Human ignorance often appears in the form of self-righteousness, and seemingly profound superficiality is the epitome of childishness.

"Squeak, wave!"

The sound was far clearer than the one that had come down earlier, and then, in the dense sound of disintegration, the huge black ice on the ground began to crack in large strips.

"Bang!"

The ice lump that shattered violently had very few ice cubes splashed, as if it dissipated into the void at the moment of shattering.

The werewolves that exist in European mythology are now standing alive in front of everyone's eyes, so concrete and real, hideous and terrifying under the light of the demonic moon.

Dark wanted to say something sarcastic, but he couldn't speak, and the fear in his bones was eroding his courage and self-confidence.

Twisting his neck slightly, the sound of bones stretching and muscles twisting was so clear at this moment.

Inhale, the various colors of misty energy diffused in the air can be visibly flowed into the werewolf's nose, exhale, and the wisps of white mist on the side of the wolf's snout that grinned slightly diffuse into the void. If someone measures it at this moment, they will be surprised to find that this white mist is actually the purest source gas.

An abysmoru can have a great impact on the environment, even if it is just an ordinary breath.

It's hard to imagine what a dressed werewolf looks like, the human skin and heart armor have changed again, and the armor under the neck has become extremely fitting, perfectly presenting the werewolf's body, like a rust-red slim half-sleeved T-shirt. The armor that began with the forearm began to become angular and hideous, and was visibly thickly piled up, like the arms of an ancient cold soldier, and covered with sharp hooks that turned forward and outward.

The same is true of the armor below the chest, with numerous thickened rhombic protrusions forming a thick lump of rhombic shape, extending from the last rib of the chest to the lower abdomen. Thickened square pieces that turn around the waist bulge form a belt. The close-fitting armor that extends from the base of the thigh to the knee is again stylistically changed from the knee, with a hideous and exaggerated hexagonal pyramid forming a knee pad, while the entire calf extending to the ankle is covered with neat diamond-shaped scales, thin and dense.

The werewolf opened his palms, and the claws on his fingers were filled with a red mist of light, and no one could doubt their sharpness, as if the air had sliced through them.

At this moment, all kinds of energy escaping in the air are rapidly fading, including the process of soul snatching has also been forcibly terminated, and the original vision is not very clear in the mine cave began to regain clarity, if there are people on the scene who can use the energy perception technique similar to the spiritual eye, they will find that the werewolf's body itself is like a huge funnel, devouring the surrounding energy, and then with his breath into pure source gas.

The werewolf, whose eyes had been closed, slowly opened his eyes at this moment, and he couldn't see anything clearly in his eyes, only a beating bright red, and with the rotation of his head, he cut a series of snowy tracks in the void, as if swallowing up this part of the space, leaving a fragmented darkness. It felt like a match struck in front of your eyes in the dark of night, and when it was still, it was the moment when the match was struck.

Dark, launched an attack, not because he was sure, but because he felt that his will was crumbling, and he finally realized that the ultimate form he had done was far from the source creature form of his fantasy, maybe just a not very ridiculous joke, he never dreamed that the incomparably well-planned battle would be such a result.

This time, there is no need for anyone to plead, Shadow Moon is desperately trying to stop her Demon Moon skills, and in fact, she has been trying since the moment the werewolf appeared, but she can't stop, and the ability of her body seems to be out of control, and it is actually related to the energy fluctuations on the werewolf.

"Tides, surging!" The shouting at this moment is more like emboldening himself.

With the exertion of the ability, the dark himself seemed to become a powerful sea eye, purple and black energy gushed out from his body, sweeping in all directions like a wave, and the entire space was covered in an instant, this small space was the most suitable for his skill play, and in an instant, this place became an abyss and a deep sea, and everyone felt the huge water pressure and the ubiquitous sense of sluggishness.

"The tide is up!"

Everyone felt that the deep water had turned into a stormy wave, that kind of pushing, pulling, twisting, as if it was going to tear and swallow something.

"Deep sea, heavy pressure!" The dark and delicate forehead was already sweating, and a series of ability urges were all his tricks to press the bottom of the box.

Crunch......

The armor on everyone's body on the field let out a tooth-barrening moan, and the pressure was so great that it seemed to crush everything.

All the superposition of abilities disintegrated in just a stroke of the werewolf's annoyed hand, and the huge predatory power even caused an energy vacuum to appear in the trajectory of this grasp, and the plundering of the power of the desolation was more complete and domineering than the dark life-sucking or soul-snatching.

At this moment, blue light flashed on Miao Pu's heart armor, and runes of various imprints appeared on the surface of the armor.

"Another source device?" The dark voice was filled with disbelief and deep hatred.

At this time, I saw that the werewolf slowly raised his right hand, opened his five fingers, and suddenly, a blue eye-like light and shadow appeared, and then slowly opened......

The eyes were so vivid and agile that the moment they were watched, there was an illusion that he was on some kind of list, and that he would be greeted by the end of death.

That's the eye of the hunt, and the translation of the word is accurate, as the advance mad dogs of the source creatures, they hunt everything and devour everything......

Some special prey may need to be recorded, and as the glory of the hunter, it is no different from the tiger skin hanging in the room of the hunter.

Miao Pu's consciousness of doing all this is relatively chaotic, and many inexplicable ideas and information come one after another, like some kind of ancient inheritance.

Secretly felt that he was going crazy, it was definitely not good to wait for death to come, he wanted to escape, that was the most urgent thought in his bones, but when he ran out, he found that the werewolf was in front of him, and his face was very bad. Because his dynamics caught the werewolf's eye, which interrupted his thoughts.

It was just a fancy-free wave of his claws, a crunch sound that didn't sound too loud, and there was no exaggerated flying or flesh flying, and he was standing in front of the werewolf, except for an extra hairy claw on his chest and abdomen, and then a piece of flesh and some internal organs on his back spewed out.

The werewolf's grinning snout was steaming with white smoke, and the probe claw grabbed the dark head like picking up a peanut, then picked it up, and placed it in front of his eyes to study it carefully.

At this time, Dark saw the change in the werewolf's snout, which was an extremely disgusted frown, the flesh of the wolf's snout was wrinkled, the fangs were exposed, and then the violent sucking sound of "Zizi Zi ......" came into Dark's ears.

It's hard to imagine that the worst picture in the dark eye is to turn into a handful of rotten scum!