Silent Town, the Blood Moon hung high in the sky.
Before one defensive position after another, the dark-skinned, vigilant Refugees all had a bit of confusion and incomprehension in their eyes.
Because it had reached the latter half of the night.
But that pack of werewolves still hadn't appeared, which was truly a bizarre occurrence.
Because when the Blood Moon hung high, that was when those werewolves were at their most ferocious;
they absolutely wouldn't let slip this chance to attack them.
Yet tonight seed sowhat strange.
"Mayor, have those monsters already given up? It's so late and they still haven't appeared, this feels a bit off!"
The dark-skinned youth holding a shotgun turned his head, looking hesitantly towards the white-haired elder.
The Mayor frowned, gripping his Staff, gazing solemnly into the darkness outside the town, saying:
"No, they wouldn't give up, unless they encountered so unforeseen circumstance, otherwise..."
But before he could finish his words.
They imdiately saw deep within the black mist, faintly erging one mysterious figure after another.
"Alert!!"
Almost instantly.
Everyone imdiately entered a combat-ready state, their eyes fixed intently on that patch of thick fog.
Drops of cold sweat fell from their foreheads.
They're here!
As expected!
That damned pack of beasts indeed had no intention of letting them off.
Silver shotguns were aid at the heavy black mist.
"Awooo—"
"Awoooo—"
From within the darkness ca long howls one after another.
But after hearing those howls, everyone was montarily stunned, looking at each other in confusion.
Because those howls were completely different from the intimidating wolf howls they had heard before;
not only did the sounds lack any ferocity or brutality, they instead seed to carry a hint of grievance.
It was like a series of pitiful and aggrieved cries emitted by little girls who had been violated and humiliated.
As if complaining to the Blood Moon about their miserable plight.
"Mayor." The youth widened his eyes, saying: "These howls sound a bit strange..."
The Mayor's expression was grave, saying heavily: "Don't be fooled by these cries, those werewolves are cunning and full of tricks, who knows what sche they're playing now, stay alert!"
Everyone nodded, concentrating as they waited.
Ti passed slowly.
The figures within the black mist drew closer and closer.
And then in the next mont, they abruptly saw a youth step out from the black mist.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Instantly, dozens of shotguns simultaneously aid at Lynn.
"Wait a mont!"
The Mayor suddenly frowned.
"A human?"
Everyone around revealed astonished expressions.
Though the skin tone was different, his appearance was definitely that of a living human, but how was that possible? Ever since they settled here, they had never seen any other mbers of their own kind existing in this world!
Lynn smiled and raised his hands, saying:
"Everyone, please don't shoot, I'm just a passing doctor, I bear you no Malice, I'm very friendly."
The people around looked at each other in astonishnt, their faces full of confusion.
But they beca even more wary instead.
Because in this remote wilderness, how could a harmless human suddenly appear? Could it be an illusion?!
Lynn maintained a friendly expression on his face, saying:
"Don't be nervous, fellow clansn don't fight fellow clansn, you can rest assured on that point."
The people in the town frowned, still aiming their guns at him, not daring to lower their guard.
And right at that mont, the dark-skinned youth suddenly noticed the figures behind him and imdiately shouted:
"What's behind you?"
Lynn smiled and said: "Spoils of war."
As he spoke, Lynn slowly retracted the tentacles behind him.
And in the next mont, when the townspeople saw the figures slowly erging one after another from the black mist, their faces all showed expressions of fear and shock.
"It's those monsters! The werewolves!"
"Open fire!"
Accompanied by a loud shout.
Bang—
Silver bullets instantly shot towards Lynn and his group's direction.
But Lynn could tell at a glance they were still using very ancient flintlock guns;
whether in terms of firing rate or power, they were completely incomparable to modern firearms.
Lynn glanced.
In an instant.
He drew his Night Demon Blade.
Clang—
Sparks burst forth as bullets collided with the blade edge;
the silver bullets were intercepted by him using the flat of his blade at a dizzying speed.
Seeing this scene, everyone who had fired was shocked.
That dazzlingly intricate sword technique ford a pitch-black curtain of blades;
not a single bullet they fired managed to penetrate his defense line.
Handso and magnificent.
Domineering and bewitching.
Hum—
In an instant, the Night Demon Blade pointed at the ground, a gleaming light flashing across its surface.
Everyone was shaken by that overwhelming aura of dominance.
The corner of Lynn's mouth lifted.
"Everyone, stay calm now."
The people around stared dumbfounded, their mouths agape, even the guns aid at Lynn subconsciously lowered their barrels.
This...
They swore, this was the first ti they had ever witnessed such a display.
Lynn raised his head, adjusted his Monocle, and smiled slightly, saying: "Now can we have a proper talk? After all, harmony is precious, don't you agree?"
Sss sss sss—
Left Hand dazedly lifted up and glanced at the smiling head, then looked bewilderedly at the body that was spurting blood with a sss sss sound.
She tentatively extended one finger to block a bullet hole spurting blood.
Sss sss sss—
Blocked this one, another one started gushing.
Left Hand (ΩДΩ) quickly reached out her fingers, but one hand only had five fingers;
blocking left and right, she just couldn't plug them all.
Lynn wore a smile, as if completely unaware of his spurting body, saying:
"Don't be afraid, these werewolves are all my captives," you can send soone to check them out, their current condition might not allow them to harm anyone.
As soon as these words were spoken, several sharp-eyed youths imdiately noticed.
The bodies of those werewolves behind the human were actually all entangled with one crimson tentacle after another, and their condition was increasingly listless, as if they had contracted a serious illness.
A few of the werewolves had actually lost all the fur on their bodies.
And not only that.
They seed to be emitting an indescribable scent of tuberose.
Everyone looked at each other in confusion.
"Mayor..." The dark-skinned youth asked in astonishnt, seeking guidance.
The Mayor looked gravely at the listless werewolves, then signaled a priest beside him to step forward and examine them. The priest cautiously observed the condition of the werewolves carefully, then turned his head and said hesitantly:
"Mayor... It seems they've all contracted so serious illness..."
At this, everyone in the town was stunned, all their gazes falling on the face of the handso, smiling youth.
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