"Roar~!!!"
The wolf head of Barrello, covered in golden fur, contorted into a grotesque snarl as it let out a formidable roar towards the sky. The invisible soundwave expanded, causing the trees and leaves within a periter of several dozen ters to scatter and fly around.
In the skies above Feipu Manor, the birds affected by the soundwaves plumted as if struck by a huge blow.
Bang~!
Beside him, the clothes on the body of the Wolf Race Prince Ariel began to rupture as his massive wolf body quickly grew to a height of ten ters.
The pure silver fur turned golden, a powerful aura erupting forth.
Ten ters one, ten ters two… ten ters six!
Ariel stopped growing at ten ters six, just a hair shorter than Barrello. His wolf body wasn't as muscle-bound as Barrello's but appeared more agile.
The two enormous golden wolf bodies stood side by side, and with their overwhelming aura, induced an indescribable sense of awe.
As they looked at the golden-furred Barrello and Ariel, Nangong Feng and Elder Nangong Chen exchanged glances, reading the gravity in each other's eyes.
At this mont, Barrello was far stronger than when they had encountered him on Immortal Island.
"These werewolves are well-prepared, indeed!"
Nangong Feng's eyes darkened, and he slowly clenched his fists.
The Blood Essence Spirit Fruit is more effective on Demon Beasts, and these werewolves, being part human and part Demon Beast, would experience bloodline evolution and a huge increase in strength after consuming the Blood Essence Spirit Fruit.
"King!"
"King!"
"King!"
Gazing at the two massive golden wolf bodies, the eyes of the werewolves behind Barrello and Ariel turned blood-red, emitting an intense reverence as they scread.
Among the Wolf Race, only the majestic Wolf Emperor had golden fur, and the pressure from that bloodline caused ordinary werewolves to feel an irresistible sense of reverence, not daring to defy them.
"Transform! Warriors of the Wolf Race, transform for your king. Today, I want the Mountain Villa to run with blood!"
Barrello's golden fur shimred as he opened his gigantic maw to let out a sinister, authoritative roar.
"A river of blood!"
"A river of blood!"
"…"
One after another, the werewolves' eyes turned blood-red as they scread.
"Kekeke, let these lowly Huaxia people witness the might of our Wolf Race!"
The second council elder, Elvis, with a grim expression, let out a malicious laugh, his body rapidly growing.
Nine ters, nine five... nine ters nine!
Elvis stopped growing at nine ters nine, extrely close to the ten-ter threshold.
Elvis's entire body glead with a pure silver luster, and a tuft of fur on his forehead had already turned golden, leaking an intensely powerful aura.
"Roar!"
"Roar!"
"…"
Bang! Bang!
On the road ablaze with the fire from burning rcedez, over a hundred werewolves roared simultaneously, their clothes bursting apart.
One figure after another began rapidly growing.
In the forest, more than three hundred figures appeared standing on dense branches. These figures were all disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, Celestial Sword Pavilion, and Sea Dragon Sect.
The Pavilion Master of Celestial Sword Pavilion, Bi Luoyue, Punishnt Elder White Crane, and the elders Xiao Hailong, Hai Lei, Hai Feng, and Sea Huo from the Sea Dragon Sect were all present.
At this mont, they wielded modern firearms, including rocket launchers, grenade guns, heavy sniper rifles, and assault rifles.
"Fire at will!"
On the trunk of a towering tree, Xiao Hailong, having advanced to the Celestial Tier Late Stage, glanced at the transforming werewolves, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes as he shouted.
Bang bang bang!
Boom boom boom!
Roar!
In the forest, countless tongues of fire erupted, all targeting the transforming werewolves.
However, during the transformation process, werewolves generate a force field around them, blocking external disruptions.
As a result, many bullets were deflected by this force field before reaching the werewolves, though fortunately, their transformation only took a few monts.
A few monts later, on the highway, over a hundred werewolves finished transforming, their enormous wolf bodies standing imposingly on the road, resembling a scene from a monster world.
Boom boom boom!
At that mont, rockets and grenades exploded near the werewolves, creating a series of massive blasts.
Silver bullets whistled through the air, hitting the werewolves.
The heavy sniper rifles and assault rifles were all loaded with specially crafted silver bullets.
Ordinary bullets couldn't do much harm to the tough-skinned werewolves.
Only silver weapons could cause them searing, fire-like pain, tearing through their defenses, and wounds inflicted by silver wouldn't heal.
Werewolves could only heal wounds caused by silver weapons by absorbing the moonlight essence under a full moon.
Bang bang bang!
Among the over a hundred werewolves, three or four couldn't dodge in ti, and their foreheads were hit by silver bullets, causing their heads to explode, blood splattering everywhere.
"Leave none alive! Kill them all for your king!"
Barrello turned to look, a chilling golden gleam flashing in his blood-red eyes as he let out a nacing and murderous roar.
"Kill!"
"Kill!"
"…"
The hundred werewolf figures at this mont emitted roars like thousands of troops, their eyes becoming blood-red and bloodthirsty as they turned their gaze to the woods on either side of the road.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
One enormous wolf body after another leaped off the road, their thick, powerful limbs propelling them towards the mountains and forests.
As the werewolves charged, the flas in the forest beca even more furious, firing at the approaching werewolves.
Silver bullets struck the werewolves, imdiately creating fiery, gaping wounds that bled profusely.
Several werewolves hit multiple tis, in the forehead or heart, fell dead on the spot.
However, the majority of the werewolves were incredibly fast and jumped high, dodging the incoming silver bullets.
As for the rockets and grenades, several fierce werewolves let out sonic roars that deflected them.
Boom boom boom!
The forest was filled with violent explosions and gunfire, the battle exceedingly fierce.
Swish!
A fierce Wolfman Viscount stomped the ground with his feet, leaping onto the trunk of a towering tree.
On the trunk stood a disciple of the Celestial Sword Pavilion clad in white, but the disciple was only at the Profound Tier Early Stage.
Suddenly seeing a werewolf jump onto the trunk, the disciple's eyes filled with terror, not having ti to evade.
Pfft!
The sharp wolf claws of the Wolfman Viscount pierced through the disciple's chest, and then with a pull, the body was torn in half, instantly splattering blood over the nearby branches and leaves.
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