After seeing the incredible abilities displayed by John and Dean, old John could no longer say anything to stop him.

"The hunters in the town are hunting on the periphery, and no one has ever met the man, so he can only settle deep in the mountains to the north, which are vast and vast, and you must bring supplies to them."

The old man searched the house and quickly helped the two of them prepare tents, lighting, trekking poles, water, and a compass... Even two shotguns and enough bullets.

"Don't worry too much, werewolves are the masters of the wild, and ordinary things can't threaten us." Kayden, with his long, bulging hiking backpack on his back, patted his chest, "You're ready for good news." ”

John looked at his grandson's kind face, gritted his teeth and revealed a piece of news,

"If you have any trouble that you can't solve when you go up the mountain, you can try to go to a place about ten miles on the eastern outskirts of the mountain to call for help, where Mayor Fenrir and Sheriff Tucker are stationed with a group of men."

"What?" Dean's eyelids jumped with an ominous premonition, "What are they doing over there?" Not afraid of being attacked by wolves? ”

A gleam flashed in John's eyes, "They brought a group of people from a large exploration company to set up a camp in the mountains to explore for minerals and prepare to build a mine road. ”

Dean and Cayden exchanged a look of surprise,

"How come we've never heard this from Ivana and the other townspeople?"

John replied, "Mining will not only destroy the ecological function and pollute the environment of Dog Town, but also seriously affect the health of the townspeople, which will inevitably cause the townspeople to oppose it, so the mayor of the town is very hidden." I also went to Fort Smith to sell wool and overheard it, and before I knew what to do, they came. ”

"And when did they go east to explore?" Dean asked,

John rubbed his eyebrows, "More than three months ago." ”

So before the outbreak of wolfification?

Dean vaguely caught a hint of inspiration.

"Remember that safety is all the priority. You are my only relative, and it is not easy to reunite, and if you have some accidents, then our Wilcas family will be completely destroyed. Old John looked at Cayden with a hint of pleading, "It's not interesting for me to live." ”

"I promise, come back in good condition." Cayden finally opened his arms and hugged his grandfather hard, and followed Dean up the barbed wire fence in the mountains to the north.

……

Rather than a sprawling solitary peak, the mountains to the north are made up of countless rolling low hills, but with rising slopes and heights.

Dean telekinesis flew through the mountains, searching for targets from God's perspective.

But this mountainous area is too huge, there is no end in sight, flying like a fly without a head, even if he flies for three hours, he can't find a target, but it may be due to excessive consumption of mental power, weakening his combat effectiveness and adaptability.

He simply accompanied Cayden on foot.

Due to the rain, the rock walls are smooth and difficult to climb in some shady parts of the hillside, and the grass that stubbornly emerges from the cracks in the rocks is even more dew-stained, slippery, and if you accidentally step on it, you will lose your balance and fall down the steep slope.

And there are rocks with strange shapes entrenched in the hillside, blocking the way to and fro, making people have to take a detour to consume more physical energy.

But Dean and Cayden's physical fitness is far beyond the ordinary, and they also walk like a fly on this rugged mountain road, sometimes climbing downhill, sometimes sliding down the stone slabs, as if walking on flat ground.

In less than half an hour, they left the farm below the hill far behind a raised hill, completely out of sight.

Cayden sniffed out the scent of wolves moving up the hill.

Dean searched the ground for wolf footprints, excrement, and hair from God's perspective.

The nose wafted from the scent of pine and birch, the sap of all kinds on the broken bark, the stench of the excrement of small animals under the roots, and the slightly sour smell of berries on the bushes.

Colorful pheasants, hedgehogs, foxes, and rabbits pop out of a rock or a bush of grass in the field of vision.

Some of the hillsides are lined with trees, cobwebs reflecting sunlight and crows and sparrows chirping on the branches.

In Dean's perception, this mountainous area is rich and full of fascinating life, but it is also not lacking in danger, the hunters of Dog Town have arranged a large number of traps and traps in the outer hidden places, Dean took a dazzling look, and found an unlucky cotton-tailed rabbit soaked in blood, lying motionless in the trap and losing his life...

Dean couldn't bear to see it in the wilderness, so he waved the rabbit into the fantasy space, ready to barbecue it for the night.

