Whoosh –

The dark gold spear pierced through the telekinetic shield and the witch's bodies, pinning them into a string, and the brewing death-defying counterattack came to an abrupt end.

Then, Dean's figure flashed, and the blade of the axe in his hand waved.

The moonlight rained down on dark blood, and three heads flew at his feet.

You have killed the Witch, Poison Mist, Lightning, Mastery +40, Combat lv4 (60→100/500)

Activated by the Supernatural Hunter, you draw 1 Perception, 1.5 Sensitivity, and 1 Spirit.

Perception: 16.5→17.5

Sensitivity: 17→18.5

Spirit: 21.3→22.3.

Combined with his previous strength, Dean gained a total of 5 attributes in a short period of time.

The short-term ascension was too great, and he felt countless mosquitoes biting, thousands of degrees of flames scorching every piece of his flesh, itching and burning.

I couldn't help but close my eyes, and my expression trembled with distortion.

But this pain is fleeting, and every cell cheers and jumps, surging like a tide, spewing out rich life energy, from the inside out, making the skeletal muscles more dense and tight, and the fascial tendons tougher.

The viscous and almost liquefied life energy burrowed out of the pores, forming a mercury-like flowing film on the surface, washing away the filthy flesh and blood fragments on the skin, repairing all the subtle dark wounds inside and out, revealing a slender and well-proportioned, almost flawless body.

After having life energy, no matter how you improve your melee attributes, you will no longer have symptoms of muscle explosion and body imbalance, and those nutrients and energy beyond the human body are integrated into the cells, strengthening the essence and potential.

Dean clenched his fists, and the life energy that had skyrocketed by nearly half of his heyday roared out, forming a huge white-gold armor outside his body, and then all of it retracted back into the pores and was stored in the cytoplasm.

When you open your eyes, the whole world, light, sound, and smell become clearer and clearer under the perception of the skyrocketing 1.5, and the sense of sight, sight, smell... All of them have been greatly improved, and the intuition in the dark and the omen expertise made Dean feel a malicious feeling, hovering on the back of his neck, like some kind of crisis sign, brewing in the evolutionary perception, but the careful feeling suddenly subsided.

Unable to capture the inspiration, Dean shook his head, focusing on the moment.

"Deduct 0.5 spirit to strengthen the fantasy space."

Spirit: 22.3→21.8.

Fantasy space lv0→lv1: volume 4→6 cubic meters.

……

Call... Suck...

After a temporary break of less than a minute, Dean lowered his head and put the four corpses of the superpowers on the ground that had given the forger's expertise into the fantasy space, and was pleasantly surprised to find that the time it took to access items had been reduced from two seconds to one second.

Then a low howl rang in his ears.

In the middle of the mine, a scarred priest unleashed countless white chains, connecting his compassed compatriots on the ground.

Dean swept it with life perspective, and the white light in the priest's body was constantly shifting around, rapidly weakening, and not temporarily, but permanently losing the upper limit, and he was desperate to save the lives of his companions.

Di An'an sighed, but did not stop it, but quickly found the two familiar breaths of Kaiden and Asuka and released his own life energy to assist the priest in saving him.

……

Most of the werewolves who lay on the ground and passed out were watered by life energy, and after being watered with life energy, their serious injuries were relieved, and they woke up from their coma, howling and turning into werewolves, relying on their self-healing power to shed their blackened dead skin and flesh, grow new skin and hair, and restore their health.

But a small fraction, the six werewolves, no matter how hard Dean and the priest tried to rescue them, closed their eyes and did not respond.

They became cold corpses forever.

A group of people stared in amazement at the scorched earth and the six lifeless companions, their eyes red and their noses sour.

"Brothers and sisters... We fought a tough battle, defeated the enemy, protected the Horde, and won again. And it is not sad that the warriors who have made great contributions have been glorified and returned to the arms of the coyote Coty. The priest coughed twice, staggered to his feet, and looked around at his rickety body with the help of the bird.

In a quarter of an hour, as if he had spent decades, his full muscles had dried up, his muscular body had shrunk and he had become astonishingly emaciated, his majestic face was covered with rough wrinkles like bark, his eyes were full of decaying twilight, and he said in a hoarse, deep voice, "Take them home, and let their bodies rest in peace in the cemetery." ”

"The whereabouts of the Grey Shadow Four are unknown," Caydon next to the priest interjected,

"The mines have been searched, they are not here, go back and talk about it." The priest took the initiative to carry a corpse, leaped into a snow-white, scrawny werewolf, and galloped towards the mountains beyond the mine.

Cayden gritted his teeth and followed closely behind with the second corpse.

Under the moonlight, the mighty coyote tribal warrior team embarked on the road back.

……

In the wee hours of the morning, in the open space outside the cave of the coyote tribe.

