Vampires, creatures of darkness, who roam the night, evil and secretive, dangerous and elegant, feed on human blood but disdain werewolf-like killing, they always consider themselves nobles.

But they are afraid of the sun, so they always hide in the safety of their nests during the day, and because of this, they are also the most sensitive to the dangers of the day.

Relying on the monitoring system of modern technology, their guards spotted the werewolves early.

Inside the castle, all the vampires were urgently mobilized.

Amelia, a vampire elder in a black evening dress, was sitting anxiously in front of the monitor, "What the hell is going on?" Why did so many werewolves pop up all of a sudden? ”

Behind her, Klein, who was dressed in gorgeous medieval court costumes, also panicked, "I don't know, they seem to be coming for us!" ”

Amelia gave him a disdainful look, "Then what are you still doing here, go out and organize the men to defend it, waste!" ”

London has always been a foggy and rainy place, but there will always be sunny days anyway, like today!

The warm sunshine sprinkled between the sky and the earth makes people can't help but feel lazy, and most people today are full of praise for this rare good weather after meeting.

But for the vampires, this sunlight has nothing to do with beauty, they can only hide in the house that is isolated from the sun, and dare not take a step beyond the thunder pool.

The werewolves rode in all sorts of vehicles, dozens of which were undisguised and rushed straight to the base camp of the Dark Council, and as the convoy approached the manor, a heavy truck at the head increased its throttle and smashed open the gate.

At this time, the vampires who have suppressed them for many years can only listen to the movements outside and are helpless.

Finally, they have arranged a lot of automatic weapons, which can be remotely controlled by the computer to shoot at the werewolves who rush into the manor, otherwise it is really completely slaughtered.

"Da Da ......" A violent gunshot rang out, and a werewolf car didn't know if it was hit by the ammunition inside, but it exploded, and a car behind it didn't have time to avoid it, so it crashed straight into it, and was immediately engulfed in fierce flames.

More vehicles were pierced by bullets, and many werewolves were shot out of their bodies with bloody holes.

The werewolves were indifferent to their loss, without fear or mourning, they just jumped out of the car and looked for a place to hide.

In the midst of the gunfire, Lucien nodded at Ken beside him, who roared and jumped out of the dodging ground, and roared again, and several werewolves stood up from all over the place, carrying a shoulder-mounted bazooka on their shoulders.

Dozens of rockets flew out with fireworks from their tails, and most of the machine guns were instantly silenced as a dense explosion came.

After the castle's firepower was cleared, Ken raised his right hand again, and the werewolves in the other row stood up, their shoulder-mounted bazookas aimed at various positions in the castle.

"Fire! Blow up the bunch of minks! Ken's roar echoed over the manor.

With the sound of explosions and wall collapses, the original luxurious and elegant castle was instantly shattered, and many vampires were pierced in the head or heart by shrapnel in this explosion, and some were unlucky enough to be blown up directly.

What's even more terrifying is that as the wall is blown open, the dazzling sunlight follows, and all vampires who are exposed to the sun suddenly feel like they have been burned by the fire, and their whole bodies fester.

Amelia saw this scene in the monitor, nervously digging her nails deep into her skin, and even pouring out a few drops of bewitching blood from the wound.

Damn, when did these werewolves get so smart? They definitely came prepared! What to do?

At this time, Klein, who was organizing personnel to defend in the hall, was almost hit by the debris splashed by the explosion, and before he could shake his head full of tinnitus, a scream sounded behind him, he turned his head to look, his pupils suddenly contracted, and Erica, who was originally young and gorgeous, was hit by a beam of sunlight through the crack at this time, her whole body was unnaturally twisted, and her originally delicate skin was as disgusting as charcoal at this time.

Ignoring Erica's outstretched hands and pleading eyes, he turned and quickly ran into the basement, where only this place could bring him a little security.

The werewolves seemed to be thrilled by the sound of explosions and the screams that could be heard from afar in the castle, and many of them turned into giant beasts in public.

Lucien shouted loudly, "Two more rounds!" ”

As the words fell, many werewolves carried bazookas again.

After two rounds of bombardment, Ken, who had become even larger, let out a long howl and led the way into the crumbling castle with thousands of holes.

London docks, on a cruise ship.

The old white man was sitting in front of the computer at his desk, watching the war between the two dark races through the satellite for the first time.

The white man across from him expressed his opinion in surprise, "I always thought that werewolves only had muscles in their heads, but I didn't expect them to have such a perfect battle plan. I wonder what hole cards the vampires have? ”

The old man shook his head with a faint gaze, "The vampires are finished, the pursuit and suppression of werewolves for centuries have made them lose their vigilance, and with arrogance comes a painful defeat!" ”

So, now let's take a look at what exactly you werewolves want to do?

Rampaging werewolves swarmed into the castle, smashing every vampire that came into their sight into honeycombs with guns or torn flesh to shreds.

The hatred of being hunted and hunted for hundreds of years has been perfectly vengeated at this moment!

They enjoyed the wails of the vampires, their pleas for mercy, and their pain.

By the time Lucian and Michael stepped into the castle, all the vampire resistance had been crushed, and looking at the charred corpses or fragments of flesh everywhere, Lucian gentlemanly pulled out a handkerchief and threw it on the twisted skull of a charred corpse.

"May you all rest in peace! Noble nobles! ”

Michael was a little unbearable, he hesitated, but still spoke, "Does it have to be so absolute?" ”

Lucian didn't look back, "If they had the advantage today, they wouldn't even give me a handkerchief!" ”

The two of them arrive at the underground sleeping hall, which has been controlled by dozens of armed werewolves, and only the most remnants of the castle are left, the glamorous vampire elder Amelia and the once-personable aristocrat Crane.

As soon as he saw Lucian, Klein immediately greeted excitedly, "Hey, cousin, we said yes?" We've got an appointment, you should let me go! ”

Lucian nodded noncommittally, "We'll talk about that later, I have something to trouble this beautiful lady." ”

Amelia still maintained her majesty as a vampire elder, and she looked up proudly, "Cheap werewolf, do you think you won?" ”

Lucien shook his head, "No, that's why I'm looking for your help......"

Amelia angrily interrupted him, "I won't give in!" ”

Lucien nodded and spread his hands at her, "Okay, I respect your choice, anyway, you don't need your cooperation in this matter!" ”

The next moment, he roared angrily and turned into a giant wolf!