Under the moon, a pack of wolves swarmed up.

Their cooperation is not very tacit, after all, they are a patchwork family, and they don't hope that other factions will lose their strength.

This is the only chance for the two.

He glanced at Lavinia and nodded slightly, a layer of black scale armor emerged from the part of his heart, quickly expanding to his whole body, and the temperature rose again in the already blazing heatwave.

This is not a complete half-dragonization, at best, it is a manifestation of the bloodline of the dragonborn stimulated by the blood waterfall.

This state has limited blessings for Lothar's strength, but its durability has also been greatly enhanced.

"Decree Delay!"

The speed of the besieging werewolves immediately slowed down visibly.

Immediately followed by the terrifying coercion of the Dark Lord.

The illusory shadow of the magic dragon is entrenched in the dark streets, and its golden eyes are like two gas lamps, which is daunting.

Under the double suppression, the blessings brought to them by the full moon night were almost completely erased.

The werewolves didn't know why, but it was Lavinia's talent for law that was so powerful that it was a little unreasonable.

At the same time as their hearts were shocked, their golden eyes were full of fierce light.

"Kill the women of the Bologna family first!"

Lavinia frowned, she wasn't good at fighting, but it would be a mistake to treat her as a useless support for that.

Golden thorns wrapped around her arm.

"Order: Evil Retreat!"

The werewolves who surrounded and killed seemed to have hit an iron wall and flew out with a bang.

"Ritsu Cage!"

Golden thorns sprouted from the ground, imprisoning more than a dozen wolves.

The ability to rule is not a true way to say what she says, but a way to pry the rules, so she can't make all the werewolves present kill them at the first order, which is a characteristic that only real rules have.

Bang –

The cage was slammed open.

But Lothar's shadow had appeared like a ghost in front of the centurion who had been the first to get out of trouble.

The crossed sword surrounded by flames slashed down on the head, and the wolf centurion who had just broken out of the cage only had time to tilt his head before he was slashed on the shoulder by the blade.

If the opponent is only holding an ordinary weapon, this injury, even if the entire shoulder is chopped off, is not a fatal injury for the werewolf, who has always been known for his resilience.

But on this sword, there is also a dragon flame that comes from the Karelian fire dragon under the blessing of the double volcanic divinity!

The flames, in an instant, ignited the hair all over his body, turning it into a torch.

The terrible screams pierced through the entire long street.

"A centurion died so soon?"

The wolf clan who watched behind the scenes had different expressions.

The centurion of the Saluzzo family clapped his hands even more: "Good boy, if you continue to fight like this, tonight will be the end of these Sasari wolf cubs." ”

On the side, the centurion of the Bologna family sneered: "There is more than one outbreak, but it is not enough for a long time, just the two of them, if they want to win over so many pure-blood centurions, unless the Sasari family is a bunch of waste." ”

"Heh, why do you guys turn your elbows out, your Bologna family doesn't like Lavinia so much, why don't you marry her to our family, how about this stinky boy?"

The centurion of Bologna sneered and stopped talking.

In his eyes, a member who can't create benefits for the family, no matter how talented he is, he can't talk about his own person, and the greatest value is estimated to be only the excellent bloodline on her body.

But the internal digestion of this bloodline is the best choice, and even if it has to be married, it will only choose traditional allies, not the Saluzo family.

At this time, the situation in the field changes extremely quickly.

The law could not trap them for long, and when Lothar was about to make a move on the second man, the werewolves escaped one after another and surrounded Lothar in the middle.

Although Lavinia's law is strong, among the enemies in front of her, there are as many as several elite centurions of the same level, not to mention ordinary centurions who are only inferior.

Keng——

Metallic claws popped out of the backs of werewolves' hands.

They all rushed towards Lothar, and their intention was also obvious, since they couldn't solve Lavinia's auxiliary staff in a short time, they simply concentrated all their forces and killed Lothar's output first.

The two of them, no matter who loses their combat effectiveness first, the remaining one will be unable to support themselves and will definitely die.

At this point, the effects of the law of sluggishness gradually faded.

The werewolves' speed is no longer affected too much.

Werewolves attacked from front to back, up and down, in almost all directions.

Lothar took a deep breath, and the blazing dragon flames turned into a wall of fire.

While the werewolf stopped in shock, he immediately saw that Lothar's figure smashed through the wall of fire, as if the fiery red sword that had been calcined in the forge for hundreds of years pierced straight into his body, and instantly scorched all his internal organs.

He opened his mouth, intending to say something, but what came out of his mouth was a blazing flame.

The centurion of the Bologna family, who was secretly watching the battle, couldn't hold back the doubts in his heart and asked, "When did Saluzo start researching fire spells?" ”

Moreover, looking at this attainment, it is inevitably too strong, and it happens to have a strong restraint effect on werewolves who are good at replying.

With this kind of large-scale spell, the consumption should be very large, why is this person like a nobody? Could it be that the Saluzo family has researched some systematic inheritance of fire spells?

This time it was the centurion of the Saluzzo family who sneered.

"This is the secret of our Saluzzo family, how can we tell you such an outsider."

The centurion of the Bologna family's expression changed, and suddenly spoke: "Actually, marriage is not impossible, as long as your Saluzo family agrees, give us the first child born to Lavinia and Lothar." ”

The theory of descent has always been very marketable in the family, and two talented young people, no matter how you look at it, are very suitable for combining and reproducing as many children as possible.

What's more, the fire spell and law talents are even rarer than pandas in the wolf clan.

The centurion of the Saluzo family was also a little tempted, but his face did not change in the slightest: "Lothar is my young lady's confidant, and I can't be the master of this matter—in the same way, I don't think you are qualified to be the master of that little girl." ”

"Huh."

The centurion of Bologna sneered.

For the sake of the family, what is the gain by making a small sacrifice? What's more, isn't Lavinia, a girl, on a pretty good relationship with this girl named Lothar?

"Let's see if they survive this first."

At this time, the werewolves of Sassari also changed their strategy, no longer thinking about killing Lothar quickly, but turned to a war of attrition - in their opinion, Lothar's use of this large-scale fire spell must have a very high cost.

On the contrary, they are confident that they will be able to hold it up until tomorrow morning.

It's just that the scene isn't very good.

Seeing that Lothar's speed was getting slower and slower, Long Yan was no longer as wanton as he was at the beginning.

They were becoming more and more sure that Lothar was reaching her limit.

"Do it!"

The centurion at the head suddenly flew up.

A talent of the Sassari family that can greatly increase the speed of movement in a short period of time was activated, and the whole person simply turned into an afterimage, and in an instant, he had already crossed the range of 100 meters, and the sharp wolf claws made of metal directly pierced Lothar's shoulder blades and nailed him to the wall.

"Any last words, little cub."

The centurion let out a sigh of relief, he hadn't expected so many things to happen on this trip.

It seemed that he had fallen into a desperate situation, but Lothar's eyes were still in his chest.

The hot blood melted the werewolf's metal claws into liquid almost instantly.

Blood comparable to lava burst out, and immediately turned into a prairie flame, burning the centurion into a torch.

Prajna's "Solid Stone" talent hasn't been activated, why do you think you can kill me?

The frantically struggling werewolf, because of his tenacious vitality, such a terrifying flame could not burn him to death for a while, but because of this, the heart-piercing pain made him almost lose all his reason and roll in the mud pit frantically.

But where is the dragon flame of Lothar so easy to extinguish.

He fell into a mud puddle, and it dried up and cracked in an instant.