"If you still want to see me alive, now, go!" Livian roared with red eyes, the impact of the encirclement had reached its final point, but this short distance was like a moat that was difficult to break through, obviously it was only the last point, but the resistance was multiplied.

Five minutes, five minutes at most, that's the limit they can hold, and once the encirclement closes after five minutes, the influx of vampires will easily drown them, and there will be no scum left......

The bloodthirsty will to kill wanted to tear the Black Prince Edward to shreds, but reason told him that it was not worth it, madness and sober consciousness clashed in Toldville's mind, and neither could suppress the other.

In the state of wolf transformation two, the black prince Edward will inevitably vomit blood every time he is attacked, but he is like an immortal cockroach, relying on his strong vitality and self-healing ability to persevere.

"It can't be delayed any longer. Livien's words poured into Towell's mind like a clear stream, and for a moment reason overwhelmed the madness of killing. He roared violently, and the swollen air wave around him instantly knocked the gravel on the ground away, and along with those gravel, there was also Edward the Black Prince.

At the last moment, the Roman Light in Tovel's hand slashed a powerful sword, directly sweeping off the bones of Edward's arms, and he himself was thrown out like rags by this great force. Knocking Edward the Black Prince away, Thorville slammed the Roman Light back into the scabbard at his waist, and then the third stage of wolfing turned on!

The beautiful silver hair covered his whole body, covering his bare muscles, the lower part of his pants was stretched open by his body that had grown larger again, and his arms were completely turned into huge wolf claws, and the silver claws as white as snow popped out of Towell's wolf claws like blades, in this state, he could no longer use his sword, but the sharp claws were no less terrifying than the light of Rome.

As soon as he stepped out, the ground under Towell's feet cracked instantly. The silver giant wolf was like a bolt of lightning, and it came to Livian in an instant, although the huge blood pupils were terrifying, but there was a deep tenderness in the eyes. Torville grabbed Livian and placed it around his neck, and the latter grabbed the hair from the silver wolf's head.

"Let's go!" said Livien, leaning herself tightly against Thorville's neck, so that she could resist the fierce wind as her husband pressed forward.

"Woo ......" After a long roar full of fighting intent in the sky, the silver giant wolf rushed into the gap that his subordinates had tried their best to punch. He was like a killing machine, mercilessly crushing the enemies in his reach, the stumps and severed arms of the vampires fell from behind him like raindrops, and the blood that spurted out of the thin blood stained the hair of Thorwell's whole body almost instantly, and the last bit of obstacle that had been stalemate shattered like rotten wood under his impact, and under his leadership, the remaining werewolf warriors also began their final explosion!

Under the near-frenzied onslaught of the werewolves, the last barrier between them and Rocaeta was finally shattered. Torwell bore the brunt of the blow, and with a spin he lowered Livi from his neck, and behind her was the spear-wielding Rongaite, whose armor had several deep gaps, and in the face of a large number of enemies, no matter how proficient in martial arts he was, he would inevitably be hurt.

"You go first, and I'm going to bring out as many of my men as I can. Towell said coldly, his blood pupils were full of cold light, even if he was a wolf, the murderous desire burning in his chest was like poison eroding his will.

"Isn't that stupid dog crazy, you finally rushed out and now you're going to rush in and die!" said Rongait, wielding a spear and piercing a soldier's throat, the silver-embedded spear preventing the wound from healing, and the guy could only collapse weakly with blood bubbles in his throat.

"Smack!"

A crisp slap sounded from Thorwell's face, and he looked at the slender hand in disbelief, and Livien's teary-eyed eyes.

"Didn't you say you wanted to protect me? Didn't you say you wanted to protect the clan? Then you don't want to waste the lives of those warriors who traded their lives for yours!" Livien gently stroked Thorville's huge wolf head, tears welling up uncontrollably in her eyes, "If you're really good for them...... Escape from here first, and then gather your men for a crusade......"

Livian knew her husband's thoughts better than anyone else, and she wanted to rescue the valiant warriors, but that was not possible, and someone had to hold back the huge number of enemies in order to buy them time to retreat. It was not easy for Ragauta to bring his subordinates to the rescue, so the only people who could be behind the palace were those heavily armored cavalry......

"My lord, let's go, while we still have the strength......" The hedgehog-like black werewolf gasped, their number was less than twenty, and they all continued to fight with their blood and will, "We will hold them back, after all, the last madness of the werewolf These blood-sucking mongrels have not yet been taught......"

