The docile four-winged dragon vultures, guided by kobold spearmen who thought they could still salvage, soon flew to the werewolf valley.

The topography of this valley is quite interesting, the rushing Red River forms a zigzag bend here, and the U-shaped mountains intersect the large river bay on the left bank of the river, enclosing a large river valley area.

But before the four-winged dragon vulture landed, the Red River werewolves, who not only had smart noses but also sharp ears, had already set up a formation to "warmly welcome" the uninvited guests.

At least, even Luo Wei, who could only see a few tens of meters away, could clearly see at least ten poorly crafted ballistae, aiming at his mount with a bow and shooting an eagle eagle after being urgently wound...... Or the face?

"These dog heads, not to mention that they haven't grown much for thousands of years, they seem to be very degenerate, and sure enough, pure bloodline is the most critical part of continuing the primordial power. ”

The goddess glanced at it, then shook her head and retracted behind Lowe.

That's right, since the four-winged dragon vulture flew, the goddess of dethronement has been riding a four-winged dragon vulture with Luo Wei, and this directly made Catherway, who originally had a friendly and neutral attitude towards her, look at her with the feeling that she will see a rare equipment monster.

Fortunately, Catherway is not stupid, she is still just continuing to observe, and she did not really take hostile actions against the goddess because she felt that the goddess was robbing Luo Wei with her.

"Your Majesty, have you seen them before?"

Luo Wei didn't notice anything unusual about the woman at all, but just looked at the werewolves operating the ballista below with great interest, and asked without looking back.

Those werewolves below. Sure enough, it's different from Lambert Camacho's kobner. The heads of werewolves retain more of the characteristics of wolves. The pupils also look completely different from those of humans, and from a distance, it seems that they can detect the aura of danger from the wolf eyes that reflect the faint green light.

Werewolves are generally a little elongated, wearing only simple shoulder-style heart guards, but instead of smooth, delicate or rough skin, wolf fur of various colors is exposed.

However, Rowe soon noticed that the werewolves acting as commanders all had more or less red hairs on their heads. There is only a small piece, and the most extends from the forehead to the back of the head, making it look like a very moxican head.

The last thing that Luo Wei noticed was that the werewolves seemed to have the habit of wearing earrings regardless of male and female, and at least three or four of them were on one ear.

"Of course I did, but that was a long time ago, and their whole clan couldn't find a few stray hairs. Ah, yes, you don't need to call me any goddess anymore, now that I have come to the mortal world, then I should live like a mortal for a while. Henceforth you may call me Aphrodi. ”

The deposed goddess, who was hidden behind Luo Wei, answered Luo Wei's question in a small voice. But these words were so bizarre that neither the nearest Rowe nor the others who were a little farther away could hear them clearly, and they couldn't write them down if they didn't want to.

It felt as if as soon as the goddess popped up in my mind, I immediately reflexively couldn't help but want to call her "Aphrodite".

Do you do what you say?

This is also the application of the law of the inside?

Regardless of whether he admits it or not, Luo Wei is also a saint, and he instantly understood why this strangeness appeared, and because of this mysterious understanding, he expanded his thinking on the use of the law.

In this respect, Rowe had to thank the goddess Aphrodite, who finally felt that the three stories were not told in vain, even if the goddess Aphrodi was not deliberately teaching him.

"Stop! this is the ancestral land of the Red River Werewolf's valley, if you are a guest, you will be inspected obediently, we will entertain you with the most beautiful wine, if you come with malicious intentions, we don't mind using your head as a wine vessel for guests in the days to come!"

One of the werewolf commanders with the most red hairs on his head issued a shocking warning to the four-winged dragon vultures who had already flown into the distance where they had to be warned.

At the same time, all the low-level werewolf commanders who were in charge of commanding the ballista also raised their hands high, and just waited for the boss to give an order, they shot countless crossbow arrows, and the attacking enemy even shot the big bird into meat skewers.

"Don't be nervous, don't be nervous, we're not your enemies, we're going to let these four-winged vultures land!, ah, I'm Lambert Camacho, a mercenary who had the privilege of visiting your land once, and next to me is my current allegiance master, Lord Mojack Rowe, the spellcaster, who has just experienced an unexpected battle and would love to rest in your land......"

