In the archives room, a group of people gather around the pages spread out on the desk.

"Albert Prager... He settled in Pith River in 1962 and married Bonnie, and his son Ani Prague was born in '63, leaving his wife and children behind in '68 and his whereabouts are unknown. ”

Dean looked at the black-and-white photo on the data page, at that time Albert was a black-haired man about 30 years old, with a long light brown coat covering a muscular body, coupled with a knife-and-axe facial line, a thick beard, strong male hormones rushed to his face, as if to overflow the photo, and the man's miniature dark eyes were always full of vigilance about his surroundings.

"I was blind with this good skin, and I abandoned my wife and children for more than ten years." Monica retracted the sparkle in her eyes and looked at Dean with her hands around her chest, "So where are we going to find this stinky man with no conscience?" ”

"Wait a minute... I'll give it a try. Dean examined the man's photographs and documents, closing his eyes and falling into the darkness.

Christine took the opportunity to rub her smooth chin and asked, "Do you think the strange situation in the town in the last half month has anything to do with this husband?" ”

"What logic?" "I haven't seen him in the town in all the ten years I've been in office, and I swear in God's name that it has nothing to do with him." ”

"Just because you haven't seen him doesn't mean he's not there," Sean said in a deep voice, "Maybe he's quietly returned to town and visited his dead wife and children..."

"There's no time to talk about this nonsense," Boone interrupted, looking at Dean, "man, you haven't explained what you saw in the corpse before, what is the relationship between the four Taigas and Bonnie?" Why didn't you die unjustly? ”

……

In the midst of everyone's arguments, Dean suddenly opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with a scorching light like the sun,

"I've locked on Albert, it's at the southern end of town, near the Tranquility River. Let's go, let's meet it, it's the root of all the anomalies in town. ”

"What are you kidding, young man, you dozed off and found this man who had been missing for more than ten years," Director Nur looked like a ghost, his mustache fluttering from side to side because of his extremely ridiculous mood, and he was really funny, "Are you doing magic tricks for me?" Do you think you are some kind of soothsayer and prophet? ”

Noor's words came to an abrupt end, and his body disappeared into the real world.

Dean grabbed his shoulders like lightning and pulled him into the fantasy space and carried him alive, after all, the chief had helped them, and it was really unsafe to be in the police station like this.

Then, Dean activated the Black Domain Teleportation, and a black spatial crack parted in the narrow air between the filing cabinets.

He stepped in.

Christine looked at each other and followed.

……

It was frighteningly dark, and the starlight and moonlight were asleep.

To the south of Pisriver Town, a murky white mist rises in the tranquil river that reflects off the surface of the river, wrapping around a maple tree more than 30 meters tall on the shore.

On the bare canopy of the tree stood a black silhouette of a solemn man.

It has a basic humanoid form, but its body is covered in thick black fur and its fangs and claws are shining.

This is the king of the night, a werewolf.

Its cold beast pupils looked at the quiet town shrouded in fire and the hustle and bustle, and some of the townspeople's eyes were bloodshot together, and the bloody scars all over their bodies could not hide the violence and fanaticism in their hearts;

The other part wandered the street with blurred eyes, leaning against the fence of the road, hugging each other and lying in the snow, venting their desires with the strength of shouting and cutting their throats... The icy cold night could not dampen their enthusiasm.

Hundreds of townsfolk are twisted, insane, or filled with some kind of creepy longing, in a posture of struggle and plunder.

Their inner emotions were so strong that their desires, resentments, evils, and miasma all turned into colorful gases, diffused out of their bodies, and flew towards the cold cemetery in the east of the town, condensing a pair of huge and unfriendly wings, which flapped as if the gates of hell were being opened.

……

"Bonnie, Ani, it's almost there..."

The werewolf murmured, a bloody grin, and a faint tenderness on the lion's wide-eyed, misshapen, and ugly face.

But the warmth quickly solidified into coldness and horror, and the void in front of him cracked.

A strong chill then pierced its tail vertebrae, and went all the way up the spine to the cerebral cord, and for a moment its cold hair exploded, its heart stopped beating, and its brain was slightly dizzy from extreme tension and excitement.

The man is coming!

Hmmm-

The werewolf figure rose and fell, jumped off the canopy, landed on all fours, and ran wildly like a beast, leaving a series of lifelike wolf-shaped afterimages in mid-air.

The sonic boom rolled up large swaths of dirt, rocks, and shrubs, dragging a messy path through the ground.

It ran nearly a kilometer in the blink of an eye, leaving the spatial rift far behind.

But it's still too slow.

A figure appeared in its sight as it sprinted, teleporting miles in front of it, a hand pressing towards it, and five slender fingers pressed down on its skull like five mountains with a terrifying cold wind and soul-terrifying power.