Hundreds of men, women, and children of the tribe gathered here, and their expressions were reverently gathered around the six corpses by the campfire, and the corpses were dressed in decent and ceremonious new clothes, and the red and black tattoos on their faces and hands were retouched by the priests, becoming more vivid and powerful, and the scorched black quilts on their bodies were also cleaned up, making them look less hideous and terrifying.

One by one, the men and women in mourning stepped forward and placed bone necklaces, flowers, and rudimentary musical instruments beside the corpses as parting gifts.

Then someone played a desolate ocarina and danced a tragic dance.

The sound of music and the swaying figures floated into the night sky with the flickering bonfires, and the stars in the sky blinked sadly.

Di An'an always had a strong sense of uneasiness, and quietly left in the middle of the ceremony, found a secluded cave, and took out the board and psychic suit to feel it.

He had previously killed four superpowers.

But strangely, the souls of the witch, the poisonous mist, and the lightning were missing, and the board was only imprisoned by the soul of a strong stone, and his mind moved.

A cloud of black smoke drifted out of the board.

A tough man with an explosive head landed in front of him.

Compared to ordinary ghosts, this guy has a higher will attribute, so his soul is more condensed, but his reason is limited, and under the control of Shadow, he can't resist Dean's inquiry.

"Name, age, place of birth."

"Shay Lim, 25, New York."

"What department do you belong to?"

"U.S. Department of Defense, Special Operations Division."

"Explain the department specifically."

"Thirty years after its establishment, the department's responsibility is to use superpowers to solve all kinds of major supernatural disasters that occur in secular society."

The exploding head mechanically replied,

"There are superpowered operators in the department from all over the world... The witch and I belong to a group of 14 with a total of 4 members. ”

Dean asked, "At what cost did the government buy your services?" ”

"The basic salary is 50,000 dollars per month, and a huge subsidy will be provided according to the difficulty of each mission, and the family will receive a pension of 10 million US dollars due to the death of the mission, enjoy a month of paid vacation every year, and enjoy a certain amount of homicide immunity."

Dean touched his chin, which was already good in the 80s.

However, he remembers the first time he learned about the American Special Service was in Las Vegas from the mouth of the homeless Tim.

As a result, it took more than a year to really get in touch with each other, fight for life and death, and stand on the opposite side.

The exploding head was the toughest opponent Dean had ever faced, with twice as much life energy as he had.

Dean's telekinesis, shadow, and life energy were exhausted, and the reserves in the energy crystals in his body were exhausted, and it took the abyss and the simulacrum of a life to almost solve the other party.

If the blast head had lasted another five minutes, it might have been Dean who would have died.

"Where are the souls of the lightning, the witch, and the poisonous mist?"

"They undergo the ritual, and after death, their souls return to the ceremonial site and enter the Spiritual Prison. Avoid being captured by special means, being tortured. ”

Dean suddenly realized that the official superpower person understood some soul mysteries, and it was not surprising that he would do a good job of countermeasures in advance.

"Why didn't your soul go back?"

"I don't trust rituals, I only trust my fists."

Dean asked about the location of the Special Operations Department, its structure, and the other team operators.

Qiangshi rarely struggled in the face of these problems, and was silent.

"The soul has been subjected to some kind of special restriction to prevent leaks, and is unable to say sensitive information?"

Dean pondered so much that he changed the subject,

"Ever heard of the Stargate Jedi Project?"

"I've heard that it belongs to another big department with different responsibilities. The Special Operations Department is mainly responsible for combat, exploration. The relevant departments of the Stargate Jedi Project are responsible for logistics, research and development..."

"Why are you targeting the Coyote Tribe? The coyote tribe has never killed innocents indiscriminately and entered the secular world to disrupt order. ”

"Because coyote tribes are supernatural creatures that gather on a large scale, are not harmed by the law of convergence, and are not controlled by the American government, there is a huge threat and must be eliminated."

"The coyote tribe was driven out of Mexico by your group of Christian colonists and hid in the mountains and old forests to live on their own, but they still cannot escape your persecution and punishment." Dean had a deep sarcasm on his face, "Speaking of threats, aren't the man-eating toad people you bred in Lafayette more threatening?" ”

The exploding head was scolded with a dull gaze.

Dean continued, "What are you going to do with the Horde? ”

The Exploding Head replied in a stiff tone, "We captured a member of the Red-bellied Eagle, forced the tribe to secret, and investigated the root cause of the wolfification disease in Dog Town. ”

"What? You've only captured one? Dean asked, "Grey Shadow, Demon Leopard, Tiger Claw, Brown Bear... Didn't you, or your other companions, the mayor, and the sheriff capture it? ”

"It's not."

"Hell!" Dean's face sank, a total of five fighters were missing, but only one of them was captured by the Special Operations Department, "Where the hell are the remaining four?" ”

Qiangshi looked dazed.

