It is impossible for hundreds of wild boars weighing more than 500 kilograms to wreak havoc collectively. If Yang Chen could look down from the night sky, he would find countless roaring black figures, with the appearance of wolves, but they can be as huge as adult brown bears. They plow
They smashed away shrubs and weeds like ground, and even the thinner trees were unable to stop them, and were often broken by force.
The frightened vampires wanted to retreat, but it was too late, and their way forward was cut off. They were too involved in the fierce battle with the Arctic Foxes just now, and they did not notice the roundabout outflanking of their cunning old enemy.
They quickly formed a circular formation facing outward, waiting for reinforcements. After all, this place was quite close to Blackstone Castle. There were nearly a hundred descendants of the seven major families in the castle, as well as the seven ancient powerful men of the Holy Blood Council.
Seeing that the other party was facing a formidable enemy, Yang Chen and his gang couldn't help but hold their breath and be on guard. The creatures that vampires were afraid of were becoming more and more dangerous to them.
Automatic rifles, grenades, and military spurs. The dozens of people gathered behind Yang Chen grasped their weapons and saw clearly the black shadows leaping out of the jungle and leaping high, with shocked faces.
Not afraid.
It's unbelievable.
A wolf as strong as a bear has never been seen before.
Fortunately, these fierce guys without exception passed over their heads and rushed straight into the vampire camp. Some vampires were knocked down, while others threw the giant wolf away. The scene was thrilling.
Werewolf?
An idea suddenly came to Yang Chen's mind, and he didn't feel that his sudden idea was so ridiculous. Under the premise that vampires are alive, werewolves may not be just legends.
The individual strengths are almost the same.
The side with more numbers will definitely have the advantage.
The vampire camp suffered continuous attacks and was crumbling. Watson roared and clicked... cruelly tore open the upper and lower jaws of a giant wolf, kicked down the ferocious beast on the verge of death, and another giant wolf rushed upright, waving its claws.
His chest was slashed with blood, and his powerful body, which was not afraid of ordinary swords and guns, had no advantage at all against an old enemy that had been evolving over thousands of years.
His eyes turned scarlet, and he took advantage of the giant wolf's attack and turned sideways to face him. He grabbed the fur around the giant wolf's waist with both hands, raised the huge body weighing seven hundred kilograms above his head, and smashed it into the distance with his teeth.
The giant wolf was like a cannonball fired out, knocking down three towering trees in succession. Finally, it was blocked by a spruce tree that two people could not hold, and it was able to stand upright and roar.
The people of the Arctic Fox are terrified by this. What should they do if giant wolves that continuously rush out from the depths of the jungle pounce on them?
Everyone looked solemn and thoughtful.
Yang Chen was also troubled by this problem. The enemy of his enemy may not be his friend.
At the same time, the vampires who were trapped in a tight siege felt even heavier and nervous. Under normal circumstances, backup should have arrived, but now there is not even half a reinforcement.
If something goes wrong, it will turn out to be a monster.
The more than twenty vampires who were trapped and struggling were restless.
On the mountainside 1.5 kilometers away, the black stone castle silhouetted against the moonlight became even more majestic. The two six-meter-high gates of the castle were tightly closed, and the stone walls were built into the castle. Descendants of the seven major families were waiting in formation.
Their leather-gloved hands held weapons, mostly silver swords. A few men and women held multi-barreled machine guns regardless of their usual elegance. Long ammunition chains hung to the ground, and the silver bullets shone brightly.
Werewolves are as afraid of silver as they are.
The leaders of the seven major families gathered at the top of the tallest tower in the castle, observing from a high position. Each of them had a deep and powerful aura. The reason why they did not save the descendants sent out before was because they sensed that a more dangerous aura was nearby.
It's Byrne.
Vlad was familiar with this aura. The battle three hundred years ago was unforgettable. The seven major families managed to win at a very heavy price, and they have not been able to recover to this day.
"This wolf is so cunning!"
Olma, who was on Vlad's right, was gnashing her teeth. Her ferocious expression could not hide her inner anxiety. The leader of the Victor family was almost torn alive by Byrne back then, so she was inevitably frightened.
"In the past three hundred years, we have lived too comfortably and lacked a sense of crisis, which is why we were caught off guard tonight." Another old man said tepidly, but his invisible pressure was stronger than other family leaders.
Fagel.
The direct bloodline of the ancestor has the purest blood, but... his tolerant and gentle character caused the unified blood clan to split into seven major families.
When Vlad and Orma nodded in agreement, a loud sound of landslides and ground cracks erupted in the small square of the castle, and a giant wolf covered in long golden hair burst out of the ground.
The cracked stones flew and rolled.
The golden-haired giant wolf stood proudly in the center of the square, raising its head and howling at the bright moon. The strong and ferocious wolves kept jumping out of the tunnel. At the top of the tower, the seven old men finally understood why it was difficult to locate the source of the dangerous aura before, which made them fearful.
The powerful enemy turns out to be hiding underground.
Vlad's face instantly turned ugly. Byrne dug a tunnel under his Black Stone Castle, but he didn't even notice it. How could he lose face?
On the stone fortress wall, the waiting men and women also saw countless giant wolves rushing toward the castle. Their expressions changed, and the wolves... attacked in full force.
"beat!"
Amid the shouts, multiple firepower points were fired, and dense silver warheads tore through the night, creating dazzling firepower. However, the giant wolves were too fast and too numerous, so the effect was little.
The werewolf at the front jumped up more than ten meters away from the fortress wall. He crossed the distance faster than lightning. His claws, which were harder than fine steel and extremely sharp, were embedded in the stone wall. He kicked and grabbed and climbed to the top of the wall in the blink of an eye.
The descendants of the seven major families brandished weapons to fight.
"I'll guard that side..." As Orma spoke, he flew towards the part of the fortress wall where the melee was taking place. He landed silently, pulled out the Western sword with a gauntlet on his waist, and passed through the melee like a ray of light and shadow.
Zone, when the most powerful man of the Victor family stopped, the seven or eight giant wolves that first attacked slumped to the ground, with fatal sword holes in their hearts. However, those gathered at the top of the watchtower did not take it seriously.
Orma chose to defend the fortress wall, obviously wanting to avoid Byrne.
"It's time for us to meet our old friends who have been away for three hundred years." Fagel rushed towards the small square that was a mess of porridge first, followed closely by the others.
The fighting inside and outside the castle has just begun, and the bloody battle in the jungle has come to an end. A giant snow-white wolf appears, accelerating the collapse of the vampire camp.
One after another, the trapped men and women were torn into pieces by the wolves. The scene was so bloody that even a tough guy like an Arctic fox couldn't help but feel nauseated after walking through a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
The ferocious wolves were gradually attracted to Yang Chen and his group, and surrounded them with their bloody teeth bared. The sixteen people behind Yang Chen were ready to fight to the death, but they suddenly noticed that these beasts were staring at Yang Chen's armguards with their blades out.
Hesitating and not approaching rashly, the white giant wolf glanced at Yang Chen who remained calm, turned around and ran towards the castle, leaving Yang Chen and others behind with more than a hundred giant wolves.
"Boss... we..." Long San asked with lingering fear.
"Withdraw!" Yang Chen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
[Author's digression]: After this week, the update should be a little faster. Many readers have continued to support it until today. I am very grateful.