Chapter 44: The Man Who Controls the Battlefield
Bang!
The violent crash exploded on the flat ground, the air exploded, and the energy burst out, and even the dirt under his feet tumbled. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
The two tall figures slammed into each other, separated again at equal speed with bone cracks and blood.
William wiped the blood from the corners of his eyes, gasping heavily, his red and blue eyes staring viciously at the inconspicuous-looking gray-haired giant wolf, and his solemn mood brought endless shame,
As a Viking, he actually fell into a disadvantage in one-on-one hand-to-hand combat.
Anger burned in his chest, and William roared and charged at the wolf again.
The tall giant wolf on the opposite side showed no weakness, and despite being one size smaller, the werewolf with a reputation for strength never lost to a vampire in strength.
What's more, he is a battle sequence in Beta Wolf,
Oh!
A deafening roar exploded in the night sky, and the giant wolf leaped high, from top to bottom, and collided with the giant vampire that rushed up,
Bang!
An invisible impact exploded in midair,
Two grappling bodies fell from the sky,
Rumble!
With a loud bang, the earth flew up, and a large circular crater with a radius of up to three meters appeared on the ground.
The next moment, a black shadow flew out of the pit and smashed on the ground twenty meters away.
William crawled out of the pit, coughing in pain, a hint of weakness flashed in his eyes, and a crossed claw mark appeared on his bare chest, the claw mark wound was extremely deep, and the wriggling internal organs in the chest could almost be seen through the rolled flesh,
Oops!
Seeing this scene, John's face changed dramatically when he was hiding on the side looking for an opportunity to sneak attack, William was actually defeated, and, what made him even more frightened was that
In the battle of all directions, except for Serena, who could gain the upper hand with the short sword added to the silver in her hand, the other two were actually in a state of gradual exhaustion
Damn it! What the hell is going on? It stands to reason that werewolves and vampires of the same level should not be much different in terms of combat power!
Could it be......
Physical reasons.
A conjecture came to John's mind, his brows furrowed, and he suddenly realized that he had to do something, and that it was better than waiting to die, even though it would probably put him in danger.
"Zero!"
"I understand!"
A familiar voice came from his mind, and a blue circle of light suddenly appeared in the pupil of John's left eye, and the circle began to rotate, and in an instant, everything around him slowed down.
John clenched the revolver with both hands, aiming at the two constantly fighting figures on the battlefield,
The opportunity is fleeting, and all he needs to do now is wait.
Oh!
A haughty roar echoed across the battlefield, and the gray-haired wolf pulled William to the ground with one paw, and it turned over and rode on the vampire, which was taller than itself, and its right paw flashed with silver-white sharpness and stabbed directly into the vampire's heart.
The heart is the blood center of vampires, and if it is severely damaged, even the elderly who have lived for more than a thousand years will fall into paralysis.
The situation has reached a moment of great urgency, but at this moment, a strange blue light appeared in the field of vision of the gray-haired giant wolf, and it subconsciously looked to the side,
"It's now!"
John's arm was steady, and he gently flicked the trigger, and a violent vibration came from the barrel of the gun, followed by the roar of the gunpowder explosion.
The black bullet flew out of the barrel, swirling and drawing a straight airway in the air, disappearing into the amber vertical pupil that reflected blue dots of light.
Oh!
A roar of pain erupted from the gray-haired wolf's mouth, and it rolled on the ground with its paws over its eyes, a sharp pain that he had never felt before.
Damn, what the hell is it and why does it hurt so much?
No!
No, it's silver!
A feeling of panic came out of his heart, and the gray-haired giant wolf immediately made a decision, got up and jumped into the big pit on the side, and endured the severe pain and stuck his right paw into his head.
Large strands of blood flowed down the wound, but the gray-haired wolf didn't care, as long as he could take out the thing stuck in his skull, it would quickly return to its original state with its recovery power.
But this mighty beta wolf has forgotten one thing, this is the battlefield, and its opponents are not dead yet.
William slowly rose from the ground, his eyes flashing with suppressed rage.
Defeated, as a Viking, he was defeated at the hands of a werewolf whose hair began to turn gray.
This humiliation made him want to go crazy, how could he be defeated by those stinky dogs, he was a warrior chosen by the gods.
The endless rage ignited the bursting heart, and in a creaking sound, the battered Viking actually transformed again, and his body continued to rise, growing from two meters to three meters.
An indescribable strength emanated from him.
William roared angrily, rushed in front of the giant wolf at an exaggerated speed that was extremely disproportionate to his body, and slammed a heavy punch into the injured eye socket, piercing the skull with great force, knocking the giant wolf into a trance in front of his eyes, and then raised his claws and stabbed hard at the hairy throat.
Click!
A trembling sound of bones breaking reached John's ears clearly, followed by a suppressed wail.
In the next second, the wailing was gone.
Covered in wolf blood, William came out of the pit, with a wolf head dripping from his long sharp claws.
For a moment, the whole col seemed to become quiet.
The giant wolves who felt the strange atmosphere stopped their movements one after another, and looked at the wolf head covered with wounds in shock.
The elder is dead!
An indescribable illusion blinded their perception in an instant, plunging them into a hazy state.
Golden opportunity!
John, who was good at timing, rushed out of the grass without hesitation, raised his pistol and shouted,
"Serena, do it!"
Syllable!
The roar of the revolver broke the rare silence.
The spinning warhead grazed William's waist and disappeared into the distant night.
A little blood splints,
The giant wolf, who had been fighting the female vampire, suddenly wailed, and let out a roar of pain with his right paw over his ear.
Seeing this scene, Serena instantly remembered that burning night and understood John's thoughts.
The wind moved with the shadow, and the ghostly figure turned into a cloud of light and shadow, leaving only a silver-white arc of the knife, which slowly disappeared into the dark night.
The howling stopped abruptly.
The trench coat rattled, and a large wolf head rose into the sky, slowly falling to the ground with splashed blood.
The second giant wolf died.