The attack on the periphery is very fierce, these retired soldiers are not only good at joint operations, but also quite accurate marksmanship, dozens of third-level werewolves who rushed out were all shot quickly, and the silver nitrate bullets greatly weakened their recovery ability, and death also appeared.

Wu Zihao slowly advanced, didn't mind putting away the spirits of these werewolves, kicked open the heavy iron gate, and entered the courtyard of the castle.

There are not many corpses on the ground, but they are extremely miserable, all of them have become sieves under such an offensive, and bullet holes make up for the naked body, flesh and blood are flesh and blood after all, where can they fight against the metal storm.

"Could it be that Ju Nu and Shamilles have done it, but the feeling just now is very wrong, what is there in this castle that will give me the illusion of heart palpitations, it's really strange!"

The divine sense was directly released, and he poured into the castle without any scruples, looking at the death storm brought by the chrysanthemum and Shamilles, he couldn't help frowning, the fragility of the Ewen family was a bit unexpected to him, even if they were all fifth-level werewolves, they still couldn't resist the attack.

The divine sense continued to probe into the ground, and sure enough, there were still people below, a huge underground palace, the existence of two or three hundred people, of which fifth-level werewolves accounted for more than half, except for three seventh-level werewolves, the rest were sixth-level werewolves, which was also a lot of power.

"Walk through the hall, there's a fountain in that courtyard in the back yard, and there's the entrance, so don't worry about all this waste on it!"

The ears of the chrysanthemum girl and Shamilles suddenly remembered Wu Zihao's voice, and the two of them paused slightly, and immediately moved quickly towards the backyard, and the third- and fourth-level werewolves along the way didn't bother to pay attention.

"Mouse, it's all cleaned up here, what's going on over there?"

The communicator on his ear sounded Huang Xionghao's excited roar, and a violent breath surged, obviously this kid can afford to kill, and the bloodthirsty power in his body was seduced.

Wu Zihao pressed the switch and said: "Okay, come here, let Luo Becca and them come over too, be responsible for guarding the periphery, as long as someone steps into the cordon, kill directly!"

"It's good, I'll be there soon, I haven't killed enough here, leave me a little!"

Cutting off communications, Wu Zihao has already stepped into the main gate of the castle, looked up at the thirty-meter-high hall, and couldn't help but secretly exclaim, everything here is artificially built, I don't know how much manpower and material resources it took to have such a glory today, but unfortunately under the bombardment of artillery fire, it has been damaged in many places, and I can't help but feel a little sorry.

Roar!

The werewolves of the Ewen family, who had already killed the red eye, rushed over in a roar of rage after seeing Wu Zihao, not knowing how stupid his choice was, completely rendered by the blood around him, and had only one thought in his heart, that is, to tear the creature in front of him apart.

Things that don't know whether they are dead or alive seem to be rats living in sewers, and they don't know the laws of survival in this world.

The seemingly gentle movement, under the sharp claws of the oncoming werewolf, gently twisted his body, pressed his fist on his abdomen, and directly exploded the thick fur of the werewolf with the spiritual power of thunder, leaving a hole the size of a head, and the blood sprayed on the werewolf behind him like a fountain.

The ferocity of the werewolf is not only a powerful recovery ability, but also the fierce spirit that is not afraid of death, the death of a werewolf does not stop the footsteps of the remaining werewolves, but provokes their ferocity, even more crazy.

As if walking in the garden, the corridor that Wu Zihao walked through, leaving behind bright red footprints, looked so shocking under this flickering light.

The fountain in the backyard had been torn open a huge opening, and a little light was revealed at a depth of more than ten meters.

Jumping down lightly, the huge passage was already full of werewolf corpses, and the divine sense unfolded, and sure enough, in the depths of the palace, Ju Nu and Shamille were entangled by more than a dozen sixth-level werewolves, although they could injure each other every time, but after all, there were too many other opponents, and soon there were other companions on top, and the injured ones were resting and recovering on the side, so that Ju Nu and Shamilles fell into disadvantage.

Wu Zihao's quiet arrival did not attract the attention of the peripheral werewolves at all, but these guys kept letting out a fierce roar in the noise, which was essentially different from the elegance of the blood clan, like a nest of gophers.

The strength of the sixth-level werewolf is very strong, both the speed and attack power are much stronger than the fifth-level werewolf, according to the ability to fight in close combat, it has reached the level of the intermediate demon, fortunately, these guys can't use spiritual power, otherwise this kind of potential power is simply comparable to a second-level sect in the Eastern cultivation world, or the kind of second-level sect with very good potential power.

At this moment, Wu Zihao also understood why the West and the East had the kind of agreement they heard at the beginning, once these two forces broke out into a big war, the consequences would be quite serious, and they could definitely be regarded as an equal opponent.

"It seems that it is not easy to establish a foothold here!"

