Lupin, who had already become a beast, didn't care so much, and in his eyes, these two guys standing there with a tempting smell of blood were the best prey.

"Whew!"

With another scream, the werewolf rushed towards the pawn, who had no weapon in his hand and looked better bullied with a broken hand.

If Zhao Qian was present at this time, he would use identification to check the attributes of this werewolf. Absolutely intimidating.

Remus John Lupin (Status: Shapeshift, Madness) (3rd Tier Legendary Creature)

Teacher of Defence Against the Dark Arts in the third year of Hogwarts

Lineage: Werewolf (dark blue)

Height: 7 ft (213.4 cm)

WEIGHT: 70KG

Strength: 16 points

Dexterity: 18 points

Stamina: 24 points

Perception: 18 points

Charisma: 5 (this stat can only be changed by certain spells, such as Animagus)

Wisdom: 12-9 (This stat is generally constant, even if the free stat is not as useful as it seems.) But there are spells that can affect it, such as wisdom, such as slowness of thought)

Spirit: 20 points

Intermediate Dark Arts Defense Lv4 (Unavailable), Advanced Sorcery Lv3 (Unavailable), Low Dark Arts Lv2 (Unavailable)

Tier C Special Ability: Animagus (not available)

B-level special ability: Full moon transformation

Low-level legendary creature ability: Beast Skin lv2. Increases the owner's health by an additional 3000 points, reducing the unit's magic damage taken by an additional 20%.

Werewolf Special Ability: Moon Change. In moonlight, this werewolf will increase its agility by an additional 10% and its recovery by 10%. In the absence of moonlight, this ability is ineffective.

Werewolf Special Ability: Bloodthirsty Intuition. When faced with enemy attacks, the werewolf has a chance to dodge and counterattack.

Werewolf Special Ability: Sharp Fangs and Claws. When a unit loses more than 50% of its health from a Werewolf attack, the unit will experience the Bleed buff until it dies. And the target will be functional as appropriate.

Werewolf's Special Ability: Beating: When the creature attacks a unit's vital parts, there is a chance that the unit will die directly.

Werewolf's Special Ability: Sweep: The Werewolf swings its claws to sweep away units with less power than it in front of them, and the swept units are knocked into the air. (Note: Knockout attribute: The unit is at 1.)

After 2 seconds, he is knocked into the air and cannot cast spells or attack during this time. Move. ）

This creature's special ability: ? ”

The pawn looked at the werewolf who was getting closer and closer to him, and he knew very well that this was the monster he had created himself. Swapped his wolf poison potion and gave Boggart the only bottle of magic immunity potion that the traveler who ventured out of World of Warcraft bought.

It took a price to make this creature in front of him so terrifying. Although there was a bright sun in the sky, it didn't make him half a minute easier.

Because the werewolf in front of him is still deadly.

As if thinking of something, he gritted his teeth, and his face gradually turned pale, whiter and whiter, and he completely lost the face that a normal human should have.

"Poof!"

With his left hand, he carried the claw of the guy in front of him, took a half step back, and a hand instantly grew from the wound on the right half of his arm. The skin is slightly clean and tender, but it's enough to kill you.

Play the same old trick.

The right hand pours out the heart, and the middle finger of the five fingers is the edge, like a sharp scalpel, cutting into its abdomen.

"Smack!"

Blocked, the white pawn glanced at the completely unexpected scene in front of him. It was one of the beast's other empty claws.

"Whew!" The low howl of his throat was accompanied by a straight and straight head and a downward bite, and as if in pain, he turned into a pile of bats and retreated.

"Hehe, what a waste, the Baron's blood blood is so useless by you." Horn regained his strength there, and he didn't forget to hit his opponent and get over it. Didn't care about anything else, like the monster's gaze.

In fact, the werewolf had already lost his target after the white pawn turned into a bat, and turned his head to pounce on the prey on the other side, so it didn't matter if he couldn't make a sound, and his attention had long been attracted by him. There are many lice and they are not annoying.

The horn is very calm, and the experienced way is reflected in him directly.

The logging axe in his hand fluttered slightly, reflecting a blinding silver light in the sunlight.

Werewolf chose him for a reason.

The instinct of the beast will always make it give preference to weaker prey, and it is the survival instinct of all creatures to bully the soft and fear the hard.

The axe handle was raised, and the claw came as expected, and smashed into his axe handle as promised. This guy's agility is definitely faster than that of the horn, and the block he just made was in a sense a blessing from his previous experience.

He has dealt with this kind of monster not a few.

The group of bats not far away slowly piled up into a human shape again, it was a white pawn, the piece of clothing where he had just been bitten was obviously gone, and there was also a piece of flesh on his shoulder, but no blood flowed out. But there was no expression on his face other than a faint twitch of pain.

There was no smell of blood, and his face was pale, as if there was not a drop of blood left. On his head was a head of pale gray hair, as if he had lost his life.

This should be the price required to perform this skill, lifespan.

The horn flicked the axe again, and the two warring creatures retreated.

There were obviously a few jet-black burn wounds on the werewolf's fur, and even the smell of burnt protein was in the air. It had noticeably a few more wounds in its claws, and that axe definitely did some special damage to the dark creatures.

"Get out of here!"

Another axe slashed over, like Mount Tai pressing the top. The timing was right, and his opponent couldn't avoid it.

But the script didn't play out as expected, and what responded to him was a wolf claw.

Swept!

A muffled grunt sounded from the mouth of the horn and flew out.

Shoot Fly!