The young werewolf warriors rushed into the forest with their leader, their blood surging.
Brudo leaped through the forest like lightning, leaving the other werewolves far behind in a blink of an eye. The werewolf viscount didn't care. As the most powerful warrior in the entire territory, he always thought that he didn't need guards at all.
However, after running for several kilometers, Brudo's already heavy heart was clouded.
The human didn't have any smell left, indicating that the other party came prepared and used drugs specifically for werewolves, which is a common trick used by cunning humans in sneak attacks. It is very effective for ordinary soldiers, but it is not very effective in front of dark warriors, because the warriors will soon notice the abnormality of their sense of smell, so they can trace the source.
Just like now, even without the guidance of the smell, Brudo can rely on that unusual intuition to chase after him. But what puzzled him was, since the other party came without a trace, why did he openly provoke him? This is very different from the behavior of ordinary humans.
There was still no trace of Qianye ahead, and none of the werewolves behind could keep up. Although Brudo was sure that he was going in the right direction, his heart was still gradually full of anxiety.
The werewolves are the kings of the mountains, and only the vampires can compete with them in speed. The opponent is just a mere human being, why hasn't he caught up yet.
Suddenly Brudo rushed to a clearing, and the young human was standing in the middle of the clearing, seemingly waiting for him.
Qianye said indifferently: "You are really slow in coming."
"Human, you are insulting the most powerful warrior on this land!" Brudo growled threateningly in his throat.
Qianye laughed: "The most powerful warrior in this land? From now on, you are not."
Brudo was extremely angry, his mane-like hair stood on end, and his ten fingers stretched out the flashing claws. On the opposite side, Qianye had already raised his sword in his hand, and stabbed at his chest with the sword.
This sword was neither fast nor slow, but it gave Brudo the illusion that he couldn't dodge. The werewolf viscount roared, waved his claws, and slapped the blade hard. In an instant, he felt as if he had hit a mountain peak.
Dongyue was still leaning to one side, but the steel sheaths on Brudo's hands were also torn apart.
Qianye stepped forward, and Dongyue took advantage of the trend and dragged towards Brudo's waist.
With a bang, Brudo slapped Dongyue away again, but this time there was a crack on the back of the fingers of both hands, and blood dripped out. The werewolf viscount couldn't believe that that humble epee was able to break through his defense.
In a blink of an eye, Dongyue changed direction again and cut down again.
Brudo has no reservations, and fights with all his strength.
In Qianye's real vision, the Viscount Werewolf was bubbling with blazing dark force. Every time he swung his fist, there was an explosion like a force cannon ejected from the chamber. Every time his claws passed, the force of the environment gathered at the tip of his claws, which was enough to tear apart the tough armor.
Dongyue raised arc-shaped sword curtains in the air. There was no specific move, and it seemed that he swung it casually, swift and light. However, only Brudo, who was fighting head-on, felt the pressure he was under, and every sword seemed to push a mountain to press on his head.
The werewolf viscount felt that his defense would always be cut from the weakest link, but with the powerful force of the epee, it seemed to engulf everything. In Brudo's impression, even when faced with the powerful power of Earl Stuka, he did not have such a sense of powerlessness as if he had fallen into the deep sea.
Just when Brudo felt more and more difficult to resist, Qianye suddenly stepped back a few steps, Dongyue slowly held it high, and calmly said: "The last sword."
This sword style is unremarkable and seems to be no different from before. However, an extremely strong sense of danger suddenly rose in Brudo's heart, and the world seemed to shake for a moment. The Viscount Werewolf felt very clearly that the dark force from the earth that had given him powerful strength in the past was trembling crazily.
The mane on Brudo's neck stood up, and he roared wildly, bursting out with all his strength without reservation. The blazing dark force seemed to be ignited, and black flames visible to the naked eye lit up around the Viscount.
At this time, Qianye slashed down with a sword, and the dark heavy sword seemed to have pierced the void, and the edge was stained with faint light, and its color could not even be described.
Brudo was as thick as the dark defense of the second layer of armor collided with the faint sword light, and the pieces were shattered like an avalanche. The werewolf viscount flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. When he was struggling to get up, the thick armor on his body suddenly split in the middle, and there was also a line of blood in the center of his body.
Brudo looked down at the wound on his body, his hands trembling slightly. If this sword was heavier, it could completely cut open his chest and abdomen. He slowly raised his head, and saw that Qianye had already planted Dongyue on the ground, and had an extra short gun in his hand, pointing directly at him.
"Let's shoot." Brudo's expression was exceptionally calm. It wasn't the first time his defense had been breached, but even though he was defeated by the Earl, his body was not as completely weak as it is now. The sword just now not only shattered the original force of the werewolf viscount's body, but also seemed to temporarily cut off his connection with nature, making him feel extremely weak, and the recovery ability that the werewolf was proud of had no effect at all.
"What I want is not your body, but surrender. I think this has been clearly stated in my previous letter to you."
Brudo's voice was very low: "Werewolves will not surrender."