The touch of disease, the weakening of the realm, the double crushing force into the body.

Just like a beast tamer training a beast, the powerful suppression from the genetic and soul level deprived the werewolf of nearly half of its combat power, making it kneel on its knees, and the coldness that froze everything in the world then swept into the werewolf's head and permeated his whole body, clattering and crunching, freezing it into a crystal clear ice sculpture like a work of art.

The figure landed lightly to the ground, surveying the werewolf's fleshy face in the transparent ice.

Frost splashes and ice sculptures burst open!

The strong unwillingness, the exuberant fighting spirit, and the dignity of the nocturnal species made the werewolf burst out with unimaginable combat power, and the strong body that was far beyond ordinary people swelled outward to a height of three meters like a second development, and the explosive muscle armor was held up high to shatter the frost that wrapped the body, and the jagged mouth opened angrily to the root of the ear and exhaled a violent fishy breath.

Roar!

The werewolf pounced on the man like a cannonball...

At this time, Christine and the others, who came from far behind, saw two blurred shadows fighting in the open space by the river, and the speed was so fast that they couldn't see any of their movements clearly.

The wide open space was filled with the afterimages of their fierce battles.

The ground trembled as if a magnitude 7 earthquake had erupted, and the tremendous force blasted open a crater full of cracks ten meters deep; A strong wind blew in the surrounding woods, and strong winds from pine and maple trees swept up; Waves of platinum air, flames, lightning, and frost left countless vivid and dazzling traces in the night sky.

Roar!

The long, terrifying wolf howl almost shattered the soul.

The five Christines all held their breaths, their faces distorted with horror, the speed and strength of both sides were far beyond the third level, and a single breath could kill a little minion like them ten times.

But the fierce battle lasted less than five seconds.

Bang!

The werewolf was thrown backwards a hundred meters like a sandbag that had been knocked off, breaking a row of towering trees, plowing a deep furrow close to the ground, and finally stopping in front of a wooden house.

Christine chased after them, and the image of the werewolf became miserable - the limbs were violently torn off, only the central torso remained, and the fur on the torso was charred black, without a single intact skin, it smelled of barbecue, and wisps of miserable white ice edges and purple arcs pulsed between its cracked skin, broken muscles, and broken internal organs.

It was defeated and had no power to resist.

Ahem.

The werewolf violently coughed up large pieces of bloody heart and lungs, looked up, and the figure walked ghostly in front of him.

Dean stared at the werewolf's frantic twisting and reborn bones and flesh, and a trace of thought flashed in his eyes, the strength of this werewolf was definitely the peak of level 5, but in the face of his level 6 self, he couldn't even force out the strength of Ichicheng.

The difference between level 5 and level 6 is like an abyss.

"Don't resist, I don't want to kill you... Let's have a good chat, Albert Prager. "He withdrew the life energy that suppressed the werewolf's self-healing.

"Ahem, he is worthy of being the person chosen by my lord, and his eyesight is not inferior to his strength." The werewolf who was sitting outside the wooden house sighed hoarsely with a file, fresh flesh sprouts growing in spiral from the severed limb, and a relieved smile appeared on his bloody face, "Since I lost, then you can dispose of it." ”

"What's the situation, isn't this a werewolf?!" This conversation shocked Christine next to her, "Albert isn't Bonnie's husband?" ”

"Didn't figure it out?" Dean looked back at his companions, except for Christine, Monica's eyes flashed suddenly, as if they had expected it, "Albert, the man who abandoned his wife and children more than ten years ago, is the werewolf who killed the four of the Taigas, and he is also a nocturnal species. Can you explain it yourself, Albert? ”

"Whew... Suck..."In front of everyone's eyes, the werewolf whale who had regrown its pink limbs took a deep breath, and wisps of white mist condensed from the thick hair around it, burrowing into the werewolf's nose.

The magic of the transformation is withdrawn from the body.

The werewolf's deformed claws and musculature shrank rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he became a sleek human male, with a rock-like muscular body at the top, and an angular face that was exactly the same as the thirty-year-old man in the previous archival photo.

It's just that there are a few more strands of white between the black hair, and the temperament has changed a lot.

Albert = Werewolf?

In disbelief, Kristen took out the file in her arms and re-monitored it a few times, confirming it, "How did you become a monster?" ”

Facing the blazing gaze of everyone.

Albert was silent for a long time, weakly grabbing a cloud of snow on the ground and letting it run between his fingers.

"I lost, I'll give you the answer."

"It hasn't changed from start to finish."

"I was born a nocturnal man. More than ten years ago, I was banished from Midianon by the High Priest of the Nocturnal Species for breaking the Iron Law, and I happened to pass by the town of Pith River and met Bonnie. ”

It had an undisguised pride on its face, clearly proud of its nocturnal origins.

