Brandt did not know whether his prayers would be favored and protected by Heavenly Father, but he still prayed to Heavenly Father with a sincere attitude. Perhaps the Heavenly Father that people believe in does not exist at all. But people need faith.

Faith is spiritual dependence, animals have no faith, and barbarians and uncivilized people have terror and doubt. Only highly developed creatures possess faith. And human beings, as an intelligent race, cannot live without a faith.

At the same time, another strange disaster was befalling the Golden Tooth City, thousands of miles away from the Rock Harbor.

The clear full moon has been lifted into the sky by the blue mountains in the distance, it is like a golden plate that has just come out of the furnace, shining, slowly turning white, and the whole earth is covered with a layer of silver light.

The ancients often said: Moonlight does not change, but people change. And many people have misunderstood the truth of this saying, and tonight it will tell people what it really means.

Under the quiet starry sky, the lights flicker in this city surrounded by mountains, and the streets are bustling with people and cars.

On the top of a hill in the south of the city stood a huge figure, and in the bright moonlight, the werewolf who was missing a forelimb held his head high, and only heard the wolf's howl and wail, 'Whoa, whoa!' And the owners of these eyes, their bodies are undergoing frightening changes at the moment.

The calm and serene night was completely broken by the wolf howl full of poignancy and sadness. Panic and carnage spread throughout the Golden Tooth City, and various sounds such as desolate wails, cries of fear, helpless cries for help, and the roars of wild beasts spread through every corner of the city. Everywhere the streets were filled with panicked crowds of people running for the first place, hundreds of large, hairy wolf-headed monsters chasing and hunting them.

Werewolves are a wild, half-human, half-wolf race that is scary enough to mention their names, and now people are like prey in a giant cage where they will face the frenzied hunting and brutal hunting of these ferocious monsters.

"Help, help!"

"Don't, don't ......"

"Monster, Run......"

The people who woke up from their sleep looked out the window in horror, they didn't know where these monsters came from, but the only thing they could do at the moment was to hide quietly in the house, praying that the monsters would not find them.

Earl's castle mansion, council room.

Sir Leon Belmont stood on the windowsill, looking down at the city opposite, and he was greeted by werewolves and panicked fleeing crowds. The whole thing was far worse than he thought, and instead of catching the werewolf, Sir Bob and Sir Randy didn't realize that there were more werewolves hiding in the city.

"Uncle, what now?" said Gavin Islam, walking back and forth in a panic, incoherently, "Are those werewolves going to kill here?" Outside the window he was terrified by the screams of the people and the roars of the monsters.

Sir Leon Belmont glanced coldly at his nephew and replied calmly, "You are now Lord Earl, and you should not ask me what to do, but you tell me what to do." ”

A hint of horror flashed in Gavin's eyes, and he pleaded dryly, "I don't know what to do, uncle, I listen to you." "Character determines fate, and Gavin's character already indicates the fate he will face in the future, unless he can change his personality.

Sir Leon said with a solemn face, "You just stay here honestly, those werewolves can't hurt you." "This is the lord to whom he is allegiant, and if this cowardly and incompetent Earl is not his own nephew, Sir Lyon may have no qualms about seizing power and titles from the other party.

Gavin didn't dare to look at his uncle anymore, and he walked over to the council chief's table and pulled out a chair and sat down.

Heavily armed, Sir Bob pushed the room open, and he walked up to Leon Belmont in a golden robe. "My lord," he said respectfully, "the garrison soldiers have been assembled. ”

"Sir Randy, with eight hundred soldiers guarding the West Gate. "Anyone who attempts to approach the gates of the city will be killed, if the warning is ineffective." "There are only two gates in Golden Tooth City, east and west, and the east gate is the road leading to the territory of the Golden Land, which is less than three hundred leagues away from Boulder City. It only takes two days to travel between the two cities. Outside the west gate is a wide and flat road, which connects the entire [Earth-Middle Plateau]. Whether or not the whole matter was related to the Targaryens, for the sake of safety, Sir Lyon would not allow any failure at the west gate.

