A few pieces of sharp nails popped out from the woman's fingertips, and the rock-hard scales of the mountain crocodile were cut open like pieces of paper. She looked inside the wound, and sure enough, it was full of withered flesh and blood.
She poked the smooth incision on the deadly wound of the mountain crocodile again, "Vampire blade? It's getting more and more interesting. Are you... the original species that is stronger than Nighteye?"
The woman stood up, looked around, and her eyes fell on the corpse of another mountain crocodile, and then the next one. She stood still, but her eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the forests in the mountains without any hindrance, and find what she wanted to see.
After a while, she looked at Viscount Brudo, and her whole body gradually became blurred. A gust of mountain wind blew by and disappeared without a trace.
The mountain forest leading to the Viscount's Castle maintains a rather primitive appearance, only a dilapidated road leads to the pass, but this does not mean that there are no residents around.
After Qianye moved forward for a while, he found that there were several werewolf tribes scattered on the road leading to the castle. Those tribe warriors were the guards around the castle and also his obstacles.
There was an indescribable feeling in Qianye's heart, as if he had overlooked something. He simply stopped, jumped onto a fir tree straight through the clouds, and looked at the core area of the werewolf viscountry stretching out in front of him.
Werewolves, warriors... Wait, it turns out, it should be like this! Qianye suddenly realized that assassination might not be the best way. Killing Brudo could disintegrate the most powerful force of the werewolves. But to completely occupy it afterwards, it will take a lot of effort to suppress the resistance.
Maybe he could choose another way.
The werewolves here advocated pure primitive bravery. As a Viscount, Brudo must be the strongest warrior in the surrounding area. Since he is the strongest, according to the werewolf tradition, he will be the one who rushes forward in the battle, and accepts any challenge from the front.
Qianye decided to change his next battle strategy.
A moment later, a wolf howl suddenly sounded deep in the forest. The sound spread far away, and soon there were several long howls in response. This is a warning! In a blink of an eye, the entire forest was disturbed, and angry howls came and went one after another.
After a young werewolf warrior howled in response, he rushed towards the direction where his companions initially warned him. But before he took two steps, he saw a young human man appearing in front of him.
The werewolf warrior jumped forward almost without thinking, and opened his mouth to bite the opponent's throat fiercely! In his prediction, this bite would definitely be able to bite off the intruder's neck bone.
However, the human man just stretched out his hand casually, and the young werewolf found that his throat had been strangled. The opponent's hand was like cast steel, no matter how much he struggled, he didn't relax at all.
Qianye didn't have much interest in the young werewolf in his opponent. Although the opponent had already reached level five, he was still fighting by instinct and had not received systematic and professional fighting training at all. At this level, no matter how many people there are, it is useless in front of Qianye.
It seems that these werewolves don't know this, but Qianye will soon let them understand the gap.
Qianye put more force on his hand, snapping and breaking the neck bone of the young werewolf, and then let go of his hand, causing him to slide to the ground. The werewolf didn't die immediately, but if he wasn't treated in time, he would stop breathing soon.
Qianye started to run again in the forest. The complex terrain of the forest was the werewolf's home field, and it was also Qianye's home field. He sped up suddenly, and quickly caught up with a werewolf patrol team, running side by side with them.
The sudden appearance of the werewolf startled the werewolf. After a brief panic, the soldiers saw a human being in front of them, and a black-haired werewolf immediately roared: "Intruder! Lowly human! Tear him up and eat him!"
A few werewolves rushed towards Qianye in response, but Qianye took a step forward, his figure was like lightning, he passed through the crowd of werewolves, and appeared in front of the black-haired werewolf, Dongyue simply swept across him, chopping him off from the waist for two paragraphs. Qianye has never had the habit of showing mercy to enemies who intend to eat him.
The black-haired werewolf was probably the captain of the team. He was far taller and stronger than the other werewolves, but he couldn't stop Qianyejian's move. But the werewolf warriors showed no signs of fear, they still howled wildly to issue a warning, and at the same time rushed towards Qianye one after another.
Qianye held Dongyue flat, and with a flick of his wrist, several sword shadows suddenly appeared at the edge of the sword. In an instant, all the werewolves were hit by swords in their stomachs, and fell down screaming, and no one was able to stand up again.
Qianye slowly put away Dongyue, and said to the werewolf warrior who was lying on the ground in front of him, "If Brudo is a real warrior, come out and fight, don't just send you trash to die!"
After finishing speaking, Qianye calmly walked through the werewolves and disappeared into the depths of the forest.
Not long after, a tall werewolf with brown hair appeared on the scene. When the wounded werewolves relayed Qianye's words, he was startled first, then flew into a rage, and raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl.
Qianye hadn't gone far yet, when he heard this challenging wolf howl, he immediately sneered and turned back to fight.
After a while, the brown-haired werewolf was almost completely embedded in an ancient tree, with its long tongue hanging down its mouth, unable to retract it. His two arms were completely deformed, and he did not know how many bones were broken. At this moment, there was no more fierce light in his eyes, but only deep fear.
Qianye stood in front of him, and said lightly: "The time for fighting is not as long as the time for traveling."
