It was one night, the werewolves had just experienced a battle, and they were resting in the camp outside the Wolf God Peak, when they suddenly heard a warning from the sentry.

This was a surprise for the werewolves, who had regained their strong self-confidence, and they poured out of the camp, ready to tell each other how stupid this behavior was with a fierce head-on blow, but stopped halfway through. They found that although the more than 100 "enemies" who appeared from the night were strongly hostile, they were all of their own kind no matter how they looked, except that the color of their hair was very different, and it was a swarthy one that almost blended with the darkness, rather than a golden yellow that symbolized the morning glow.

However, this did not mean anything to the Golden Wolf Clan at that time, and some werewolves immediately remembered those rumors in the past, and took it for granted that these people in front of them were the descendants of the Golden Wolf Clan who left at that time.

"Are they?" the werewolf couldn't help but think, "Did you hear that the Golden Wolf Clan has risen again, gave up so many years of persistence, and decided to return?"

With such thoughts, the werewolves relaxed their vigilance, after all, they all belong to the bloodline of the wolf god Mutu, and the other party has been gone for a long time, so there is no need to continue the grievances of that generation to the present.

However, just as they tried to make contact and signal the other to let go of their hostility, the silent werewolves suddenly attacked, fighting in the same way that Basel once described, crazy and cruel, with no regard for themselves, and any price they could pay if they had the opportunity to kill each other.

At the beginning of the battle, the unsuspecting werewolves suffered a large number of casualties under the fierce attack, in fact, even if they were prepared, they could not resist it, because these werewolves who looked like night spirits were not only terrifying in their way of fighting. Even the strength is not much different from them, and even surpasses them.

The werewolves fought and retreated under strong pressure. When they retreated all the way to the range of the Wolf God Peak, those of unknown origin stopped their pursuit. Disappeared into the night with a strange smile on his face, until this time, the more than two hundred werewolves originally stationed in the camp had killed nearly two-thirds of them in this extremely short battle, which simply shocked the members of the Golden Wolf Clan who rushed to hear the news.

Of course, the Golden Wolf Clan attached great importance to this matter, and learned everything about the battle in detail, and at the same time searched everywhere for the traces of the other party, but unfortunately even the corpse of the other party had disappeared at this time, and in the end it could only find nothing. Not only that, but something even more frightening and disturbing happened in the following period of time - it is said that with the constitution of the golden wolf clan. Ordinary injuries don't need to be cared about at all, they will heal naturally within a few days, but the werewolves injured in this battle not only do not heal their wounds, but also have a tendency to deteriorate day by day, they have tried countless methods to no avail, even the shaman and even several leaders of the clan are helpless about it, and can only watch the people who are like brothers and sisters endure endless pain all day long, until they finally die.

Almost all the members of the Golden Wolf Clan were furious. They demand that they put aside the irrelevant and focus on finding out where the enemy came from, and then completely eradicate it and cut off the aftermath. So the werewolf warriors traveled to and from all over the neighborhood all day long. And gradually expand the scope beyond the territory, even if it is at war with other races.

Such efforts did not pay off, and the black werewolf seemed to leave completely. Never seen in the sight of the Golden Wolf Clan again.

"That's the first time they've appeared......" Basel shook his head and said slowly, "years later." The effects of this incident gradually subsided among the werewolves, and the search was much less vigorous than before. They reappeared, and from then on, they were entangled around the Golden Wolf Clan like maggots on tarsal bones, and the threat they brought was like a thicker and thicker shadow, enveloping the hearts of every member of the Golden Wolf Clan. ”

According to Basel, the second appearance of the black werewolf was when it attacked a group of werewolf warriors patrolling outside, and dozens of fighters did not survive, and even the corpses were found by another team of clansmen after more than half a day.

When the werewolves of the Wolf God Peak swarmed out, they still didn't find any trace of the enemy who left, but they all understood one thing - the golden wolf clan was targeted by a mysterious tribe of the same kind, and the other party not only had almost equal strength, but also had absolutely lethal means to the werewolves.

In the years that followed, each appearance of the mysterious enemy was quite sudden and completely unguardable, and the result was often a large number of people killed in battle, and the enemy disappeared as if out of thin air except for the same number of corpses, leaving the golden wolf clan with no choice but to take revenge.

The Golden Wolf Clan quickly changed its strategy, letting the weaker clansmen stay at the Wolf God Peak, and the most powerful clansmen went out to patrol with elite warriors to attract the attention of the other party, which persisted for a long time and did pay off.

Once again, a patrol team spotted the black werewolf on the way and engaged it fiercely, and this patrol of seemingly only a few dozen warriors had overwhelming strength in the face of an equal number of enemies, including a werewolf leader and a great witch, and it was not too much suspense to wipe out the enemy in one fell swoop.

But when the battle ended, the leader and the Great Witch looked at the faces of several werewolves in the corpses, but they could barely suppress the mood swings in their hearts.

When the wolf clan had a civil war, the leader and the great witch were still the youngest members of it, and they were all over two hundred years old by now, and they had become super strong respectively, but they still clearly remembered that these black werewolves who died in the battle were also members of the first generation of the golden wolf clan, and they all chose to go deep into the Pale Mountains to find the whereabouts of the wolf god Mutu.

"It's ...... them," the two werewolves looked at each other with doubt, because these enemies that appeared had not reached the level of super powerhouses, and the werewolves themselves could not survive until now. But the truth is that they are not only alive, but they have become like this, most importantly...... Why do they have such a bitter hatred for the current Golden Wolf Clan, and how can they produce such a deadly toxin in their bodies?

Instead of telling the other werewolves about this fact, the leader and the Great Witch returned to the Wolf God Peak and gathered all the most powerful warriors to explain the situation within a small area.

After a long discussion full of depression, one of the oldest shamans stood up and said solemnly: "I think that they are unable to persevere in the search for the wolf god, and gradually lose themselves, and even finally lose the faith that is most important to the werewolves, so they anger the wolf god, and their change is the punishment given by the wolf god. ”

But instead of waking up, they fell deeper into the faith, so much so that even their blood contained malice towards the wolf god Mutu. ”

"They are fallen werewolves, the fateful enemies of the Golden Wolf Clan, clansmen, this is also the test of the Wolf God to us, the induction in the sacrifice is proof, the Wolf God is watching us, through the test, he will return to the Wolf God Peak, and give the blessing to the new generation of the Golden Wolf Clan!"

Speaking of this, Basel's expression was a little complicated, and he said, "Its words won the approval of most of the people, and since then, the name Fallen Werewolf has been born." (To be continued.) )