……

Before they knew it, they had followed the wolves' migrating tracks for four hours, the daylight in the sky was softening, the temperature was starting to drop, and the two stood on a ridge, looking down on the green shrubs that lay like blankets on the ground.

Farther away, the terrain rises abruptly into a lush woods, and they are finally about to leave the low mountain and enter the large mountain range.

At this time, Dean walked to the green bush at the bottom of the slope, found a pile of black dung under the leaves, and put a piece between his nose with trekking poles and sniffed it.

"Wolf droppings, fresh, less than five minutes. Look there! Dean looked up at the forest ahead following the scent and paw prints, a pair of green eyes flashing behind a tall oak tree, and a dark brownish gray wolf stood there staring at the two with its tail drooping, and a sly color on his face showed a sly color,

"Kaiden, can werewolves and wolves sense each other?"

"Of course," Cayden said, staring at the coyote, his eyes flashing with novelty, "I sensed that it was a little scared and curious. ”

Dean immediately waved towards the coyote a hundred meters away, and his telekinesis trapped its body, rolling it up and flying in front of the two.

Whew—

The strange power frightened its hairs to stand on end, and a stream of urine splattered into the air from under its drooping tail.

Howls of terror echoed through the trees.

And Dean looked carefully, this guy was about 20 kilograms, less than a meter long, and his big tail was about half the length of his body, which was not the same as the gray wolf described by Ivana as a cougar.

"Dude, stop torturing it, it's scared." "It also has a wife and children living in a hole in the woods, let it go." ”

"You have the wolf language? Can it be ordered to point out the specific direction of the werewolf? ”

"I'll try." Cayden's tensed facial features and smooth skin burrowed into fluff and quickly wolfed, and the amber vertical pupils met for a moment with the coyote's eyes, and the latter stopped howling with a shock, and the color of horror disappeared.

Dean let go of the coyote, and it lowered itself towards Kayden, its chest prostrate on the grass, its tail between its legs, and let out a whimper of goodwill, before tumbling on its side, exposing its soft neck and belly.

Kayden let out a low wolf howl at it.

"One look makes it surrender," Dean admired, "and you're a natural master of wolf taming." ”

"It's a pity, it's not surrender, as soon as he's ten meters out of my sight, he'll run away." Cayden wrinkled his brow wearily, "But it also reveals important information - the aura of horror like mine is in the east, and we should go east." ”

"Let's go!"

Cayden tilted his chin, and the coyote turned and jumped four meters away into the forest, where two coyotes, one large and one small, jumped out from behind the oak and rushed into the bushes after it.

……

In the middle of a wild and lush forest.

The two continued to walk for several hours as they followed the coyote's guidance, during which time they broke into the territory of a brown bear and several small wolf packs, and as they descended into the mountains, the carcasses of predated animals began to increase around them.

The size of the wolf is also gradually increasing, and the strength of life is becoming more and more amazing, from the coyote to the long-extinct North American gray wolf. All the wolves roared in warning, but when they saw Cayden's werewolf change, it was as if they had seen the king of the forest, and they fled with their tails between their legs.

Cayden caught a few of them, and through the howl of the wolf, he asked for a more precise place of residence for the werewolves, and constantly adjusted the direction of their progress.

The sky was completely dark, and the moonlight shrouded the forest, and the smoke wafted through the jagged trees that reached into the sky.

Dean and Cayden disemboweled a few rabbits and an elk they "picked up" along the way, set up a campfire and roasted them, ready to fill their hunger before setting off.

"Have you thought about it," Dean said, flipping the meaty rabbit, "what did you tell the man when you saw him?" ”

"Let's beat him up and ask why Lucinda was being persecuted in the first place." Kayden grabbed a deer leg with a golden skin that was bubbling and roasted, and bit it fiercely without being too hot, as if he was biting the enemy.

"Have you ever thought that maybe your father has a hard time?" Dean said, "As a werewolf but hidden from the world, he has never appeared in front of the townspeople, and he must abide by strict rules. ”

"Whatever the reason, he shouldn't have embarrassed his wife, and left Lucinda on the farm, and didn't want to visit her until she died, what a hard-hearted heart!" Kayden clenched his fists and roared unwillingly, "I lost it to understand that there is nothing in the world more precious than family affection." This time I was so close to Lucinda, I should have seen her, I was supposed to be with my mother, but it wasn't... It's gone..."