"Wolves weren't spread by you?"

"It has nothing to do with us."

"In addition to the Special Operations Department, are there other black hands?" Dean thought for a long time and didn't have a clue, then asked, "Do you have a backup plan after you fail and get caught?" ”

"In one more day, a well-equipped force will arrive in the mountains and deliver a devastating blow to the tribes deep in the mountains."

"A devastating blow?"

"The army will use F-16 fighter jets, AH-1J Cobra helicopter gunships, precision-guided missiles... Our team's original mission was to detect and harvest werewolves that had slipped through the net. ”

Dean gasped when he heard this, a sea of purgatory-like fire faintly appeared in front of him, and the earth-shattering explosion echoed in his ears, and his temples kept jumping.

With his current strength, in the face of these modern weapons, he can only be blown to pieces, even if the coyote tribe is also crushed.

"Where did the army come from?"

"I don't know."

"No, the priests must be warned!" Dean suddenly got up, grabbed the board and poked it forward, and the explosion head suddenly turned into a burst of light and shattered in the air.

You have destroyed the Ghost Stone, Mastery +10, Combat lv4 (100→110/500)

Dean turned and left the cave.

……

In the second half of the night, the funeral ended.

Far away from the glowing tribe, Cayden sat in a daze on a withered and hollowed wood in a dark wood, staring at the horizon in a trance.

"What are you doing hiding here? The priest is talking to the red-bellied eagle, and you don't want to listen? A crisp voice sounded, and Asuka crept up to him and sat down close to his arm.

Cayden turned his head to look at her, and Asuka still had a vibrant look in his eyes after a difficult battle and the loss of several of his compatriots not long ago.

"Aren't you sad that six of your compatriots died?" Kayden couldn't help but ask,

"To tell you the truth, I'm used to it," Asuka said casually as he looked him in the eye, "and since I was born, the tribe has had all sorts of accidents every year, sacrificing some of my compatriots because of the damn law of convergence. We don't have an alpha wolf over us, so death and separation are often around the coyote tribe. ”

"You seem to have been through a lot, too?"

Kaiden's eyes were complicated, and after hesitating for a long time, he sighed, "I am a scourge, I killed my adoptive parents with my own hands, leaving them in a pool of blood and shattered. ”

Asuka looked at him with large, emerald eyes, and made an expression of trying to listen.

As if he had found an outlet, his tone was almost growling,

"On the way to Dogtown, I killed several innocent people out of control..."

"After that, I strayed into the forest, and I witnessed the deformed human demons harming people, but I was too weak to help the hapless victims."

"Now, when I come to Dogtown, I find that my mother has committed suicide because she misses me, and my father has disappeared for some reason. I learned to unleash the wild, to run in the moonlight, and just got acquainted with the warriors... It seems that they have become relatives who are connected by blood... Six more of them died, and I watched from the sidelines, unable to do anything. ”

Cayden clutched his chest and said to himself,

"From the Carolina to Arkansas, thousands of kilometers have not changed, and anyone who has been in contact with me is out of luck!"

"I thought about it a lot, and I finally figured it out. I'm a half-breed werewolf, an unnatural product, and I shouldn't have been in this world... So I'm under a curse! ”

"Cursed?" Asuka suddenly took his hand, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and his little face showed a solemn look, "Half-blood is not a curse, it is a talent, it brings more suffering, but all suffering will eventually become a stepping stone to go to a higher place." ”

"Who did you learn these words from?" Kayden stared at the woman and shook his head,

Asuka looked at the sky and his expression became reverent, "Two hundred years ago, there was an alpha in our coyote tribe who made a prediction that there would be a half-blood alpha in the future, a hybrid of humans and coyotes. ”

"He has the best of both worlds, and he will lead the whole tribe to make a huge change, saving us from the remote mountains and isolated way of life, and starting to adapt to this new and fast-growing society."

"You arrived just in time for this."

Asuka paused, and intimately reached out to stroke Kayden's blonde hair, "You know, many people in the tribe, the priests, including me, my brothers and sisters, and your missing father, all think that you are the child of prophecy, and they all have high hopes for you. ”

"I have always felt in my heart that the call that led you to Dog Town is the call of Coyote Coty, calling you to be tested."

Kayden looked at the bird's sparkling eyes and moist lips, and was stunned for a moment,

"It's fascinating... But I'm sorry, but I'm by no means a child of prophecy. ”

"As long as you are willing to accept everything from the tribe and you are willing to give, you will definitely become an alpha wolf." Asuka slowly tilted her head closer to Cayden's face, so gently and gently, as if worried about scaring away a small animal, that she touched his lips.

Kayden's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but indulge in it.

