As the howl of the werewolf resounded through the four fields, a mutation suddenly came.

A sudden red glow dyed the moonlight a palpitating red.

With the red moon in the sky, an extremely ominous scene enveloped the main peak of the Central Mountain Range, exuding an aura of fear and oppression.

The Ice Knights thought they were dazzled, how could the moon be red?

Shocked, the speed of their charge slowed down suddenly, and their wills fell into a huge impact.

A silver dragon warrior forcibly suppressed the shock in his heart, recovered his state, and with a loud shout, a sword stabbed at Constantine, and the sword wind rolled up countless sand and stones, but this sharp sword was intercepted in mid-air.

A half-moon-shaped blade blocked the thrust of the Silver Dragon Samurai with all his might.

The blade slashed through the throat of the Silver Dragon Samurai like lightning, and the blood light bloomed, and the samurai, who had the strength of a high-ranking knight, had no time to fight back, and fell into an eternal sleep.

Before he fell, a soft fiery red floated in front of his eyes, it was....hair.

Constantine looked at the slim woman under the moon, "It's just in time. ”

"It's a bit difficult to pinpoint your location in the central mountain range, but it's good to have the aura of two sanctuaries on the mountain, and it's perfect to act as a lighthouse. The woman stroked her long hair, her red hair like a flame shaking in the night wind, "Also, another guy came with me." ”

"Dragonlancer, listen up, standing in front of you is Karena, codenamed Red Moon, ranked ninth in the Hunters' Guild. The red-haired beautiful woman raised her head, looked at the sluggish samurai, and said proudly. "Remember my name, even in hell. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a crimson spear fell from the sky and slammed into the ground, and the flames bloomed like red lotuses, turning into countless flying fiery snakes.

The heat wave came to their faces, and the Silver Dragon warriors who were the first to attack staggered back.

"Legendary weapon!" the knowledgeable Silver Dragon Samurai let out an exclamation.

A black-gloved hand slowly pulled the spear from the ground, and the man holding the spear was a samurai in armor, and a pair of eyes under the mask shot an incomprehensible cold light.

"Mordred, the Hunters' Guild is ranked fifteenth. The knight with the red spear made a deep sound.

"I said, when did the guild start to get into the habit of having a boring name and code name before meeting and killing? Constantine said.

Karena rolled her eyes, "Don't you think it's a little more handsome and more in line with our master style?"

Mordred said lightly: "The Silver Dragon Warrior is a respectable opponent, and reporting their names can make them die clearly. ”

Constantine scratched his head, then added solemnly, "Constantine Elliottard, codenamed Morning Star, is ranked sixth in the Hunters' Guild. ”

Karena continued to roll her eyes: "Your self-introduction as a sixth-place person is really unimpressive. ”

Constantine shot back unceremoniously: "The aura of a killer kills people and cares about a fart? Of course, the smaller the movement, the more convenient it is to kill, the third-ranked nightmare guy assassinated His Majesty the Emperor on the roof of the arena, not to mention his name, he didn't even let out a fart, this is called professional, do you understand?"

Seeing that the two were busy arguing, Mordred frowned, "You two, if you want to compete for professionalism, I think it may be more convincing to talk with people's heads than words." ”

"That's what this guy said. Karena whistled, "Let's have a fight, Morningstar, and we'll see who kills the Ice Knight more." ”

"Fuck off, I've been tossing all day, killing a crown mage, crippling a dragon veiner, and finally spending a few hours in the Black Forest with a perverted warlock, and now I'm still injured, tired and alive, how can I be in the mood to accompany you to collect people's heads?"

Constantine said angrily, "If you want to fight yourself, if it's not enough, let the three guys in the back come out to help you." ”

"Hehe, your perception is as sharp as ever, and you deserve to be the best in the Hunters' Guild, His Highness Constantine. ”

Bloods with smiles on their faces emerged from behind Constantine, and vampires in evening dresses were fair-skinned, handsome, and personable.

It was none other than the Lucifer member who assassinated Diana that day, the Bloodline Killer --- Borherz.

In his hand he held a magical dagger glowing with blood, the same dagger that had previously created the illusion of a blood-stained moon.

The Blood Crying Dagger, a cursed weapon that sucked the blood and soul power of the three great heretics, and its terrifying power even once put Diana, who was a god, into a deep sleep.

And the maker of this evil weapon is slowly walking into the moonlight at a leisurely pace at this moment.

It was an old man in tattered robes and cloaks, and it would be too far-fetched to describe him as a man, because he was not a human at all, and his whole body was filled with the smell of metal.

Only one-third of his body is flesh and blood, and the rest of his body is replaced by a magical machine made of forbidden magic and alchemy.

His name was Daedalus, a former high-ranking member of the Alchemy Altar, who was banished from the Alchemy Altar for engaging in sinful and dangerous alchemy experiments, and has since fallen into heresy.

The last being to emerge from the darkness is the most remarkable.

It was a werewolf carrying a huge mace, nearly four meters tall in the werewolf race, which could also be classified as a large man, wearing a simple steel armor, and his eyes burned with a strong desire to fight and destroy.

Bringing together the most dangerous people on so many continents, the central mountain range tonight is destined to be uncalm.

The Ice Knights, who had just broken free from their hallucinations, were a little shocked when they looked at the few people who appeared in their field of vision, especially when they saw the tall werewolf with fierce eyes, they couldn't help but feel timid.

However, the order given by the marquis hardened the hearts of the battle-hardened knights and regained their fighting spirit.

Looking at the murderous Ice Knights, Karena was a little surprised, "What the hell? Could it be that the name of the Hunter Guild has been so worthless all these years?"

Constantine sighed, "Caulfield is still on the top of the mountain, do you think they have the courage to escape?"

"It's a pity that my alchemy golem still needs a little time to perfect, otherwise, I alone will be able to send away this group of dragon lance imps. Daedalus let out a hoarse laugh, "They'll be handed over to you first, honorable chief." ”

The werewolf chief nodded, striding out, and the surging wolf howl sounded again, like a war drum before the battle, wielding a mace, and smashing it towards the Ice Knights.

The Ice Knights at the front held up the shields they carried with them, the armor on their bodies shimmered with magical luster, and the protective spells on the alchemy armor had been activated, although it was the lowest-level spell shield, it was enough to help them resist most physical attacks.

The werewolf chief roared, and the mace slammed down on the knights at the front, causing the spell shield to sink in a shocking dent, and even the armor and shield were slightly deformed.

What a terrible power!

The sturdy magic armor created by the alchemy altar claimed to be able to resist the battle axe wielded by the full force of the adult orc, and it was almost impossible to survive the chief's first blow.

It's just that the strength standards of ordinary humans and even orcs are almost meaningless for monsters like werewolf chiefs, if you smash the werewolves a few more times, not to mention the rune steel armor even if it is rune diamond armor, I am afraid that it will not be able to protect them.

The Glacier Knights at the front trembled their wrists, but they clutched their shields, convinced that the magical defense of their armor would be enough to support their companions when they arrived, and dozens of spears would pierce the werewolf's body.

Suddenly, a hoarse chanting sounded, and then, under the horrified gaze of the Ice Knights, the magical light on the rune armor actually dissipated.