The person in charge of the communication on Rowe's side was Lambert Camacho, who had been to this werewolf valley before, not because wolves and dogs were theoretically canines, but simply because Rowe was busy observing werewolves and forgot to negotiate.

Of course, in Lambert Camacho's heart, Rowe naturally didn't forget to negotiate, but didn't bother to negotiate with the werewolf captain below at all.

As far as Lambert Camacho knows, the minimum requirement for the captain of the Werewolf Valley is the strength of the quasi-gold rank, and this kind of strength coupled with the screaming werewolf guy under his command, normal people really have to treat him seriously, but who is Lord Lowe? How could he care about this kind of "ant" who dared to yell at him?

At the thought of this, Lambert Camacho suddenly felt a little weak, because he felt that his answer just now was too weak, and if His Excellency Lowe thought it would damage his face...... You won't turn me into a zombie, will you?! Don't don't, I don't want to be transformed into a zombie, I still have a lot of gold to spend!

The kobold spearman who has too much brain is about to lose control of his feelings.

Fortunately, at this time, the four-winged dragon vulture finally landed, and Luo Wei took the lead in jumping down from the leading four-winged dragon vulture, and nodded at the red-haired werewolf commander who greeted Xia Hou, and then he turned around and pointed to the scarred people and undead who came with him.

"Hello, I'm Necromancer Mojack Rowe. As Lambert Camacho just said: I heard that you have a doctor here...... Shamanic witch doctor. So I'd like to be able to go into your valley and heal my people, and of course if you have an armor repairman here, even better. ”

Luo Wei, who took the initiative to speak, said to the red-haired werewolf commander.

"Necromancer?" The Mohican-style red-haired werewolf commander sniffled hard twice in front of Rowe, and then his expression became a little disgusted: "Sure enough, you can smell the smell of corpses, isn't it...... And the smell of burning sulfur? What the hell are you provoking?"

"Hi. It's nothing, it's just a bunch of Flame Nightmares, but you don't need to worry about anything, those Flame Nightmares have been killed by me, and they will definitely not cause any harassment to your ancestral valley! Look at my arm, look at the four blood holes on it, they are the evidence that I killed Flame Nightmares...... Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that the blood holes are bandaged for the time being, but you can go to the shaman doctor later. I'm afraid it will take a little time to treat such a large wound, and I will ask the shamans to help me leave the scar. You know that scars are the real medals of a warrior...... Werewolf?no, no, no, my bloodline comes from the sheep herd......"

Seeing that Luo Wei didn't blame himself, the kobold spearman who was afraid of dying just now and was afraid of being turned into a zombie by Luo Wei casually, once again interjected proudly with his chest and belly that was not afraid of death.

Although the hanging color is quite strict, whether it is the kobold spearman Lambert Camacho, he is still very proud that he actually killed the legend, and the powerful and incomparably fierce flame nightmare will appear.

So the kobold spearman who opened the chatterbox actually forgot about the business with the red-haired werewolf commander, you and I talked about it.

Fortunately, Lambert Camacho had only spoken for a few words before the witchcraft that Aroline had placed on his arm was ineffective, so the severe pain and blood loss from the wound that had been blocked all attacked the poor kobold spearman.

Originally, he was going to pretend to be a tough guy kobold spearman, but under the blow of double stimulation, it hurt so much that the pale sweat on his forehead came down in a blink of an eye.

"Hey man, we're still ...... Still is...... Hiss Let's talk tomorrow, now please allow us to go to the valley first, can it be done?"

The kobold spearman, who was already in pain and twitching, couldn't hold back the sharp pain and let out the screams in his throat.

The red-haired werewolf commander is quite easy to fool, of course, maybe it is actually shrewd enough, and has confirmed that Luo Wei and the others are not a threat to the werewolf valley, and really just ran to ask for treatment and maintenance from the nurse, so under the urging of the kobold spearman who was about to be unable to pretend to be a tough guy, he actually went to his boss to report the matter in person.