A gentle wind blew in the dark woods, the birch trees swayed rhythmically, and the earth and grass clippings flew.

Cold, glittering fangs and claws collided in a long wolf howl.

The golden leaves floated into the air, gently covering the two thick hairy bodies.

……

Dean hurried back to the cave and found the statue of Curty looking dozens of years old, like a priest of an ordinary little old man, when Cayden and Asuka had just arrived.

The frustration and defeat on the young warrior's face were swept away, and his eyes were bright, full of vigor and vitality, as well as infinite motivation.

And Asuka was blushing and radiant, and his chest was very intimate with Cayden's arm.

Dean hurriedly shouted,

"Three, I've made a big discovery!"

"It just so happens that I have something to inform you of as well." The priest withdrew a relieved look from the faces of the young men of the two tribes and looked at Dean gratefully, "Ahem, thanks to your help, we managed to save the red-bellied eagle, and asked for an important news, he was the only one who was tied up in the mine, and the four gray shadows were not there. ”

"What?" Surprised, Cayden asked, "So where did they go?" ”

The priest shook his head.

"I also asked the same answer from the soul of the exploding head," Dean added with a solemn face, "At the moment, it seems that the disappearance of the Gray Shadow Four has nothing to do with the mine's Special Operations Division!" ”

"And the crisis of the tribe has not yet been resolved, and in these two days, an army will arrive in the mountains and launch a devastating blow. With the current strength of the tribe, there is no way to resist, and I strongly advise all of you to move out of the mountains and immediately! ”

"Army, devastating blow? You're not kidding, are you? Cayden instantly sobered up from the tenderness and sweetness he had had before.

"You think I'm joking?" Dean asked solemnly,

The priest, on the other hand, behaved with great composure, as if he had anticipated this outcome.

"Asuka, go tell everyone to get ready, send the children down the mountain, and leave seeds for the tribe."

The girl realized that the situation was critical, nodded and immediately turned into a werewolf and rushed out.

"Wait, just sending the kids away?" Dean looked at the priest in surprise, "You're not leaving?" ”

The priest looked at everything around him with affection, "I was born and raised in the mountains, and this is my hometown. Now that I am old and have lost my strength, I can no longer contribute much to the future of the tribe, and I cannot afford to go further afield to carve out the future. ”

The priest's withered face was as resolute as a sword, and his thin but firm voice echoed in the cave,

"I'll guard my home with other old fellows who are willing to stay until I'm buried here."

"Nope! Priest, if you still have a chance to leave, don't give up easily," Cayden grabbed his thin body and shook it vigorously, "The tribe and everyone need you!" ”

"They need alpha wolves more." The priest shook his head, looked at Kayden's face with eyes under his thick golden eyebrows, and his trembling hands clasped his arms,

"Kayden, my child, son of prophecy... Before you leave, I have one last request, to find your missing father, Grey Shadow..."

"The tribe is about to be bombed by missiles, what am I in the mood to look for the gray shadows." Cayden's eyes were red, unable to understand geology, and he asked, "Why do you all call me the Son of Prophecy?" ”

"You are the only hybrid born by accident in two hundred years, and you are also the most fitting prophecy and the most promising child of the alpha wolf."

"What the hell is an alpha wolf, it's so important to the tribe, more than your lives?"

"The alpha wolf is the soul of the wolf pack, the bond between the individual and the group, the core of extraordinary strength, with the alpha wolf, the tribe can truly unite and continue." The priest was full of longing, like a blessing and a warning, "But to become an alpha wolf, you must bear the fate of the tribesmen, animals, and even humans in this sacred land, and you must be determined to give everything, sacrifice everything, and pass the test of Koti." ”

"What test?"

The priest pointed to the pair of stone eyes of the coyote statue, and the gray gem-like glittering pupils were staring at Kayden in horror, "Look at your eyes, you are being tested!" Find the Gray Shadow! ”

Kayden's breath froze, his mouth opened in an O-shape, and he was speechless.

Test?

No, he's just a half-breed werewolf who has come to find his roots.

The priest looked at Dean again and pleaded, "Friend Dean, please help this kid one last time and accompany him on his journey." ”

Dean raised an eyebrow, "What do I get?" ”

"The friendship of the coyote tribe, the future."

What kind of flatbread is this?

Dean lowered his head and smiled, his spirit sank into the system, after killing the four superpowers, the progress of "Call of the Wild" was ninety percent, and from this analysis, there was no way to complete the incident without finding out the whereabouts of the four gray shadows.

And if it weren't for the coyote tribe to deal with three superpowers and bear most of the pressure, Dean wouldn't have been able to absorb so many attribute points.

He nodded at the priest and put his arm around the young werewolf's shoulder, his eyes shining with great determination,

"Let's go, man, find the Grey Shadow before the army arrives!"

……

(End of chapter)