……

Hear this amazing secret.

Dean found that the progress had jumped to fifty-five percent.

And Sean and Boone showed a hint of excitement on their faces, "Are you serious?" You've always been nocturnal, but you can marry a human woman like Bonnie and have offspring? ”

"Of course, but not everyone can be a nocturnal companion," Albert looked at the night sky, as if he saw a face, "We looked for a mate based on smell and intuition, and Bonnie was the partner I found, so I gave birth to her son, Ani." ”

"Ani is a descendant of the nocturnal species, why is it that she has abnormal intelligence and is weaker than ordinary people?" Dean asked, "Shouldn't they inherit the strength and physique and bloodthirsty desires of the nocturnal species?" ”

Albert lowered his head, and a trace of sadness flashed in his tiger eyes,

"You're talking about most cases, but there are exceptions. Just as there are newborns who die prematurely and are stunted in humans, the same is true in nocturnal species. ”

"My Arnie is such a poor child, because of the uncertainty of cross-species union, he has not inherited the strengths of me and Bonnie, but has inherited the defects of both of them, congenitally weak, and mentally retarded, and can never return to a normal level."

"Now that you know your children are pitiful," Monica's eyes flashed with confusion, "why did you leave them behind and have not been heard from for more than ten years?" ”

"I don't want to defend myself, I do feel sorry for their mother and son, but not because of disgust, but because of accident and mission." Albert took a deep breath, "As a supernatural being, I have been with their mother and son for five years, and I already have a premonition that the law of surprise is about to befall them. ”

"I had no choice but to leave, and before leaving, I asked an old friend to take care of them for me."

The Law of Accidents...

Sean, Boone, Christine, and Peter, the four newborn supernatural beings, still don't understand the power of the word.

But Monica has gone through decades of years and understands the inside story deeply, and her originally stern eyes softened slightly, "What about the mission?" ”

"Midian's mission," Albert suddenly looked up at the dark night sky, as if he had seen the stars blooming bright in the depths of the universe from the darkness and chaos, and his eyes radiated a strange brilliance, "Fifteen years ago, I heard the call of the High Priest in my dream, and I was asked to embark on a journey to find the Children of Destiny, which means the Seven Children of Prophecy. ”

"When all the sons of prophecy appear, Midian's doors will be reopened to me, the Wanderer."

Albert's tone was agitated, and there was a hint of anticipation in his eyes, "And I will be rewarded to take Bonnie and Arnie into Midian, so that my companions who are good at healing can cure their diseases, and let them live forever with me in Monster Land." ”

"For more than ten years, I have been looking for the child of prophecy all over the world."

……

Dean exchanged a look with the others, and they all saw the absurdity in each other's eyes - the werewolf abandoned his wife and children in order to be reunited with them in Midian?

But for a moment they could not say anything to refute it.

"How did you find the Child of Prophecy?"

"The method is simple, leave it to fate. I travel around cities in the northern and southern hemispheres, biting targets randomly based on inspiration and intuition. And those who are bitten by me will either be eliminated by fate and become bloodthirsty werewolves of inferior products, or they will hear the call of Midian, and embark on the path of trial. ”

"Some of them will receive special attention from our Lord, such as Your Excellency." Albert looked at Dean with respect and envy, "You're one of the seven." ”

The prophetic child of Midian.

Dean's face became extremely complicated, and his mind flashed back to the distant poetry in his mind, and his memory flashed back to the manor chamber where he first saw the nocturnal species in Las Vegas.

Boone and Sean asked in unison, "What about us?" ”

Albert glanced at the eyes of the two, and his gaze was affectionately like an old man encouraging his juniors, "It's too weak, you haven't experienced baptism yet, everything is undecided..."

……

"Well, even if I believe that you abandoned your wife and children for their safety, to be reunited with them in Midian, and you converted Sean and Boone in search of the Children of Prophecy," Christine asked, "what about killing Tygas and the three teenagers?" The means are so cruel, so brutal, and the bloodthirsty nature attacks? ”

"Why kill them? Why kill this old friend of Taigas? Albert smiled bitterly self-deprecatingly, his face was blue and purple, his facial features were distorted, and his eyes were surging with a stormy fire, "For more than ten years, I have traveled around Europe, the East, and all over the world, and the ultimate goal is to reunite with Bonnie and Ani. ”

"After more than ten years, I finally heard the call of the High Priest, and the children of prophecy have all appeared, and I set out on my way home, back to Pith River, and wait for the gate of Midianite to open."

"But as fate would have it, I got home too late."

Albert's eyes were red and dripping blood,

"These four brutes have killed my Bonnie and Arnie..."

(End of chapter)