In the neutral area of the Sun and Moon Forest, the night is deep, there are no birds and beasts, except for the occasional faint insect chirping in the jungle, there is no sound coming, and a round of crescent moon overlooks the forest under the cluster of stars, silently hiding into the floating clouds.

A pair of red eyes bloomed in the darkness, and with treacherous eyes, he glanced at the werewolf village in front of him, and uttered a few strange incantations in his mouth, only to hear the sound of wings flapping from the depths of the forest.

"Go, my children, hunt to their heart's content, let them see who the hunter is!" With the woman's grim grin, the sound of a large number of wings flapping approached the werewolf village from all directions.

At this time, on a tree near the village, a gray owl hidden in the shadow of the tree keenly caught all this, flapped its wings and flew away silently.

Countless people in robes and red eyes descended from the sky in the werewolf village and attacked the werewolves guarding the village, the werewolf guards roared and transformed into sturdy werewolves to pounce on the enemy, while the intruders spread their demonic wings and unleashed evil dark magic with black claws.

The battle soon spread throughout the village, and all the purebred werewolves in the village turned into fighters, while the human wolves who could not transform freely were responsible for protecting the young children and the elderly in the village, but their strength was too weak, and people were constantly knocked to the ground.

"Kill them all, don't hesitate!" With this majestic shout, a woman with dark red magic wings flashed above the village in the red light, her body was filled with a thick blood mist, and her hands condensed four blood-colored magic beads and threw them to the ground.

The blood-colored orbs that fell into the village spread out huge blood-colored rings, and the werewolves within the range would bleed profusely after being injured by the enemy's claws and magic, and their bodies quickly weakened, and even the werewolves' powerful healing abilities could not help them resist the erosion of this dark power.

The enemies took this opportunity to launch a frenzied attack on the werewolves, and many of them were knocked to the ground, although they were not completely dead, but they were no longer able to continue the fight, and the whole village was filled with a strong smell of blood.

"At this moment, we will let them know who is the real victor!" the woman in mid-air opened her arms and laughed triumphantly, the laughter echoing over the village and the forest, and the moon in the sky turned red in the hideous laughter.

"No, you will never be able to defeat the wolves, just as your father failed, so will you!"

Suddenly, a contemptuous sneer came from behind her, and the woman's red-flashing eyes turned sharply behind her, only to see a black bird flying slowly through the air, and with a flash of red light, a black shadow volleyed on her.

The woman who was suddenly attacked lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground, and in mid-air she waved her black claws to grab at the other party, but was grabbed by a hand and grabbed her wrist, and the two smashed through the roof of a wooden house with a bang and fell into the house.

"Damn, who dares to attack me!" the woman stood up from the ground, gathered her wings and patted the dust on the long skirt of the beautiful red dress, and looked up to see a man dressed in black raise his head, revealing Rogge's cold eyes under the wide-brimmed hat.

"Your Highness Elizabeth, I can't believe that we will meet again. Rog stared at the vampire princess's blood-red lips and pale face, and shook his head meaningfully.

"Mr. Rogge, I was going to look for you after I finished this work, but I didn't expect you to send it to the door yourself!" Elizabeth's beautiful mouth curled into a sinister smile, and a pair of blood-red magic wings spread out behind her back, and she said in a cold tone: "Let's settle old scores here!"

"I think so too, you'll be the highest-blooded member I've ever killed. Rogge pulled out the silver sword from behind his back and pointed it at Elizabeth.

"Are you sure you can do it?" Elizabeth sneered and spread her arms, pointing to the village outside the wooden house where the ghost was crying wolf, "Outside of this wooden house, I have brought six nobles of the Blood Clan, as well as their loyal warriors, and you, Mr. Witcher, you are only one man!"

"Perhaps, you should ask the nobles outside if the situation is as you say. Rogge smiled mockingly.

Elizabeth frowned suspiciously, and telepathically asked the vampire nobles outside about the battle, only five of them replied to her inquiry, and the answer she received shocked her: a large number of the top 'Steelclaw' werewolves had poured into the village, the vampire lord Hal had been killed, and the rest of the army was in a bitter battle.

"This can't be!" Elizabeth looked at Rogge in surprise, and Rogge smiled proudly: "Prey may be able to resist the hunting of hunters, but they will never be able to take the initiative to hunt good hunters, Your Highness Elizabeth, you are too confident!"

"Even so, you don't want to survive from my claws again!" Elizabeth's red eyes flashed a fierce light, and the figure dissipated in the red blood mist, Rogge calmly plunged the silver sword into the ground, took out a cigar from his body and lit it, and suddenly kicked the silver sword forward.

Elizabeth's figure flashed in front of him, avoiding the flying silver sword and slamming its claws at Rogge, who held the cigar to the corner of his mouth, and the figure passed Elizabeth in a flash, catching up with the silver sword flying forward, turning back and pointing the sword straight at the back of the vampire princess's heart.