However, although the red-haired werewolf commander has left, the other werewolves who operate the ballista, as well as other ronin warriors holding weapons such as double-headed chain flails, have not relaxed their vigilance and surveillance of Luo Wei and the others, and it seems that as long as Luo Wei and the others make the slightest move, they will attack with a storm without hesitation, turning the skulls of Luo Wei and others into their new drinking vessels.

Fortunately, the red-haired werewolf commander who went quickly came back quickly, and he also brought good news.

"Prince Eben is willing to let you into the valley, but Prince Eben may still ask you something, so please be sure to answer Prince Eben's questions later, Prince Eben is very important to us Red River werewolves, so as long as you please him, it is equivalent to ......"

The red-haired werewolf commander, who ran back like a gust of wind, introduced everyone as quickly as possible.

It's just that before the words fell, a handsome little white-faced werewolf boy with long red hair like fire, although he was obviously followed by a double-digit report by his side, actually held a torch himself, and ran out from behind the two lying cow giants like two river beach gates.

"I'm Ben Rhett Wolfe, and you're the one who killed a horde of fiery nightmares?"

The red-haired little white-faced werewolf opened his mouth to say this as soon as he opened his mouth, and he looked at Luo Wei and the others with great curiosity as he spoke.

"What's the relationship between you, little one, Shanrudega?"

The deposed goddess Aphrodi suddenly poked her head out from behind Luo Wei, and before Luo Wei said something on behalf of everyone, she stared at the red hair of the little white-faced werewolf, and stared at the red-haired little white-faced werewolf in a very surprised tone and asked.

"The name of Sanrudega? Ay...... Do you know who Sanrudega is?"

The red-haired little white-faced werewolf who calls himself Eben Ryder Wolf is stunned. But he couldn't remember the name Sandruga. What does it mean to the werewolves of the Red River, but as the prince of the werewolves who enjoy privileges, he is obviously ready to pass on the problems that he can't solve to other werewolves who are lower than him.

"Prince Eben, Wolf Ancestor—"

The mohican-headed werewolf commander obviously knew what Sandruga's name meant, but he could only wait for Ai Ai's reminder.

"Wolf Ancestor, it's okay, what are you doing for Wolf Ancestor?" Prince Eben blinked twice, and then slapped his own thigh with a sudden realization: "Oh, isn't Shanrudega the name of Wolf Ancestor!"

Luo Wei looked at it so well that he couldn't laugh out loud. This werewolf little white face named Aben, this neural reflex arc is really long enough, as a werewolf prince, he can't even remember the name of the werewolf ancestor, no matter how you look at it, it seems a little weird.

Fortunately, this slightly strange Prince Eben soon stared viciously at the deposed goddess Aphrodi who was looking at him, and in this way redeemed part of his dignity as a werewolf prince.

"Woman, why are you mentioning the name of the Wolf Ancestor? Let me tell you, although I am the forty-eighth generation descendant of the Wolf Ancestor, this absolutely does not mean that I will tolerate outsiders insulting the ancestors who gave me the power of the bloodline. Believe it or not......"

Of course, if Prince Eben paused for a moment. Adding the words "bite you!", he might really be able to successfully save his respect.

So Luo Wei has basically confirmed now that the werewolf prince in front of him, who is obviously pinned on by the Red River werewolves, seems to be a little strange flower in the werewolf clan.

To be honest, this situation easily refreshed Luo Wei's three views, after all, in his deep consciousness, werewolves should be violent to the point of losing their minds every minute without seeing the moon, and a half-human beast who wants to fight when he sees a vampire, not Guo Degang, who sells cuteness in Deyun Club.

Luckily, Luo Wei had watched blockbusters such as "Tales of the Night" before, and he had also read quite a few fantasy novels, so he could barely hold on to the situation in front of him.

"Now children, you really dare to talk nonsense, do you know that Shanlu Dejia doesn't dare to say such things in front of me? Little guy, believe it or not, I just use one hand, I can press you into the ground and buckle you out? But well, for the sake of your blood atavism, we don't bother to bother with you. ”

Before Luo Wei finished lamenting the wonder of the little werewolf prince, the deposed goddess Aphrodi on his side was also in a situation, and she actually provoked the little werewolf prince in a natural tone!

