Ants can bite elephants to death, not to mention that werewolf warriors are much stronger and more fearless than ordinary vampires.

Even if it is thirteen prince-level vampire elders, in this surging werewolf army, they will quickly be annihilated silently, in the past, the vampire elders are afraid that they would have turned around and fled a long time ago, they know where the werewolf's lair is, but they never dare to attack, because they know in their hearts that even if they press the entire vampire clan, they are not sure of victory, not to mention that there is not harmony within the vampires.

Now that the situation has changed, the vampires have a real king, and the vampire elders dare not run away, otherwise their fate will be worse than death.

The thirteen vampire elders were full of ferocity, and the bestiality in their veins was stimulated, and a rich blood light emerged from them, like a barrier, resisting the first wave of the werewolf tide.

Carlo's face did not change, he still smiled, and slowly walked towards Van Helsing and the werewolf elders who led the wolf tide.

If the thirteen vampire elders were the reef that struggled to hold on to the raging tides, then Carlo was like Moses with the holy weapon in hand, the stormy waves parting before him, and the roaring tide crumbling before him.

Isn't it ironic to use a god-man as a metaphor for a demon?

The vicious and brutal werewolves pounced on Carlo frantically, but there seemed to be an invisible wall standing beside him, and no werewolf could touch the corners of his clothes, all of them were blocked.

A scorching momentum spread out violently, and countless werewolves were thrown out like raindrops, forming an incomparably spectacular scene in the stone room: the werewolves below were desperately rushing forward, and the werewolves screaming above their heads were thrown away, as if in a cycle, and the node was the slow-walking Carlo, rejecting everything.

The majesty of the king is not to be offended.

The five werewolf elders looked shocked, but Van Helsing had already met them without hesitation, and they roared and pounced fiercely.

Six werewolves, which were extremely large, instantly surrounded Carlo.

Faced with Van Helsing and the five werewolf elders after transforming into the Ancestral Werewolves, Carlo could no longer shoot them out as easily as before.

Countless wolf howls around him came and went, the sound of blood and fighting was endless, the red eyes, the heavy wheezing, and the smell of blood and wolf smell filled the mouth and nose, all stimulated the killing intent in Carlo's blood like a rising tide.

The green tendons on his forehead jumped, revealing his white teeth, and finally he couldn't bear it anymore and let out a low roar to restore his demonic body.

"Boom", a huge and hideous demon appeared in the wave, Carlo casually grabbed a strong werewolf, and tore it into two pieces at will like tearing a chicken leg, hot blood sprinkled on him, Carlo stretched out his long and crimson tongue and slowly licked his lips, and the violent and ferocious momentum swept the audience.

Even, when Carlo appeared, the field was eerily quiet for a short moment.

The thirteen vampire elders now knew what kind of terrifying existence they were ruling over them, and they were so excited that they couldn't help but tremble, their fangs bared, roaring like wild beasts, sheltering under Carlo's command, their momentum no weaker than that of countless werewolves.

Van Helsing also saw it, the familiar demon body reminded him of everything he had suffered in Transnesia, and the mixture of fear, anger, and humiliation in the power of his whole body made him completely irrational, and he turned into a giant wolf and met him fearlessly and fearlessly.

The five werewolf elders had the intention of retreating, but Van Helsing had already rushed forward, and the countless werewolf warriors in the field gave them some confidence, and their eyes were red, and they also pounced desperately.

This is the difference between a werewolf and a vampire, a werewolf is not afraid of death, but a vampire does not have the will to fight against the odds, so he can only retreat in battle after battle.

A perverted grim smile appeared on Carlo's face, he didn't even release dark flames, he just used his body to enjoy the most primitive pleasure of fighting.

Every part of Carlo's body turned into a killing machine, his batwing swept like two sharp and wide guillotines, and the werewolf warriors on both sides broke in two from their waists, and their foul-smelling internal organs spilled to the ground.

His tail is as nimble as a viper, hard as a spear, and easily pierces through the hearts of werewolf warriors.

His huge palm stroked over the werewolf's head, and the wolf's head burst open like a watermelon, and his brain splattered.

Van Helsing's huge body, far beyond the average werewolf, was still like a baby in front of Carlo, and he slapped the ground with a palm, his chest made a crisp sound of "crackling", his sternum was broken, and blood flowed out of his mouth, but the powerful self-healing ability allowed him to recover quickly, and he killed it with red eyes.

The five werewolf elders were swept by Carlo's giant arm, and the scarecrow flipped over, smashing the countless werewolf warriors behind him.

Carlo slew up, countless images of killings slid through his mind like flowing water, and Terraria's memories rang out with a joyful chime, flowing faster and faster.

Blood, flesh, and severed limbs flew in the air, and Carlo was like a slaughtering tyrant in the Shura field, the butcher's knife fell, and the head was rolling.

The experience points were growing rapidly, and the last short distance was decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally, a huge force erupted from Carlo's body.

He grabbed Van Helsing's body fiercely, his hands were forced, and a series of fierce explosions sounded, and his body swelled outward, and the momentum surged, so that countless werewolves couldn't help but kneel on the ground.

High Boss Tier.

Carlo raised Van Helsing with one hand, raised his head and roared, bathed in the rain of blood, furious.

When his dark golden tyrannical eyes fell back to the ground, he found that all the werewolves, including the five werewolf elders, were already prostrate on the ground, trembling all over, and a dog-like whimper came out of his mouth, miserable and pitiful.

"Haha," Carlo laughed maniacally, bringing Van Helsing in front of him.

This so-called werewolf ancestor, a man with the same name as the archangel, could now only bark his teeth at him weakly, and the flesh and bones all over his body were constantly tormenting him in a cycle of cracking and rebirth.

"I'm missing a few dogs to pull carts and janitors"

Carlo's low and hoarse voice, mixed with a thick killing intent, resounded in the field.

He slowly swept through everyone on the field, and no one dared to look at him.

"Are You Competent?"

The werewolves knelt on the ground in humiliation, their blood boiling and burning with anger, but their hearts had long been occupied by fear, and the death of countless compatriots made them chill.

Thirteen vampire elders fell to their knees on one knee and shouted, "Serve my lord with your body!"

The werewolves also whispered in unison, "I am willing to serve my lord with my body." ”

Carlo slammed his hand hard, Van Helsing let out a miserable howl, he laughed, the laughter shook so that the torches on the wall swayed, and the shadow was extremely hideous, please Baidu "throw the book network" Thank you for your support!