"Maybe when you see this, you will reconsider." Qianye threw the pinnacle of the peaks over.
Brudo caught the heavy sign, his face changed slightly, he took the badge to his nose and sniffed, his eyes flickered, and he said slowly: "You should know, we werewolves who follow the path of ancestors, and The path to the top of the mountain is not the same. Over the years, the differences have grown, so I will not obey their orders."
"The top of the group of peaks did not issue any orders. I just want to tell you that the werewolf and I are not absolute enemies." As he spoke, Qianye smiled and said, "Of course, you and I may not be friends, but you can lead The clansmen live in my territory, they only need to fulfill their obligations, just like you did to Stuka."
"This is our land!" Brudo growled.
Qianye sneered, "Dead people don't have land, and dead wolves don't have lairs."
Brudo's momentum gradually weakened, and he suddenly sniffed a few times in the direction of Qianye, his face changed drastically, "It's a very disgusting smell! I smell blood on you!"
The werewolf viscount became excited again, his eyes gradually turned red.
Qianye said flatly, "I am a human being."
Brudo stared at Qianye suspiciously, and at the same time became confused. Even if those vampire bats wanted to play tricks, they would rarely insist that they were human beings.
"Power should be revered and obeyed. Isn't this the creed of you werewolves?" Qianye said: "I replaced Stuka, got his territory, and I also have power. Unless you plan to fight to the end for him, or raise a family relocated."
These words sounded very reasonable. In fact, if Qianye was not a human race but a dark race nobleman, even the werewolf viscount himself would agree to his right as a victor.
Brudo hesitated, "What good does it do me to surrender?"
"You can maintain the current state of life. I don't mind a werewolf tribe living on my territory, as long as I am willing to fulfill my vassal obligations. In addition, you may be able to live better if you are willing to provide more services."
Brudo growled a few times, then calmed down and said, "It seems that I don't have many choices."
"If it was me lying on the ground now, you would have more choices."
Brudo was silent for a moment before saying, "I need time to think about it."
"Yes, but you only have one day. I hope you understand that since I can win this fair duel, I won't be afraid of you going back to gather soldiers, let alone kill more werewolves."
Brudo nodded, backed away slowly, and turned into the forest.
Qianye also turned and left. A moment later, he sat on an exceptionally tall and straight old tree and looked around. Now that the two parties have agreed on a time, Qianye will wait for twenty-four hours.
Qianye wasn't very worried that the werewolf viscount would change his mind after returning. Under Brudo's irritable appearance, he actually had a delicate heart. Smart people tend to think a lot, which is a good thing. But just because they think too much, smart people are often afraid of death, let alone sacrifice needlessly. So Qianye suddenly discovered that he began to like smart people.
Anyway, there is still time, Qianye is going to go to Qingfeng Mountain, and "visit" the old patriarch of Fengya by the way. This time, more than a dozen totems were planted on the defense line of the pass, representing the small tribes in Brudo's territory, but none of them belonged to Feng Ya, which may have explained the attitude of the old patriarch.
Qianye jumped up from the canopy more than ten meters above the ground, and fell straight into the forest below. On the way, he grabbed a thick branch in front of him, and with a crash, the branch snapped at the root, and Qianye had turned the huge fall into a horizontal flight, flying far away in the direction of Qingfeng Mountain.
At this moment, Qianye suddenly saw something unusual out of the corner of his eye. He snorted, stood still on a branch for an instant, took out a high-magnification scope, and looked in that direction.
In the field of view of the camera is a scene he never imagined.
In that direction, there is a huge full moon rising slowly, like a bright and clean kingdom opened in the night. In front of this magnificent and mysterious silver curtain, a woman is dancing.
The light of the full moon blurred all the details, only the silhouette, but because of this, her amazing and perfect figure was completely highlighted.
She is dancing wildly, full of the most primitive wildness. Her chest, her waist, and her legs were all trembling and shaking at inconceivable frequencies. Although the camera was in a silent world, Qianye seemed to hear drums from ancient times.
She seems to be searching, joyful, and sad, and all the strongest emotions are vividly expressed through silent dancing.
Sometimes her limbs are incredibly soft, and sometimes they are flexible and full of strength. Every swing of her arms, waist, kicks, and bouncing is a strong drum sound, making Qianye's heart beat with the same rhythm.
Qianye watched quietly for a moment, then put away the scope, with Dongyue in his right hand and Manjushahua in his left hand, they just stood there without moving, waiting for the follow-up of this mysterious woman.
He knew that the real trouble was coming.
Qianye didn't think that he could see such a scene just by raising the scope. This woman happened to attract his attention and appeared right in the center of the lens, which was an incredible special ability.
Her original intention was to let Qianye see it.
In front of this mysterious woman, blindly running away is just looking for death, it is better to fight calmly, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.
Qianye stood like that for a moment, but nothing happened. When he couldn't help wondering whether he had hallucinated just now, a seductive voice with a little panting suddenly sounded in his ear.
"Are you waiting for me?"