Elizabeth's magic wings swung away Rogge's silver sword, and a string of red-eyed bats was released from his sleeve with a strange scream, and Rogge dodged back with a miss, and the claw blade of his left hand released a string of blades to cut the bat, only to hear a burst of explosions one after another, and the bats released by Elizabeth were detonated one after another.

The whole wooden house was filled with a red blood mist, and she could not see her fingers, and Elizabeth's pointed ears caught Rogge's voice in the small space, and suddenly, she heard the voice coming from the corner of the wooden house.

"I've found you, Mr. Witcher!" a sinister smile appeared on her blood-red lips as her figure dissipated into the blood mist, and in the mist-filled room, a pair of red eyes and a pair of green eyes briefly intersected in the mist, and a terrible cry and a violent roar came from the wooden house at the same time.

With a loud rumbling sound, the wooden house where the two were located collapsed, a figure smashed one of the walls of the wooden house, and fell to the ground outside the house, Elizabeth's figure in a red dress struggled to get up from the ground, and the surrounding werewolves roared together and pounced on the vampire princess, but were shocked out by a wave of red energy.

"Damn, you ......" Elizabeth clutched her torn left shoulder in pain, knocking down the werewolves who had besieged her, and looked up at the collapsed mist of the wooden house, a figure walking out of it with slow steps, and the light of the fire at the front of the cigar reflected in Elizabeth's eyes.

"Your Highness, you obviously think things too simply, this is a war between hunters and prey, and I am also one of the hunters. Rog strode over the ruins of the hut and approached Elizabeth with his sword in his right hand glittering silver in the night.

"No, I carry the glory of the Bloodclan in my body, and I will not fall here!" Elizabeth angrily stretched out her hand to him, trying to launch a dark magic attack, but she felt her own blood clotting, and the blood flowing in every vein was slowed down by the cold, and even the consciousness in her head seemed to be congealing.

"It's time to put an end to this!" Rogge said, his body moving, like a gust of wind rushing towards Elizabeth.

The princess tried with all her might to control her stiff right hand, trying to use her sharp black claws to launch a counterattack, but her slow speed did not pose any threat to Rog, and the silver sword flashed with a silver light that pierced through the soft abdomen.

"Harlot!" Elizabeth's exclamation echoed through the night sky of the forest, and the horror in her blood-red eyes turned to sadness, and the vampire nobleman in a black tuxedo who stopped in front of her grabbed Rog's sharp blade with his pale hands and stared back into Elizabeth's eyes.

"Your Highness, for the sake of the Bloodline, get out of here......" Count Harlot used his last gaze to transmit his thoughts to Elizabeth, and then turned into a cloud of ashes in front of her, only the blood-stained black tuxedo fell at Rogge's feet.

"This hatred never ends!" Elizabeth roared with heart-rending rage, and all the Bloods in the village dissipated into the mist in an instant.

Rogge stared silently at the place where Elizabeth dissipated, silently glanced down at Earl Harlot's tuxedo, put away the silver sword in his hand, took off the cigar from the corner of his mouth, and whispered to himself: "I will wait for your revenge again, Your Highness." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Rogge. The werewolf patriarch walked up from behind him and said to Rogge gratefully.

"You're welcome, Grand Patriarch, this is what I should do for a witcher. Rogge bowed humbly.

"Maybe for you, it's not just from the position of a witcher. The Grand Patriarch stared into Rogge's eyes and said with a meaningful smile.

Rogge calmly looked at the Great Patriarch's flashing green eyes and the kind smile on his face, nodded lightly and said, "You are right, this is also out of obligation to my brother, I am a child who grew up in the forest, and everyone here is my brother. ”

"Glad to hear you say that. The Grand Patriarch gently hugged him approvingly, and then asked him about Elizabeth, and Rog told him about her situation on the Ice Island, and the Grand Patriarch was surprised to hear that she was the daughter of the Vampire King.

"I thought that the royal family of the Blood Clan had been destroyed in that great war a hundred years ago. The patriarch said with emotion.

"If the werewolves had been involved in that battle, you might have thought so, but alas, the self-righteous Shrine didn't invite your clan. Rogge took a puff on his cigar and looked back at the little owl Lilith who landed on his shoulder.

He gently exhaled a puff of smoke, watched them slowly float in the air towards the bright moon that was gradually fading blood, and sighed softly: "Maybe it's really her life, after the incident on the Ice and Snow Island, due to the destruction of the Priesthood Order, the griffins of the Knights died, and we didn't pursue Elizabeth anymore, but I didn't expect her to escape back to the mainland." ”

"I think she's coveting the white jade rod of Dragon Cliff. The Great Patriarch's expression became serious, he looked back at the werewolf warriors who were cleaning the battlefield, and said to Rogge, "It looks like it's time to prepare for battle." ”

Rogge bowed his head slightly in agreement, his eyes swept over the expression of the great patriarch who wanted to speak and stopped, and asked with a smile: "You seem to have a question for me, I am not wrong, right?"