Yes, Luo Wei also admits that with the ability of the deposed goddess Aphrodi to summon the fruits of the four seasons at will, he can definitely do what he says if he mobilizes the laws of the world with one hand to press the werewolf little prince into the ground and cut it out.

But the question is, are you really sure that under the crown of the goddess, you still plan to make a cameo appearance as a low-key mortal for a while?

In the case of unidentified people, do you want to fight or be fought?

And this provocation turned out to be quite simple and crude, as well as effective.

I saw that Prince Aben, who was originally a little white-faced cute thing, let out a strange scream and his eyes were red with blood, and then in less than three seconds, he was gorgeously transformed into a tall and eight feet waistline, which at first glance seemed to be a round and stupid thing, but in fact it was a powerful and majestic crimson long-haired wolf-shaped monster.

"Don't be impulsive, have something to say!"

Luo Wei only had time to shout such a sentence, and the furious red-haired werewolf who had finished his transformation showed twenty sharp fangs, raised sharp wolf claws nearly a foot long, and rushed towards the deposed goddess Aphrodi who not only insulted him, but also insulted the dignity of his ancestors.

Lowe was the first to stand in the way, but he didn't suffer from the pond fish, because before the red-haired wolf turned into a red-haired wolf pulled him away with a claw, he disappeared like a picture of collapse and appeared about two meters away in an instant.

But it was Aeloline who saved Rowe with a short teleportation at this critical moment.

The sudden disappearance of the obstructive roadblock seemed to make the red-haired wolf flutter for a moment, so he waited for a white and soft hand to stick to his head, and he finally remembered that now was not the time to be in a daze.

Pity. As the saying goes, 90 percent failure. The root cause is slow response.

Well. Regardless of whether there is such a saying or not, anyway, before the mighty and majestic Eben reacted after the transformation, he was easily pressed by the white and soft hand, like a pushpin, and only a head was left, and it was still exposed above the ground.

Bang Bang -

There was a stunned werewolf warrior who, in a state of distraction, dropped the weapon equivalent to the warrior's second life to the ground with his mouth wide open.

And this sound seems to be a starting signal. Because with its appearance, the sound of falling weapons became one after another, and occasionally there were small whining and strange howls of werewolves, those who were unlucky people who had been smashed by falling weapons.

"Holm, I have a strange hallucination, I actually saw Prince Eben slapped into the ground, how could such a thing happen? Quick, you slap me quickly......"

There was a werewolf who didn't believe the facts, and stabbed another werewolf named Holham next to him with his paw.

I saw Hollum, with his mouth wide open, turning his head as stiffly as a robot. Then he whined and slapped out.

And then, the werewolf who makes strange requests. After flying in the air for a short while, he planted his head down into the raging red river to sober his mind.

"Sure enough, it's a descendant of Shanrudega, do you really think I can only talk and not move?"

Aphrodi, the deposed goddess who had turned her promise into a reality, shook her head from side to side and looked closely, and after feeling as if she had pressed Prince Eben a little to the left, she reached out and gently pressed it on poor Eben's left shoulder.

Rowe could see very clearly that Aphrodi really just pressed it gently, but with such a slight blow, poor Prince Eben sank directly to the ground by more than an inch!

"Hey, the strength control zhì is so bad, there is no way to compare it with that year. ”

The goddess who withdrew her palm sighed to herself, her voice was not small, so not only Luo Wei heard it, but the others around her and the werewolf also heard it clearly.

So everyone's hearts almost came up with the same thought -, how good were you back then?!

Unfortunately, there is no answer to this question.

Even the Red River Werewolf Clan, who had intersected with the deposed goddess Aphrody, did not seem to use myths and legends to inherit their ancestral wolf mountain Rudegar, who had been pushed into the ground by the goddess with one hand.

That's right, werewolves also want face, but also a sense of honor, and the most proud of the powerful first generation of ancestors, who were actually pressed into the ground with one hand, couldn't pick out this kind of thing, obviously it can only make the younger generations of werewolves feel ashamed.

"Little one, now do you believe me?"

Aphrodi, the goddess of dethronement, cared all about what everyone else was thinking, and she just shook her hand and then lowered her head and asked.