With a long sigh, Wu Zihao realized his short-sightedness, and he understood that it was definitely not an easy thing to settle here, the only advantage was that it was not as difficult as dealing with the Eastern Monks, and the werewolves who still relied on their bodies did not need to worry too much at all.

After a while, Wu Zihao was slightly stunned, and then he thought of his purpose, there was no breath of Kadifa here, and there was no existence of him at all when his divine sense swept away, thinking of the uncomfortable things he felt before, he seemed to be faintly aware of it.

The besieged chrysanthemum girl was not nervous, a three-foot-long knife in her hand like a rotating ball of light, the surrounding werewolves were never allowed to approach, once within two meters, they would be cut by the sharp blade on the body one after another, and the slightest trace of scorching flame power on the blade would pour into the body, so that the werewolf's proud strong recovery power was greatly reduced.

Charmilles on the side does not have the elegant knife skills of the chrysanthemum, but it is the simplest way to fight, once a werewolf enters her attack range, even if it is a behemoth that is three or four meters high, it will be clasped by her pair of slender arms, followed by intimate contact with the ground, and the trace of purple lightning is mercilessly rushed into the opponent's body, making a dull explosion.

"You damn things, rushing to attack my Ewen family, you should be broken into pieces, today, none of you want to leave here!"

An old man at the back of the hall sat on a simple and rough chair, and let out a low roar viciously, whether or not he could kill this sneak attacker this time, his Ewen family had been greatly traumatized, and I am afraid that it would be impossible to fight the Mogro family in the rest of the days.

"This time we come here, you can't even drive us away, from now on, there will be no Ewen Felecao family in Limoges, all of you here will die!"

In the chrysanthemum girl's sneer, the sword suddenly shone with firelight, and the entire blade was covered by flames, the blade that was originally more than a meter long suddenly became longer, and the flame knife light exploded instantly, and a knife surging forward, involving the five or six sixth-level werewolves in front of him, and in the roar of pain, there was an amputated limb on the ground.

With a knife, the chrysanthemum girl's feet also shook slightly, the consumption of spiritual power was too huge, this knife she used the power of the fire in her body, and the consumption of spiritual power was very large, and she would release it twice at most with her strength, and at that time, it would become someone else's fish on the board.

"Changed to death!"

It was none other than Hawkes, the current patriarch of the Eun Felecao family, whose son Nakru had died at the hands of Degu, who had aged a lot in just three years.

"Although my werewolf clan can't use spells, it's not something you can humiliate at will!"

Hawkes turned his head to look to the side and said softly, "Ms. Lorina, I'll trouble you now!"

In the dark shadow outside the crowd, a smaller figure wrapped in a black robe walked over and said extremely softly: "Hawkes, if you want to kill these two people, the reward you have to pay me will be much higher!"

Hawkes' pupils shrank, and he said quietly: "Dear Lady Lorina, wasn't the price we talked about before just ten young fifth-level men, and now you seem to be a bit of a breach of contract to raise the price, isn't it possible that the great dark wizard has also begun to learn to betray the agreement?"

"Mr. Hawkes, please watch your words!" Rowena lifted the wide black hat on her head, a suffocatingly white face was revealed in the light, her eyes as clear and transparent as glass beads were exquisite, and her black lips opened gently: "Never blaspheme great witchcraft, the consequences are not something you can bear!"

"You didn't tell me before that your opponent is comparable to the existence of a seventh-level werewolf, and it is still two, do you think it is enough to kill such two people?"

The wrinkles on Hawkes' face trembled, and after a moment he exclaimed, "Don't want Lady Rollena to get anything in return?"

Luo Lina stretched out her white palm that was bloodshot, and said slowly: "Fifty heads, give me fifty fifth-level werewolves, I will help you kill these two invaders now, otherwise I will definitely not make a move!"

Silent, Hawkes turned his head to look at the battle in the middle of the main hall, there were already more than a dozen sixth-level werewolves who fell in a pool of blood, and fifty fifth-level werewolves were not many, but for him, every child of the family was the seed of a powerful family, and it was too distressing to give it up like this.

"Oops, another sixth-level werewolf is dead, it seems that in the next ten years, it will be impossible for you to fight with the Mogro family, and this place in Limoges will also be surrendered, maybe Chateauroux is where you should live!"

Rollina's laughter was good, but it was extremely harsh to Hawkes's ears.

"Okay, I promise you, kill these two people, and I'll give you fifty family heirs, but you have one more thing to promise me, and that is to make them into puppets and give them to me!" Hawkes said fiercely, as if he had made up his mind.

Luo Lina laughed coquettishly: "You are really good at business, for the sake of fifty fifth-level werewolves, I will promise you, those herbs for making puppets are very expensive, this business really makes me suffer!"

Hawkes secretly clenched his fists, and he wanted to slap this witch's head with a slap, fifty fifth-level werewolves, this can take decades to conceive the strength of the force, just like this witch to leave, his heart is dripping blood.