No matter how strong the opponent's body is, it is useless to collide with a pure strength-based dark troll.
‘click’
There was a sound that made people grin, and the vampire's legs bent in a very strange arc.
Stab, the next second, the vampire's wings were torn off and shattered into pieces.
"Pap..."
After tossing the vampire in his hand until he completely lost the possibility of escaping, the troll did not show any willingness to fight, but directly threw him into the large sunken pit.
The vampire thought he still had a chance to survive. As soon as his body fell into the pit, he tried to climb up the rocks in the pit and climb to the ground.
Who would have thought that several hands would reach out from the deep pit and grab the vampire's limbs tightly. With a whoosh, the injured vampire would be dragged into the deep pit in the next second.
Seeing the miserable condition of their companions, these vampires flew to higher places with all their strength.
But due to their racial characteristics, they all have the structure of humanoid wings.
The limitations of bat wings were fully exposed at this time.
The wings are too thin and long, so the height they can fly is somewhat different from that of ordinary bird-winged races.
For races with normal feathered wingspan, the net height they can fly can reach tens of meters or even higher.
But for vampires, the height of three or four floors is already the limit for them.
Just like it is now.
Because the troll's high attack force forced the vampire to increase its altitude.
But they have forgotten.
Another race has teamed up with the trolls.
While these vampires were fleeing, these werewolves also started to move.
They use their best running sprint as the starting point for acceleration, and use the back of the troll's raptor as a jumping platform.
After jumping on the back of the swift mud dragon, the troll controlling the mount will actively lend its shoulders, allowing them to have a higher boost and take off.
Under the impact of high speed, one, two, three, the werewolf can use external force, which is equivalent to jumping from a high platform of more than ten meters.
Their jumping ability far exceeds that of other races, which can help them fly to a height of seven or eight meters.
And this height is more than enough to pounce on a low-flying vampire.
So, in this intensive wave of flying.
The group of nearly a hundred vampires was dispersed by the flying werewolves and rushed away.
One vampire may even have three or four werewolves pounce on it at the same time.
Some were unlucky enough to have their wings torn off by people coming from two directions just once they met.
Suddenly there were dozens of battle groups rolling together on the ground.
Those who are suppressed want to fight desperately, while those who are suppressed try to take full control.
For a moment, the scene was chaotic and filled with splatters of mud and blood.
This makes those vampires who were lucky enough to escape the attack once again have no desire to fight.
They fled in a hurry, regardless of whether there were screams from their companions behind them.
I just wanted to follow the leader who was flying the highest and escape from the encirclement and suppression scene.
Regarding the escape of these people... Howard, who was always paying attention to the battle situation, got together with the werewolf patriarch.
"what to do?"
"It's just a count. Either one of us can keep him, right?"
Howard looked at the werewolf patriarch, and the patriarch looked at Howard. The two laughed, and then they saw the two of them jumping into the darkness together.
This process took about ten minutes, maybe longer.
Within half an hour at most, the two people came back with an unknown object in their hands.
The night gave the vampires a cover to escape, but the target they wanted to keep was already in their hands.
This is an unimaginably huge victory.
It was also the werewolf clan that rarely took advantage when they faced off against the vampire clan.
In the following time, the vampires would not dare to come out and move around for at least a while.
Their inexplicable alliance with the trolls will definitely scare the vampires into thinking about it.
As for the fish that slipped through the net, they are still under investigation. The vampires who were caught, regardless of their identity, were killed directly without any mercy.
As far as the blood feud between werewolves and vampires is concerned, there is no such thing as a thin line.
The next thing was handled very cleanly.
The vampires and trolls who had achieved great victory ushered in a brief period of peace.
Mai Fan, who knew nothing about this, slept soundly.
For him, a demon at the core of human beings, at night, it was of course time to go to sleep.
For the night-walking werewolves, the little wolf cub that was sent here was a bit confusing.
But even when he was still in the form of a cub, he still knew why he was sent to this terrible person.
He found a comfortable place for himself, where a soft cushion was located next to Mai Fan's pillow.
He dug a hole and buried his body in it.
He wanted to listen to his father and mother, get as close to this man as possible and absorb the aura he exuded.
It is said that the more opportunities to get close to him, the more likely he is to mutate.
When he becomes the most distinctive one among the wolves, he will be able to go home in an upright manner.
This night is destined to be restless.
When Mai Fan woke up again and headed forward, the vampire's castle had just welcomed the fleeing people.
The vampire-killing army that was originally full of momentum was now in a state of embarrassment.
Not only were there only a few people, but those who could come back were also covered in scars.
The vampire companions who were responsible for responding to them were extremely surprised.
Before this group of people set off, the people in the castle were still envious of this trip.
After all, those who can be selected are the best among their peers.
In this kind of hunting night, if you are confident enough to kill everyone, whoever kills you will be proud for a long time.
But now, seeing their miserable condition, the person in charge of the rescue was not envious at all.
He didn't bother to ask the other party what happened, but hurriedly called the elders who would take a nap during the day from their respective rooms and castles.
After the Presbyterian Church opened again, the entire clan knew what had happened in this night attack.
"All werewolf races in the dark forest have entered a state of preparation for war."
"They really don't want us to appear around their territory on the night of ooze, right?"
"I heard that the dark witch in the center of the forest also participated."