On a pitch-black mountain peak.
The red moon enveloped the earth.
A naked man climbed on all fours to the cliff at the mountain summit, gloomily gazing at that red moon.
His face suddenly showed a trace of pain, then dense blood vessels appeared on his cheeks.
Crack crack crack crack—
Sounds of flesh and blood twisting.
His head continuously elongated, sharp fangs slowly grew from his mouth, and countless black fur erged from his skin.
"Awooo—"
A wolf's howl.
Under the blood moon, he slowly and ferociously stood up, transforming into a terrifying werewolf.
Swish swish swish—
A black shadow swiftly climbed up from below the cliff, landing behind him like a wild beast.
"Chieftain."
A werewolf with a face full of knife scars knelt down, baring sharp fangs as he spoke deeply:
"Everything... is prepared! We can launch the attack at any ti, but our scouts discovered an outsider on the road to Silent Town, seems to be a human."
The werewolf called Chieftain slowly turned his head, his blood-red eyes reflecting the other's appearance, saying:
"Are you sure you didn't missee?"
The werewolf rasped:
"Absolutely certain, around seventeen or eighteen years old, thin body, delicate skin and tender flesh, a very weak human, and he's hopping and skipping around, not taking us seriously at all!"
The Chieftain narrowed his eyes: "Where is he?"
"Right on the necessary path for our attack on Silent Village."
"Let's go check!"
The Chieftain raised his head, instantly leaped down from the cliff, his body turning into afterimages as he charged into the forest.
A few minutes later, that Chieftain narrowed his eyes and quietly landed on a large tree branch.
And behind him.
Densely following were pair after pair of blood-red eyes.
"Chieftain, right over there!"
He narrowed his eyes, gazing into the distance toward the direction of the road to Silent Town, then instantly spotted an innocent youth carrying a chainsaw walking along the road.
Several words instantly appeared in his mind.
Young!
Handso!
Weak!
Easy to bully!
That arrogant walking style was just like a powerless little girl wandering around in the black forest (*￣︶￣), his entire body seed to be covered with words saying: Fuck ! Fuck ! Co fuck quickly!
That werewolf said deeply: "Chieftain, you see, isn't he very arrogant? Clearly hasn't experienced society's harsh beatings."
That Chieftain examined the youth from afar, saying profoundly:
"But he seems to be a doctor."
As soon as these words were spoken.
All the surrounding werewolves inexplicably shuddered.
That werewolf said hesitantly: "Could it be you suspect he is..."
That Chieftain said profoundly: "That town is very close to those maniacs' stronghold. If not for that, with their re few dozen hunting rifles and two holy priests, we would have long ago snatched the holy relic from them."
"You should know, those maniacs are very interested in us!"
For a mont, all the surrounding werewolves' blood-red eyes showed a trace of hesitation, clearly very wary of the maniacs he ntioned.
That werewolf said fearfully: "Chieftain, I don't want to be dissected. If he really is a Night Doctor, we... we should retreat..."
Slap—
A slap.
That Chieftain narrowed his eyes, rasping: "Why so nervous? I'm just suspecting, no evidence. If he really were a Night Doctor, they always wear plague doctor masks to express their identity when practicing dicine."
"This person doesn't have one, most likely not."
He stood up, saying indifferently:
"With such delicate skin and tender flesh, if he's just an outsider, then we'll just transform him too, maybe he can even beco my son-in-law."
"In this damn place, people who can be this handso are rare."
"Move out!"
In an instant, one after another werewolf flashed with blood-red eyes, swiftly moving through the forest.
They charged madly toward Lynn's direction.
...
anwhile.
On the small path under the blood moon, Lynn carried the Night Demon Blade on his shoulder, (*￣︶￣) walking boldly along the path.
Swish swish swish—
Rustling sounds ca from the black forest.
His mind was exceptionally clear.
Almost the instant those sounds started, he stopped, maintaining his (*￣︶￣) expression, motionless.
Behind him, beastly low growls sounded as several figures quickly closed the distance.
Almost in an instant.
A wolf's howl.
From all directions in the forest, one after another black werewolf leaped up. Under the blood moon's illumination, their fur shimred with glaring blood-colored needle-like glints.
And under the blood moon, Lynn standing there looked as innocent as a child.
"Werewolves?"
Lynn raised his head, with warm smiling eyes, adjusted the monocle on his left eye, revealing clean white teeth.
Because of the ntal Amplification Potion's enhancent, when he heard the distant wolf howls, he had roughly guessed the type of crisis.
Transforming into wolves under the blood moon.
In the Dark World, this had a strong corresponding relationship.
In an instant.
Information about a werewolf appeared before his eyes.
[Blood Moon Werewolf]
[Race]: Human/Werewolf
[Alignnt]: Chaotic Evil
[Level]: 43
[Combat Ability]: Extre healing capability and frenzied close combat ability
[Introduction]: Blood Moon Werewolves entrenched in the Cursed Territory. They transford into wolves due to the plague and curses spread by "Plague Doctors." Whenever the red moon appears, they are forced to transform into bloodthirsty werewolves, simultaneously becoming more bloodthirsty and frenzied. But compared to the truly chaotic evil werewolves of the Dark World, they still appear weak.
Almost the instant he clearly saw the introduction, over a dozen werewolves were already right in front of him.
Lynn could even clearly see their sharp fangs and blood-red eyes.
Lynn smiled slightly, adjusted his glasses, saying:
"Sorry."
In that instant.
The werewolf about to leap at Lynn's face changed expression dramatically, because he instantly saw the weak human youth's back clothing suddenly tear open.
Thick and sturdy tentacles, one after another, burst out from within with a rustling sound.
Too fast!
The speed was truly too fast!
Almost in the blink of an eye, those tentacles shot into the sky like winding snakes, rustling as they entangled their bodies.
One!
Two!
Over a dozen!
The tentacles suddenly tightened, then a great force ca, their bodies were directly flung high into the air, then heavily slamd to the ground with a smack.
Seeing this scene.
In the forest, the werewolf Chieftain's pupils sharply contracted.
"Not good!"
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