"Sorry, I don't want to tell you your age or stuff, you're not my type. Matt pointed to the man's long silver-white hair with his finger holding the wine glass, and then stretched out his tongue to lick the wine at the bottom of the glass: "We went to a village to save people, but that ghost place was full of dead people, just when we were making a fire to burn the corpses, the werewolves appeared, we were attacked, only I survived, that's all." ”

Obviously, the man was not satisfied with the answer: "Mr. Matt, I think that the value of that pot of wine you drank is not only that. You can live so long after betraying Bloodhunt, you must be a smart person, I like smart people, don't let me down......"

"That's enough, you damn bastard!" Matt said suddenly in a rage, and the rest of the shop just glanced at it, and they were already surprised by the drunken mad guys every day, "Do you have to tell me that I left them behind, ran away to their screams, and survived in the tavern?

"Personally, I sympathize with what you're going through, but it's still not the answer I want. The man paused and said, "What I want to know is what the werewolf looks like, for example, its external features." ”

This time, Matt was taken aback, he had mistaken the man's intentions from the beginning. The man didn't come to clean him up, nor did he come to mock his weakness and betrayal, since the man wanted the external characteristics of a werewolf, then he had only one purpose.

"Are you going to hunt it?" asked Matt.

"You just have to answer my questions, other things, not what you should care about. The man withdrew his silver badge and continued, "Since you have chosen to live, then leave these death-related matters alone, otherwise your stubbornness will be meaningless." ”

"It only has one eye, and it's not exactly wolfish, but even that power is terrifying, good luck. After Matt finished speaking, he didn't look at the man, "Whether you live or die in the end, I don't want to see you again, I hope you can stay away from my world." ”

"Deal. ”

Having got what he wanted, the man pushed the door and walked out of the tavern, the dazzling sunlight shining on his body, and the warm feeling spread along his body: "Wolves will always wander around the hunting grounds, I don't know if the smell of blood can lure you out......"

Searching is a very boring thing, and it is even more so when looking for a needle in a haystack.

"From here, split up to search, once you find a strange bloodline, kill on the spot, this is my order. Thorville shouted on his horse, he had put some of his subordinates to sleep, and the rest had to keep order in his realm and protect the plague doctors...... So, he decided to come out and personally strangle the unidentified werewolf.

For the Bloods, transgression is a felony and requires death to pay for the sin.

The sun shines through the trees on the ground, and birds chirp on the branches. It was supposed to be a peaceful landscape, but no one was in the mood to see it in the midst of the plague.

Tovir rode past the specks of light, his eyes watching for any suspicious movement. Livien, his wife and a powerful warrior, drove her horse behind him, defending him against possible attacks from behind.

Although they are both noble night clans, there is a difference between werewolves and vampires. Vampires are photophobic, and sunlight is deadly to them, but werewolves are different in that they can move between light and darkness freely like humans, and will not resist the sun. It is precisely because of this that werewolves are hidden deeper behind history, so that the bloodhunting organization for the blood clan did not know about the existence of werewolves for a long time in history.

The interior of the Bloodline is not monolithic. In addition to the friction between the vampire secret party and the blood elder's council, there are also ancient contradictions between the vampire and werewolf lines. Vampires call themselves pure nobles of the night because of their light-sheltering properties, and in their eyes werewolves and humans are both despicable, but to different degrees.

Werewolves also consider themselves to be the suzerains of the eternal night for some reason, and despise the obscenity and glitz of vampires......

The contradiction has always existed, but everyone lacks an opportunity to tear their faces.

Tovir and the others had been searching for days, and after a few days, they had even walked around the territory for a while, but they still couldn't find any trace of the werewolf.

Just when the two of them thought that they would not find anything today, there was a sudden movement in the forest in the distance.

"Lord Tovel. Livian reminded behind her.

"I know, let's go, let's go and see, maybe someone else has fought with that alien. ”

After saying that, the two turned their horses' heads and drove towards the forest. Originally, it was not suitable for horseback riding in the forest, but with the superb riding skills of the two, this problem was almost nothing.

The origin of the restlessness occurred in the vicinity of the ground in shambles. The bucket-sized tree broke in the middle, and the jagged stubble at the fracture was stained with blood. There were a large number of claw marks unevenly distributed on the surrounding tree trunks, each one an inch wide and more than two feet long!