Even though there was bloodshot at the corners of their mouths, even if the wounds on their bodies didn't have time to heal, when it came to the last madness, these bloody guys still showed a hideous smile. Even if a pure-blooded werewolf is completely wolfed, it will retain a trace of sanity to fight, and this only remaining sanity greatly restricts the peak of their combat power.

Completely abandoning reason, turning into an instinctive fighting monster, fighting to the end, this is the ultimate ...... of werewolves

Scarred Armor...... Cracked, shattered by bulging muscles, and their already ferocious bodies swelled once more, breaking through the cage that bound them. In addition to the existence of armor, the more important thing is to restrain the extreme madness, the current situation is no longer needed, these killing monsters will be the most completely liberated!

If you want to turn into a powerful ghost, you must admit its madness.

One by one, eyes completely blood-red stared at the surging army of vampires, wild roars erupting from the throats of the beasts, these creatures who had completely surrendered to the will to kill bid farewell to Thornville with the last of their consciousness, and then rushed to the center of killing and death......

Kill your enemies as well as yourself.

"Let's go...... Let's go!" Livian couldn't control her feelings anymore and burst into tears. As a woman, her mind is far more delicate than Towell's, and the only thing she can do when she looks at the warriors who are fighting to the death in madness is to inherit their wishes and take their king with her.

The huge silver wolf claw was gently placed on her shoulder, and although it was extremely suppressed, the claw still couldn't help but tremble slightly. The silver giant wolf gritted its teeth, its jagged sharp teeth made a tooth-aching sound, and after a while, Toville finally closed his eyes: "Let's go, only by living can we have a chance of revenge......

Thornville did not dare to open his eyes, he was a viscount, a lord, a king in the hearts of those valiant warriors, and the weak act of shedding tears was a stain on them, and the king could not shed tears!

Under the cover of Rocaet, they retreated smoothly. The crazy roars and frantic shouts behind him gradually became smaller until they disappeared......

When the sunlight appeared on the ground again, several naked corpses stood in the chaotic camp of the Black Prince Edward, their bodies already stiff, and their flesh and blood were carved all over the scars. Each of them faced the camp of the Black Prince Edward, and a large number of corpses were piled up in front of them, and these sculptural corpses used their lives to cover the monarch's evacuation.

The big black tent was re-erected, the exquisite lines shining in the sun, and the black prince Edward sat cross-legged in the mess with his upper body naked, indifferently sucking the girl in his arms who was getting cold. Behind him, a ragged Becky carried two shivering teenagers, their white skin looming through the holes in their long skirts.

It stands to reason that Becky's figure is good enough to make every man reverie, but Edward, the Black Prince, is only focused on sucking blood, he squeezes the last drop of the girl's blood, and then violently snatches a boy from Becky's hand. The boy struggled in his hands like an ant in fear, and Edward the Black Prince tore all the boy's clothes, then gently bit his neck.

As Edward the Black Prince sucked, the boy's struggles became smaller and smaller, and finally his limbs hung down completely. It wasn't until he removed his lips and let out a pleasant gasp that Becky asked.

"My lord, what are you going to do next?"

"Of course, it is carried out according to the original plan, the human race is attacked by the human race, and the blood clan is killed by the blood clan, it's as simple as that. Licking his blood-stained lips, Black Prince Edward said happily. He probably lost less than four hundred men last night, and Tovel and the dead soldiers of Rocaeta together were about a little more than two hundred.

Although the number of deaths on their side was a little higher, it was nothing for the total strength of 5,000, and most of the people who were killed were low-blooded guys, so there was no need to regret it.

"Okay, I see. Pricky agreed, "As things stand, Ralgaite has already made an agreement with Tovir, and it makes sense that we will fight them at the same time, but considering the secret party behind Ralcaita......"

"There is no need to worry about the secret party at all. Black Prince Edward smiled contemptuously, "That weak organization has just lost a Millennium King, and its own strength has weakened, how can it be willing to fight with us." However, Delacuri's lowly first heir to the throne is indeed a bit interesting, although he and Yu are not opponents at the moment, but they still have to be wary. ”

Although the Black Prince Edward looked down on the Secret Party, he could not accept the rule of the Presbyterian Church, and since Dracuri had entered the Vatican with such a high profile, it meant that the Dragon Clan was determined to be driven by the Presbyterian Council. As long as it has something to do with the Council of Elders, it's what he hates!

"Go change your clothes, it's disgusting that you look now. Edward, the Black Prince, frowned and said, "Yu's maid must ensure that she is at least tidy at all times, understand?"

"Yes, my lord, I see. Looking at her torn clothes, Becky seemed to want to say something, but in the end she couldn't say it.