"Yes, sir. Sir Randy, who was waiting in the room, bowed and left.

"Sir Bob, leave two detachments of centurians to guard the Earl's castle," Sir Leon continued, "and the remaining two thousand soldiers form twenty phalanxes of hundreds, and march slowly towards the main streets, clearing them all of these monsters. ”

"Yes, sir. Sir Bob took the order.

In the vast council chamber, several large red waxes hung in midair, and the rekindled candlelight illuminated every corner of the room. More than a dozen knights in steel armor stood tall on both sides of the room, while Gavin, who was restless, sat in his seat and then walked to the windowsill to look.

Sir Leon sat quietly with his eyes slightly closed, not wanting to look at his disgusting nephew in front of him again.

The golden-robed Sir Bob led his soldiers through the city to wipe out these ferocious wolf-headed monsters, but the results were not optimistic. Hidden in the dark corners of the city, these werewolves are cunning foxes that are always able to evade the pursuit and encirclement of the soldiers. Werewolves use their sharp claws to climb up the towering eaves, and their sturdy limbs can leap over the high walls that stand in front of them.

The arrows fired by the archers became a deadly threat to these werewolves, but their bodies had the ability to heal. Unless an arrow hits them in the head or pierces them in the throat, no damage is a threat to them.

Wounds inflicted on werewolves with normal weapons usually heal completely within one to two seconds, but silver weapons can render werewolves inoperable, causing them to feel a strong burning sensation that is much stronger than fire. At the same time, it can also prevent the regeneration of cells in the werewolf's wounds, so that the werewolf's amazing vitality cannot exert its ability to regenerate.

The werewolves who were shot by the arrows could not escape the soldiers, and their wounds would not heal because the arrows that were fired into their bodies were mixed with Mithril. As a precaution, Sir Lyon had instructed the blacksmith to secretly craft a batch of silver weapons on the day the Count of Merlin was killed, and now it came in handy.

A murderous group of werewolves drove the panicked people all the way, driving them to the road to the west gate, and those who had nowhere to run had to run towards the only way out in front of them.

When Sir Randy, who was guarding the exit of the gate, heard the noise, he gave the order, "Array, raise shields." ”

Hundreds of figures scrambled towards the gate in front of them, trying to escape the cage and escape the prey of the ferocious monsters. A dozen cunning werewolves took the opportunity to escape into the nearby alleys, hiding themselves in the dark.

"The city gate is heavy, and idlers are not allowed to approach, otherwise they will be killed. "My lord has sent soldiers to clear the city of monsters, and all of them have retreated and hid in their houses. ”

"My lord, there are monsters chasing us from behind. ”

"Stop, whoever dares to step forward will be killed. Sir Randy raised his voice and ordered, "Archers, prepare." ”

Just as the intimidated people were about to retreat, a dozen werewolves with fierce eyes pounced out of the corner, waving their claws and spreading their fangs to bite at the human body ferociously. The crowd suddenly became panicked again, and the panicked people fled in all directions. Those who approached the city gates, whether werewolves or ordinary people, were pierced by the arrows fired by the archers on the city walls, and those who were lucky enough to rush to the city gate were blocked by the steel shields in the hands of hundreds of soldiers, and then they were pierced through the chest by spears drilled from behind the shields.

At this time, the sentry standing at the head of the city turned back and shouted, "Sir Randy, there is movement outside the city. ”

"See what it is, and then report it. ”

, a line of archers shoots lit rockets, and the sentinels continue to survey the movement ahead with their lookouts in the faint light. "It's the army, the dense crowd of soldiers," his voice trembled a little, "and catapults, a dozen giant catapults. "A lookout glass makes things clear from afar. It looks like a tube with glass lenses at each end, and a series of bronze tubes butted in the middle, which are cleverly inlaid together and are only as long as a dagger when put away.

Sir Randy hurriedly shouted, "Trumpeter, blow the trumpet." ”

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