"You, you cut me out, I'll believe it!"

Prince Eben, the red-haired wolf, who had struggled a few times, confirmed that it really didn't seem to be able to break free on its own, and then said this to the deposed goddess Aphrodi.

"Trouble. ”

The goddess of dethronement, Aphrodite, muttered, but she did just as Prince Aben had wished, and grabbed Prince Aben by the neck, and pulled him out of the ground with a burst of air.

Releasing Prince Eben covered in mud in the air, the deposed goddess Aphrodi floated like a lithe butterfly to Rovi's side.

Prince Eben fell to the ground with a heavy thud, and he shook violently like a real beast, shaking his body and flying up to envelop a large area.

"Even this habit is the same as its ancestor, and it is an extremely wise divine judgment to stay away a little after pressing it. ”

Aphrodi shook her hand again and said to Rowe in a smug tone.

But Ayrine didn't give Luo Wei a chance to pat the former goddess's crown, because Luo Wei had just opened his mouth to say something, and was moved at least three meters away by Aeloline by means of short-distance teleportation.

Acryrene didn't have an opinion about Aphrodi, but Prince Eben, who had finished shaking his hair, once again whined and rushed over.

"I knew it was going to happen, werewolves don't have long memories. ”

The deposed goddess Aphrodillus shook her head helplessly.

And then......

Then poor Prince Eben was pressed by Aphrodi again, and he was pressed into the ground and could not be picked out......

Now, even the most iron-willed werewolves couldn't accept this fact, and they slapped their faces in an attempt to wake themselves up from this sudden nightmare of ruin.

"What a woman...... O former goddess!"

Luo Wei was reluctantly able to accept this fact, but he couldn't help but sigh at anything, but his expression was obviously quite happy.

Although it is not appropriate to gloat, Rowe, who succeeded in kidnapping Aphrodi from the Eternal Day Forest, is now eager to hug this humanoid steamroller-like queen of strange power and kiss them fiercely.

Bahaha, this trip to the Duchy of Raven, which might have been dangerous, is completely comfortable!

Aha, I have thought of what spellcaster title would work best for me, please call me - the keeper of the deposed goddess.

Luo Wei was thinking about it very desperately.

And when Luo Wei was happily thinking about using that long web novel along the way, let the goddess Aphrodi follow him with all his heart, and act as a thug with both beauty and strength along the way, Aphrodi floated to Luo Wei's side again.

Luo Wei subconsciously jumped out three meters from the side, and Aroline had already used witchcraft to teleport him in a short distance twice in a row, and he really didn't dare to guarantee that Aroline would be able to do this for the third time.

"What are you hiding, Rowe, I want to tell you something, I seem to feel the breath of that guy in Shanrudega, it seems that he is not dead yet, let me take you to meet him, he is much more interesting than his forty-eighth generation. ”

Aphrodi quickly grabbed Luo Wei's arm with his orchid fingers, even if Luo Wei was wearing full strength, not to mention the magic Iron Man mecha with two or three hundred horsepower, he couldn't break free of Aphrodite's three fingers!

I drip ...... Oh God.

This personal experience made Luo Wei have a more intuitive understanding of Aphrodi's power.

"Woman, Aphrody, you tap and tap, my armor can't help your three fingers...... When you were in charge of absolute power, you were in charge of absolute power, right?"

Seeing that the mecha was being grabbed by Aphrodi, and it was sinking inward at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, Luo Wei suddenly ignored the image problem.

Damn, the owner of this deposed goddess, I'm afraid the concubine won't be able to do it.

"Absolute power? what are you kidding, how can there be any absolute power in this world, don't say it's a subordinate god like me, even the main god Cyberbolt doesn't have such a ability, by the way, my current strength is only at the level of the golden body, don't say what absolute power it is, I may not be an opponent if I come to a sage...... I'll take you to see Shan Rudega, I'll tell you it's really interesting, and you'll know that in a moment. ”

In the voice of Aphrodi's words, Luo Wei, who had no power to resist, was dragged by the deposed goddess who suddenly became excited, and rushed into the werewolf valley...... (To be continued......)