Dean sighed, thought of the empty coffin again, and asked, "Then who do you think Old John's farm has been protected from wild beasts for so many years?" ”

"It's just a pretense to make up for it." Cayden shook his head, his mouth grew to the extreme, and he bit the lower half of the deer's leg in one bite, and his blue eyes suddenly froze, and a crow crouched on the branch of an oak tree, its black jewel-like eyes staring at the two of them. "This bird has been following us?"

"You were carried away by hatred, you didn't smell the strong smell of urine, you didn't realize that it had called for help." Dean stopped turning the barbecue grill and turned to look into the dark woods on his right.

Hmmm...

Hmmm...

With a creepy roar, a pair of ghostly pupils lit up in the dark bushes, and more than twenty wolves slowly stepped into the light of the bonfire.

Gray is predominant, but also brown, black, and white, with an average body length of more than two meters, it is unusually majestic, almost like the ancestors of the wolves the two have encountered before.

The leader was a gray male wolf, which gracefully paced out of the wolf pack, and approached ten meters in front of the two, its oval green eyes looked at Kaiden, like an emerald exuding a suffocating cold, and the smooth fluff around it shone in the firelight, obviously an animal living in the wild, but it made people feel clean and noble.

Under Dean's life perspective, the strength of this wolf's life far exceeds that of ordinary people.

"Roar... Roar..."

"What does it say?" Dean asked,

"Let's put out the flames and get out of the mountains at once." Cayden threw away his bare deer leg bones and rose suddenly, staring at the wolf with unblinking eyes, his oily hands began to lift his shirt and trousers, and quickly took them off into stripes.

Then he bent his knees and arched his back, his hands hanging at his sides, and made a posture of preparing to attack, the black shadow he cast on the ground swelled with it, and with a flick of his hands and feet, the end of his limbs popped out of his sickle-like sharp nails, "Dean, don't interfere later, I'm going to single it out and tell it who is the alpha!" ”

“OK。”

Dean watched with interest in his hands around his chest, the first time he had spotted a wolf who dared to challenge a werewolf.

The head wolf noticed the change in Kaiden, but did not lose his courage as the wolves before him, as if offended, he lowered his long snout, his eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and paced around Kaiden silently.

And the remaining two dozen wolves tacitly turned to Dean with a humane warning, as if to prevent him from interfering.

When Cayden's body was completely covered in dark golden hair, the head wolf raised his head proudly, roared, and threw himself forward, his sharp claws glistening in the firelight, and his gray and black body slashed through the air like sharp arrows.

Cayden bent his knees slightly, made a momentum movement, and faced head-on.

Boom!

Gold and iron clashed, and a dazzling spark exploded in mid-air.

The two pairs of claws slashed across each other, then parted suddenly, and then collided again.

The wind was blowing, the sparks jumped, and the thick trunks of the trees cracked with plum blossom-shaped claw marks, and the sky rippled with silver claw shadows, spilling a large amount of blood and hair.

Five seconds later.

Covered in blood, Cayden and the gray wolf each landed on a large tree, their torn and bloody claws clutching at the rough bark, and their bodies leaning against gravity to stand on the trunk.

The next second.

Tree bark debris is scattered all over the sky.

The trunk of the tree beneath Cayden's feet was bent with tremendous force, and the rebound pushed him to pounce on the gray wolf at a faster speed.

The gray wolf struck back with the same incredible speed as Cayden's claws brushed its fluffy fur, but did not cut through the skin, as if a thick layer of moss had been slid open.

Kaiden exposed the gap between his chest and abdomen, and he took the opportunity to put his legs around Kayden's left leg, open its saliva-dripping fangs, and bite hard at Kayden's abdomen.

Tear pull –

Blood splattered.

The gray wolf swallowed a piece of flesh, and was about to pass through the gap on the left side of his chest.

There was a crisp snap as a force struck its waist, but Cayden elbowed it backwards and threw it to the open ground by the campfire, unable to move as if it were broken.

Cayden didn't intend to let it go like this, he turned around and hugged the gray wolf's back, his right hand passed through its neck and clasped his left hand, just as Dean had abused himself countless times, and tightened the neck of the head wolf with the noose of death.