This is not an ordinary beast's mark, and even a 500-pound brown bear would have a hard time making such huge claw marks, let alone so many.

In the center of this messy gladiatorial arena, two figures stood opposite.

The angular werewolf roared in the sky, its single eye full of blood-colored madness, and its burly body was covered with thick body hair, and there were sporadic spots of blood hanging on it.

The silver-haired man, though also tall, still looked very thin compared to the werewolf. But with such a body, it can easily knock the charging werewolf to the ground.

"Even if it has great strength, it is nothing more than a rampage beast...... "The man said as he turned sideways to avoid the shiny claws, and he swung his knife at the werewolf's thick joints, and after a dull sound, the werewolf's claws hung limply.

But even so, the werewolf didn't stop its attacks. Its teeth, arms, and even its body are its weapons, and as long as it doesn't die, it's a killing machine in itself. The severed wrist began to heal itself from the moment it was broken, just a few breaths, joint reduction, tendon rejuvenation, and the powerful vitality brought by the racial talent made them become almost immortal beings, even if they were hybrids of hybrids.

The werewolf let out a deafening roar again.

"If you lose your mind, no matter how much you roar, it's just a cry of sorrow. The man shot out like lightning, and when he took it back, there was already a blood-stained bone in his hand, which was the werewolf's Adam's apple, and he dug it out with his hands!

Blood trickled from the corners of the werewolf's mouth and throat, and even if the wound healed and the bones regenerated, the pain was real. It was obvious that it couldn't win the man in front of it, but its bloodthirsty desire and uncontrollable ferocity drove through its body, making it impossible to even escape.

Just as it was about to attack, a silver sword flash flashed from behind it, and the knee joint and tendons were severed in an instant, causing the werewolf to lose its balance and fall to the ground.

Behind it, Toddll wielded a delicate broadsword with an icy glow on its blade. The alchemy weapon "Roman Light", unlike the alchemy weapon of the Blood Clan, does not have a substance on it that inhibits wound healing, and its alchemy characteristics are strong and sharp, even the hard bones of the Blood Clan can be easily cut off.

Without waiting for the werewolf's knee to heal, Thornville inserted the Roman Light directly into its spine, so that even if the werewolf's wound recovered, he would not be able to move his body for half a minute.

The weaknesses of races have always been similar, whether they are human or bloodline. It's just that the human body will die quickly after being inserted into a sword, which can barely be regarded as blocking the ability to move.

Livien appeared from behind the silver-haired man, the blade resting next to his neck, and she would not hesitate to slash down if the man made the slightest movement. It's no secret that even if it's a blood clan, if you have your head cut off, you'll die. The Bloodhunting Organizations know this as well, but they often give their lives before they even touch the BloodClan's neck during the hunt.

"This is an alien werewolf, the lowest mongrel. Livien looked at the immobile werewolf pinned to the ground and said firmly, "But I really don't understand the purpose of its presence here. ”

"I don't understand who would play such a boring trick in such a situation. Thorwell said, his tone containing a hint of doubt, "But now there is another question, who are you?"

"I'm just a wandering guest, and I happened to be attacked in the forest, are you satisfied with such an answer?" said the silver-haired man lightly, and there was even a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"That means you can't ask anything, kill him, Livien. Thornville ordered.

It may be difficult to describe, but it does not need to be described, the reversal of the scales does not take even one second, and the hijacker becomes the hostage.

"Meet, Torville Briendoff, for your impudence and transgression. The man's voice changed suddenly, his tone was like a ringing ancient bell, revealing an irresistible majesty, and the long sword in his hand was like the authority of an emperor, holding it, the man's momentum was like an awakened tyrant.

Coerced by the sword, Livien is like an ant under the king's command, ready to be crushed at any moment.

"I beg your pardon...... I don't know your name. Thorville bowed his head and said, he didn't dare to make the slightest movement, he could sense the murderous aura in the air, and that murderous aura was wrapped around Livien as if it were substance, ready to take her life.

The silver-haired man didn't say anything, just slowly raised his right hand, and put a ring on his pale and slender index finger, and a dragon with wings curled up on the quaint ring face!