Chapter 152: Alwinston
Blood, fire, and screams!
"Alwinston, why? Why? ”
A tall werewolf with a lifeless female corpse in his arms, his blue eyes full of anger, roared, but he couldn't move because his legs were broken.
In front of him, a tall werewolf with azure fur stood silently. Blood flowed from a deep scar on his back. On his blood-stained hands, there were two spinning balls of azure electricity. The ball of electricity kept jumping, and sometimes one or two hot currents burst out.
"Why?" The blue-haired werewolf suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, looking up, the ground was full of broken corpses, and the raging flames soared into the sky, "My brother, haven't you woken up yet?" The rotten elders have long since lost the idea of victory. They struggled to hold on to their place in the covenant, and they did not want to make progress at all. Brother, open your eyes and look around us to see our rivals in the Covenant. By the time we were here in a drunken dream, they had already built up a well-established armament system, and they were already training their soldiers with technology that was decades ahead of us. ”
The blue-furred werewolf took a step forward, grabbed the other party's throat, and picked it up, the beating electric ball kept eroding the other party's fur, and a foul burning smell wafted out: "But what about us." Genetic disintegration has reached the point of disharmony, and our children are gradually decreasing. And these old things are still enjoying their luxurious lives peacefully. It is said that the republic is a rotten dynasty, but what about us, we are nothing more than a pile of rotten rotten meat. I'm fed up with people like this, and I have to get rid of these tumors once and for all. ”
"As for you, my brother. Your death will make it easier for me to unify the entire Blood Moon Peak. So ......"
The blue-furred werewolf's left hand stabbed into the opponent's chest, and then, with a roar, completely tore it in half!
"Didi...... Target, Scarlet Castle, fifteen minutes left before arrival. Get ready! ”
Alvinston slowly opened his eyes, and the memories that had disturbed him in his sleep were still replaying in his mind. He shook his head vigorously, picked up the wine glass beside him and drank it down. He turned his head to the side, and there was a yellowed photograph on the wall of the airship's wheelhouse. The photo shows two men standing side by side. One was Alwinston in his youth, while the other had a resemblance to Waldel.
"My brother, maybe I'm really doing something wrong. It was precisely because of my recklessness that the Blood Moon Mountain Peak collapsed. Alwinston looked up with a wry smile and looked ahead, "But I don't regret it." I still think that only under my leadership. The Blood Moon Peak can stand at the top of the entire covenant. ”
Alwinston's airship has a distinctly wolf-like style, and the rough, sharp, spiky airship slowly descends through the clouds with a savage beauty.
Waldell stood expressionlessly in the clearing beyond the blood-colored castle, his eyes staring sharply into the sky, and in his eyes, the blue blizzard was slowly condensing. Beyond the Scarlet Castle is an unusually wide flat area that exists as a temporary airship harbor. As Alvenston's airship slowly landed, Waldell took an uncontrollable step, the ground beneath his feet instantly froze, and a thin stream of ice went straight to the airship's exit. There, Alwinston was slowly walking out.
"Waldel, my proudest disciple, your old problem has not changed. You're still so reckless. ”
Alwinston stepped on the cold ice line with a smile on his face, and at this moment, countless ice spears rose from the ground and went straight to Alwinston's body. But before he could get close, he was completely shattered by a blue electric current. Waldell's face changed as he looked at the two lightning balls that surrounded Alvinston.
"Alwinston. The traitor of the Blood Moon Peak, why did he still come back here? You've already been forbidden to set foot here, go back to your lair! Waldell yelled angrily.
Alvenston smiled, stood a short distance in front of Waldell, and then swept his gaze over the tall blood-colored castle, a look of excitement on his face, and finally his gaze fell on Waldell's again, and then said, "My disciple, it seems that you have forgotten what I taught you in the early years. The best way to deal with an opponent who can't be provoked is to recharge your energy and wait until you're strong enough to stand up and challenge, but your current approach is very unwise, do you want to see me slaughter this place again? ”
"You dare!" Waldell roared, and the temperature around him dropped dramatically, and even a fierce cold wind blew, covering the ground with a layer of frost.
Alwinston was still smiling: "Remember, I used to say it." Low-level soldiers are cannon fodder, and it is still the strong who can really control the battlefield. In front of me, your defensive measures are like child's play, and I advise you to be honest and not act rashly. Besides, how do you know I'm not coming prepared? ”
Waldel's pupils contracted abruptly as he saw the airship behind Alvenston turn on again, and one after another strangely dressed werewolves walked out.
The werewolves remained in human form, but each one was emaciated, like a thin layer of flesh on a skeletal shelf. Their heads were covered with biochemical masks, and a translucent pipe snaked from their mouths that snaked all the way to the metal backpack behind them, and on their chests was a metal device that Waldell had never seen before, four pipes protruding from the device, two of which went into the werewolf's shoulders and the collar into their ribs.
Ten of these werewolves stepped out of the airship and stood in a line behind Alvenston.
"My disciple, don't you really want to know why I can regain my freedom?" Alvenston smiled and let go of the werewolves behind him, then pointed at them and said, "That's my bargaining weight." You keep the treasure in vain, but you don't know how to use it. Alwinston pulled out a glass test tube from his bosom, and Waldell looked at the yellow energy liquid inside in surprise.
"Organic solution? Why you? Waldell had understood all by this, and Alvinston planted eyeliner at his side.
"Vitality solution, great name. But you don't know how to use it, and you've wasted this treasure in vain. Today, I'm going to show you the true purpose of this magical energy liquid. ”
As soon as Alvinston finished speaking, he saw ten werewolves raise their right fists at the same time, and then slammed into the special device on his chest. The next moment, you could see that the translucent pipe suddenly gushed out a rich green liquid, and then frantically poured into the werewolf's body.
The next moment, in Waldel's shocked gaze, the ten emaciated werewolves suddenly began to expand like balloons blown up, and in an instant, they became behemoths with a body as high as three meters! (To be continued......)