Tighten!

The head wolf let out an unwilling and heavy gasp, desperately swinging its four paws to grab the ground, the dust rose up, its eyes were bloodshot, and the cloudy saliva dripped down the long snout to the ground, absorbed by the soil!

——

Finally, the suffocating head wolf let out an intermittent wolf howl.

The surrounding wolves lowered their bodies and prostrated towards Kaiden in the center, screaming "whoops".

The high-pitched howls of wolves echoed through the woods, echoing each other like a grand cheer announcing the birth of a new leader.

Cayden grinned and bared his white teeth, and the moonlight shone on the victorious smile on his hairy face.

"I won." He looked at Dean proudly, ready to celebrate the battle, which ended in less than ten seconds.

Dean gave him a thumbs up, and then his eyelids jumped, a pinprick stinging pain swept through his mind, and for a moment a vision appeared in front of him—a sudden ripple of space in the nearby dim woodland.

Four black shadows silently revealed their form in this oscillation... The trunks of the trees around the campfire, in the dirt, in the dark night sky, almost completely blended in with the environment... Quietly peeking at the two intruders by the campfire.

Dean was taken aback, he hadn't noticed these peepers before? Immediately, he unreservedly trusted this omen of crisis, and let go of God's perspective with all his might, completing several actions in just two seconds.

Reaching out and grabbing it, he grabbed a pair of bows and bone arrows from the fantasy space, pulled the bow and wound it, and aimed it at the top of Cayden's back.

Whoosh –

The bowstring vibrates!

Arrows buzz!

A cloud of blood erupted in the air above Cayden's head, and the bone arrow pierced through the chest of a large humanoid black shadow, and it slammed backwards into a pine tree, pinning it to its trunk.

……

Dean clasped his palms together and pressed to the right.

Crackling!

There was a piercing explosion in the air, and the invisible hand crushed a birch tree behind Cayden like a mountain from top to bottom, breaking its trunk and crashing to the ground!

The second brown figure was squeezed out of the trunk of the tree, and in an instant, it was grounded under the tremendous force that could not be resisted, pressing out a half-human, half-wolf pit.

Screaming in anger as if paralyzed.

……

Dean waved to Cayden's left.

The "Shadow of the Past" rushed over with lightning and flint, like a flexible ribbon, waving in the wind in mid-air, enveloping an invisible thing.

The third black shadow showed the hideous form of a wolf-headed human body from the air, and with two swings of its paws, it was wrapped from head to toe by the "shadow", like a moth caught by a spider's web, struggling twice and standing still.

……

Dean's eyes turned sun-golden, spinning, sucking in all the light in a radius of ten meters.

The crackling bonfires of the sparks went out, the bright moonlight in the sky faded, the green eyes of the wolves lost their brilliance, and the suffocating darkness spread around Dean's body.

There was a muffled grunt behind him.

The dark shadow that blended with the thick dead branches and leaves on the ground revealed its form, and its amber vertical pupils looked up into Dean's eyes as if looking up at the starry sky.

……

This series of attacks was completed in just two seconds, and all four peepers were unable to resist.

But it's not over yet.

White-gold light spilled over Dean's body, tearing through the darkness of the abyss, and radiating like a vigorous flame, finally converging on his clenched right fist.

Brush –

His figure flashed, and his right fist swung out a dozen times like lightning.

A gust of wind blew through the woods, and the air erupted with crackling and muffled grunts, broken bones...

……

Wrapped in darkness, Cayden sensed a deadly crisis, desperately jumped out of this darkness, gasping violently and looking around, his expression stunned.

The group of gray wolves that had been screaming from before were lying on the ground, sticking out their tongues and fainting.

And in the open space by the campfire, there were four burly werewolves who ran out of nowhere, covered with black, white, and gray fluff, they wriggled like four maggots, struggling to get up, but the flesh and blood of the limbs and joints were blurred, and all of them were smashed into pieces and could not heal.

Their wet, black noses beat rhythmically like hearts, sniffing the scent of the crouching man in front of them.

Dean was striking the werewolf's furry head with a dead twig, his eyes sparkling with fire.

"I'll give you a chance to explain, what are you doing sneaking around? If you don't tell you honestly, you can peel and cramp them all into weapons! ”

(End of chapter)