New World Chapter 43: Evolution

The four werewolves slowly slid to the ground, and although they were still twitching, a hole had been cut in their heads, and low-level regeneration was probably not enough to complete such a repair.

The rider's suit was torn by the werewolf's sharp teeth and claws, Ning Wuwu simply ripped off the torn clothes, naked, no scars, even if he was bitten by the werewolf, there were only a few small white spots on his shoulders and neck, and the white spots were still fading.

! Cold sweat instantly broke out from Ryan's bald head, in his long life, Ryan had seen many things that were difficult for ordinary people to understand, but everything in front of him was still beyond his imagination.

The other werewolves howled, not quite understanding what the little man in front of him had done to his companion, but it didn't prevent more werewolves from rushing towards Ning Wuwu.

Ning Wuwu's body flickered and disappeared in place, Amelia only felt that she fell into a warm chest, and the werewolf who had grabbed her stood there stunned, a line of blood emerged from the middle of its head, and then a large amount of blood spurted out, and its head was split in half.

Ning Wuwu held Amelia in one hand and a bayonet in the other, and a trace of blood slipped from the blade of the spear.

Terrible, Ryan has always felt that Lucas is the strongest creature, and after transforming, he is even more unstoppable, but what is this monster in front of him? No, there's still a chance, Ryan grabbed the syringe in his pocket.

"Up!"

Ryan gave the order, and the werewolves around him swarmed up, and he quickly left the scene.

The wolf howled and shook the sky, and thirty or forty werewolves surrounded Ning Wuwu and Amelia, which seemed to be in a critical situation, but in fact, it was like a bunch of babies besieging a strong man, if it weren't for Ning Wuwu to protect Amelia, they wouldn't even have a chance to join the siege.

Having seen their attitude towards humans, Ning Wuwu had long hated the two races, and he did not hesitate to start, the severed limbs and remains of werewolves were everywhere at the scene, and viscous blood flowed wantonly.

In view of the existence of low-level regeneration, Ning Wuwu made a dead hand, and the werewolves were red-eyed in the end, even if Ning Wuwu casually threw Amelia into the carriage, there was no trouble for the werewolves to find her, they were all attacking Ning Wuwu with their lives, and Ning Wuwu with his free hand was even more full of firepower, ten points of strength made his kinetic energy close to two tons, and ten points of agility made his shot as fast as lightning, and no werewolf could dodge his attack in a short distance.

And in the face of the werewolf's attack, Ning Wuwu didn't even have the intention of dodging, the strong defense and recovery brought by the ten-point physique were more terrifying than low-level regeneration, Ning Wuwu, who had already tried the upper limit of the werewolf's attack power, completely ignored the werewolf's fangs and claws, and in three minutes, everything fell silent, even if there were no dead werewolves, they were also mended by Ning Wuwu one by one.

Returned to the carriage, opened a bottle of wine casually, and just put it to his lips, huh?! Looking at the red liquor in the bottle, Ning Wuwu was stunned and threw it out in disgust.

"It's artificial blood, and we've forbade the BloodClan from sucking human blood a long time ago."

Amelia, who was hiding in the carriage, had already regained her composure, picked up a bottle of wine and put it in front of Ning Wuwu, Ning Wuwu glanced at Amelia, and the kind of indifference and uneliminated killing intent surprised Amelia.

Probe, Amelia, Advanced Vampire, Weak State, Four-Dimensional Attributes: Strength 7, Agility 8, Perception 7, Constitution 7, Skill...

Amelia felt like she was naked and looked at the light for the first time in a thousand years.

Ning Wuwu took the wine bottle and drank it all in one go, before picking up another bottle of wine and pouring it on the bayonet gun to clean the blood stains on it.

"What do you want?"

Amelia didn't ask until Ning Wuwu put away the bayonet gun, and the thousand-year-old experience allowed Amelia to face everything calmly, but looking at the layers of werewolf corpses outside the carriage, Amelia couldn't help but ask.

"Well, who knows? Maybe I'm just trying to erase what shouldn't exist. ”

Ning Wuwu looked up at Amelia and said with a slight smile.

Although Ning Wuwu was smiling, a chill rose from the bottom of Amelia's heart...

Ryan returned to the gathering place, Lucian had already captured Michael who had just escaped from the vampire manor, and when he saw Ryan returning, he couldn't help but ask excitedly.

"Got it?"

Ryan nodded, pulled the syringe from his bosom and handed it over.

"Hahahaha, hahahaha!"

Lucien laughed loudly, his eyes shining as he looked at the syringe in his hand.

"Ryan, our plan is about to be completed, and soon we will have the power to crush those miscellaneous pieces, I am the first, you are the second!"

Lucian said excitedly hugging Ryan's shoulders, but saw that Ryan's face was ugly, and even the clothes on his body were wet with sweat.

"Huh? What's the matter? Ryan? ”

Lucian asked.

"I met a man who was so strong that our compatriots couldn't even hold him back."

Ryan said bitterly.

Lucian seemed to think of something when he heard Ryan's words, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he asked in a dry voice.

"Well, what does that guy look like?"

"It's Asian, and for the rest, I don't remember Asian face blindness very well."

Ryan thought about it and didn't say anything.

"Asians? Are you sure?! ”

Lucien asked repeatedly.

"Yes, I'm sure of that."

Ryan replied in the affirmative this time.

"Asians, Asians..."

Lucien muttered a few words, his expression became relaxed, and he regained his composure.

"It's okay, the plan is complete, soon we will have the power to sweep everything, and when we crush those miscellaneous pieces, if that Asian dares to appear, I will let him experience what despair is."

Lucien picked up the needle and walked towards Michael.

"But..."

Ryan wanted to say something, but seeing Lucian's appearance, he finally swallowed the rest of the words.

Lucian pulled out a tube of blood from Michael's body and injected it into himself, then picked up Amelia's blood and injected half of it into himself.

The two bloods seemed to have some kind of chemical reaction, Lucian's exposed skin blood vessels changed color and swelled and bulged, Lucian screamed in pain, his eyes turned white and he fell to the ground trembling.

"Lucian!"

Ryan anxiously came to Lucian's side and helped him up, Lucian was lying on his body, breathing rapidly, at this time, starting from the blood vessels, his skin color slowly darkened, and continued to spread, Ryan felt a pain in his arm, which was Lucian's subconscious finger force...

Gradually, Lucian adapted to the changes in his body, stopped shaking, and his breathing became steady.

"Lucian."

Ryan called softly.

Lucien jerked his head up and smiled eerily.

"It's your turn, Ryan."