Human ignorance often appears in the form of self-righteousness, and seemingly profound superficiality is a concentrated expression of naivety.
"Creak, wave!"
This sound was far clearer than the one just now, and then, amid the dense disintegration sounds, the huge black ice on the ground began to appear large cracks.
"boom!"
The ice mass that suddenly shattered unexpectedly spattered very little ice, as if it dissipated into the void the moment it shattered.
The werewolf that existed in European mythology is now standing alive in front of everyone, so concrete and real, and ferocious and terrifying under the light of the demonic moon.
An An wanted to say something sarcastic, but he found it difficult to speak. The fear deep in his bones was eroding his courage and self-confidence.
He twisted his neck slightly, and the sound of bones stretching and muscles twisting was so clear at this moment.
Inhale, the mist-like energy of various colors dispersed in the air flows into the werewolf's nasal cavity visibly with the naked eye. Exhale, the white mist on the side of the slightly grinned wolf's snout evaporates and disperses in the void. If anyone goes to measure it at this moment
If you look at it, you will be surprised to find that this white mist is actually the purest source gas.
A Yuan Shou, even with just ordinary breathing, will have a huge impact on the environment.
It’s hard to imagine what a werewolf looks like with clothes on. The human skin and armor have changed again, and the armor under the neck has become extremely fit, perfectly showing the shape of a werewolf, like a piece of rust red.
Like a slim-fitting half-sleeved T-shirt. The armor starting from the forearms began to become more angular and ferocious. It was obviously thick and piled up, like the arm guards of ancient cold soldiers, and was covered with sharp hooks that turned forward and outward.
prick.
The same goes for the armor below the chest. Countless thickened rhombus-shaped protrusions form a thick, large rhombus, extending from the last rib of the chest to the lower abdomen. The thickened square pieces that turn around the waist form a belt.
The close-fitting armor that extends from the thigh to the knee changes style again from the knee part. The ferocious and exaggerated hexagonal pointed cone forms a knee pad, and the entire calf extending to the ankle is covered with neat diamond-shaped scales, which are thin and dense.
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The werewolf opened his hand, and the sharp claws on each finger were covered with red light mist. No one would doubt their sharpness, and the air seemed to be cut open by them when they flicked.
At this moment, all kinds of energy dissipating in the air are fading rapidly, including the process of soul seizing, which has also been forcibly terminated. The original vision in the mine that was not clear began to return to clarity. If there is someone at the scene who uses something similar to the spiritual eye.
Those who are skilled in the art of energy will find that the werewolf's body itself is like a huge funnel, swallowing up the surrounding energy, and then converting it into pure source gas with his breathing.
The werewolf, who had kept his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes at this moment. He couldn't see anything clearly in his eyes, only a bright flash of red, which cut out bright tracks in the void as his head turned.
, as if swallowing up this part of the space, leaving incomplete darkness. It feels like a match is being struck in front of your eyes in a dark night, and the stillness is the moment when the match is struck.
Yami launched the attack, not because he had much confidence, but because he felt that his will was collapsing. He finally discovered that the ultimate form he had taken was far from the form of the origin creature in his imagination, perhaps just a not-too-ridiculous one.
It's a joke, he never dreamed that the extremely well-planned battle would have such an outcome.
This time, no one needed to beg. Shadow Moon was desperately trying to stop her Demonic Moon skills. In fact, she had been trying from the moment the werewolf appeared, but she couldn't stop. Her body's superpowers seemed to
It seemed like it was out of control, and it was actually related to the energy fluctuations in the werewolf.
"The tide is surging!" An's shout at this moment was more like emboldening himself.
With the use of the superpower, Anhime seemed to turn into a powerful sea eye. Purple and black energy spurted out from his body, sweeping in all directions like a wave, filling the entire space in an instant. This kind of
A small space was best suited for his skills. In an instant, the place turned into an abyss of water. Everyone felt the huge water pressure and the ubiquitous sluggishness.
"The tide rises!"
Everyone felt that the deep water turned into turbulent waves, the pushing, pulling, twisting, as if it was about to tear apart and swallow something.
"Deep sea, heavy pressure!" An Jingmei's forehead was already sweating, and a series of superpower activations were all his tricks to put pressure on the bottom of the box.
Cack, squeak, squeak...
The armor on everyone on the field made an ear-piercing groaning sound, and the huge pressure seemed to crush everything.
All the superimposed superpowers disintegrated in a single swipe of the werewolf's hand as if angry. The huge power of plunder even caused an energy vacuum to appear in the trajectory of this grab. Compared with An's life-sucking or snatching,
Soul, the prehistoric power's plunder was more thorough and domineering.
At this moment, Miao Pu's heart-to-heart armor flashed with blue light, and various imprinted runes appeared on the armor's surface.
"Another source weapon?" An's voice was filled with disbelief and deep hatred.
At this moment, the werewolf slowly raised his right hand and spread his fingers. Suddenly, a blue eye-like light and shadow appeared, and then slowly opened it...
Those eyes were lifelike and very agile. The moment he was stared at by those eyes, he had an illusion that he was on some kind of list and that he would be greeted by the end of death.
That is the eye of hunting. The translation of this word is accurate. As the precursor of the source creature, mad dogs, they hunt everything and devour everything...
Some special prey may need to be registered. The honor of being a hunter is no different from the tiger skin hanging in the hunter's room.
The consciousness of Miao Pu who was doing all this was relatively chaotic, and many inexplicable ideas and information came one after another, like some kind of ancient inheritance.
An felt like he was going crazy. Waiting for death would definitely be difficult. He wanted to run away, which was the most urgent thought in his heart. But when he ran out, he found that the werewolf was right in front of him, and his face was very ugly.
Because his movements attracted the werewolf's attention, which interrupted his thoughts.
It was just a swipe of the claws without any fancy, a crisp sound that didn't sound too loud, and Yami didn't fly up in an exaggerated way or fly everywhere. He stood in front of the werewolf, but there was an extra one on his chest and abdomen.
The furry claws, and then a piece of flesh and part of the internal organs from the back were sprayed out.
White smoke steamed from the werewolf's grinning muzzle, and his claws picked up An's head like a peanut, then picked it up, placed it in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully.
At this time, An clearly saw the changes in the werewolf's snout, which was an extremely disgusting frown. The skin and flesh of the wolf's snout wrinkled, and the fangs were exposed, and then "sizzle..." a violent sucking sound came in.
In the dark ears.
It’s hard to imagine that the last scene in the dark eyes is that he turned into a handful of rotten dregs!