After finishing speaking, Qianye put away Dongyue who was resting on the werewolf's neck, turned and left.
For some reason, just after taking a few steps, Qianye suddenly felt a little unnatural, as if a pair of eyes were watching him from somewhere. He subconsciously scanned the surroundings with his real vision, and only found some faint reactions of the dark force in the distance. That kind of blazing aura should be the werewolf warrior who was rushing here.
And that feeling was fleeting, never to be captured again.
Qianye didn't delay any longer, and quickly ran for several kilometers, placed a whole team of werewolf warriors, and then left in the air.
As casualties increased, the werewolves gradually began to realize that the vast mountain forest they lived in had become a natural hunting ground, but this time the roles of the prey and the hunter changed. All prey.
In the Viscount's castle, Brudo was sprinting back and forth in the hall, with an angry growl constantly coming out of his throat, a table and several chairs had already been torn to pieces under his sharp claws.
"A damned human being dares to insult me like this, the most powerful warrior in this territory!"
The werewolves in the hall were all fearful, and no one dared to persuade the angry viscount at this time. Only the human woman who was always sitting in the shadow said: "Brudo, calm down! You are not only a strong fighter, but also a wise leader. Anger can't solve the problem."
Her voice was very soft, but the werewolf viscount who was in a rage heard it. He snorted several times in a row, and finally managed to suppress his anger.
Brudo turned around suddenly, stared at the woman, and said word by word: "But he is challenging me, in our werewolf traditional hunting ground! How can I not fight?"
"As a warrior, you should fight. But as a leader, you can't fall into his trap. Was the glory of the werewolf rarely used by the blood race before? Why should you be angered by humans?"
"Then what should I do?!"
"Send the best fighters into the forest in a team, kill him, or catch him. Since he is a human, physical strength will be his weakest link. You have a large number of fighters, don't be afraid of sacrifice, drag him to death !"
Brudo's face was gloomy, and his nose was breathing hot air that seemed to be burning, but he began to think.
Looking out of the window in front of him, he could see hundreds of werewolf warriors gathered on the top of a small hill not far away. A tall werewolf was standing in front of everyone, waving his arms vigorously and roaring loudly.
The werewolf showed his original form, with shiny dark brown hair, a tall and strong body, stronger than most of the werewolves present.
He deliberately exposed several huge scars on his body, and roared to the werewolf warriors below: "We are the descendants of the wolf god, and every drop of blood in our blood is born for fighting! Humble, insidious and weak humans are only worthy of food! Now there is a human who dares to challenge us, brothers! This is a chance to restore the ancient glory and tradition, come with me, catch him, tear him up, and put him on the table!"
The roar of the brown-haired werewolf was accompanied by a bloodthirsty effect, which stimulated the werewolf warriors to howl with excitement, and they all took on the form of werewolves.
Brudo's face was very gloomy. The brown werewolf was his uncle, always a fanatic of old glory.
Ancient Glory is the most radical faction among werewolves, advocating the restoration of the wolf god's rule over the seven "sacred land" continents in the mythical period, and destroying all land blocks other than the Glory of Gods.
They not only regard human beings as food, and blood races as feuds that cannot coexist. They also think that the demons are sinister and the nerubians have not fully evolved. As for other small races other than the four major races, they are all classified as mongrels. All in all, in the eyes of the old glory, the whole world is an enemy. Even werewolves of other factions may be included as enemies.
Even Brudo, who abides by the tradition, can hardly accept such an extremely radical thought. However, the more they were among the lower-level werewolves, the more supporters of the ancient Glory faction.
Watching the brown-haired werewolf gradually stir up the emotions of the young werewolves, Brudo couldn't help frowning, and wanted to stop it.
His arm was suddenly pulled, and the woman walked to him at some point, she also looked out, and said softly: "Isn't this very good? The sacrifice doesn't need to be counted on your head."
Brudo struggled in his heart, but in the end he still didn't take the woman's hand away.
Qianye hid in the luxuriant canopy of an ancient tree, looking at the madly roaring brown-haired werewolf on the top of the hill through the four-element scope. Although the distance was a bit far, the wild wind happened to blow in this direction, and the werewolf's roar echoed and passed on in the mountains, and drifted into Qianye's ears intermittently.
"Humans... All food is shredded and eaten... Wolf God! Will rule the world..."
Most of the brown-haired werewolves spoke the common language of the dark kingdom, and some of the most intensely pronounced nouns were more like howling wolves, which should be the tribal language of werewolves. However, those few words were repeated repeatedly by the werewolf, and Qianye finally guessed the meaning, revealing a slightly sarcastic sarcasm, it turned out to be the ancient Glory faction.
He slowly pressed the trigger, the unique sound of the eagle strike pierced the sky, and the brown-haired werewolf fell down in response.
Qianye leaped to the top of the tree crown, calmly threw the eagle back behind him, then gave the werewolves who were almost boiling with anger, and then jumped into the forest and disappeared.
The werewolf viscount stood in front of the window, trembling all over. Qianye's middle finger was directed at him. In front of many fighters, he could no longer back down no matter what.
Brudo firmly pushed the woman away, jumped out of the window, raised his head to the sky and let out a long howl, and then chased after her at an alarming speed.