, people call me...... GARBAGE！ The boy peeked at the other three old men who were kneeling on the ground.

"Kill them!" Xu Mo immediately ordered the old werewolf. Amid the screams of death of the old people behind him, Xu Mo continued to whisper in the ear of the young man whose body was shaking into a sieve:

"In the future, you will no longer be called GARBAGE, I will give you a new name - HERO. You see they're dead, you're still alive, they're old and useless, you're young. Once you're back at Castle San Cisse, if you build up some feats, you may be able to gain the favor of a Bloodborn. The first embrace of the Bloodline will not only give you a long life, but also heal your arms and legs, you see I am also a human, but I will become a noble Bloodline next month! Xu Mo said slowly, with a strange light in his eyes.

After finishing speaking, Xu Mo no longer looked at the reaction of the lame boy, waved his hand for the little werewolf to carry him, and after burning everything in the col, the team advanced towards the second village where humans gathered. There were only old people in the second human village, and Xu Mo didn't waste any more time, he directly asked the werewolves to implement the three-light policy, and then headed towards the last and largest human valley.

In the largest human valley, the werewolves have spent more effort than before, and even a few werewolves have been stabbed with bamboo spears, and the valley here has more hope for the remaining humans, and they even have rice that is about to be harvested. This time, Xu Mo did not implement the three-light policy again, and ordered the werewolves to capture these humans alive as much as possible, tying them up one by one.

There were more than 30 living humans, and in the end, Xu Mo ordered the werewolves to let every living human harvest a bundle of rice on their backs, and told everyone that no matter how much rice was left, it would be burned.

As a result, after spending an hour of harvesting, each human had the maximum weight they could bear on their backs, and Xu Mo had no choice but to let them reduce the amount by half. After seeing most of the rice in their homes and valleys reduced to ashes, some of these sturdy old men began to weep bitterly.

"These thirty or so slaves, plus rice, should barely be able to cope with the demands of their masters. It's a pity, if there were more slaves, then the master might give the others the first embrace! Xu Mo muttered to himself.

"My lord, there's a hidden spot with more slaves!" Overheard Xu Mo's words, the lame boy involuntarily picked up the words.

However, after saying this, not only did the old werewolf next to him show a surprised look, but the lame young man also opened his eyes wide, revealing an incredible light in his eyes, and a trace of red blood appeared on his pale face.

Xu Mo smiled at him kindly, and took out the map: "You only need to point accidentally, it's just accidental, even if you don't point, the werewolf's sensitive sense of smell will find out about them, it's not your fault that they were caught, it has nothing to do with you." ”

"Think about it, maybe back at the Castle of San Cice, you can become a HERO, no one will call you GARBAGE anymore, no disability, you can eat every day, and you can run freely like him." Xu Mo pointed to the little werewolf.

The boy shook his fingers and tapped a little on the map, and then his fingers retracted as quickly as if they were on a red-hot soldering iron, and buried his little head in the thick back hair of the little werewolf.

Henry didn't lie to me, sure enough, it was in the cave he marked, this cave only had a narrow exit, a small mouth and a large abdomen, and it was enough to hide thousands of people, and a dangerous light flashed in Xu Mo's eyes.

"Why? Why did he say that? Xu Mo's ears came the old werewolf's low and tired voice.