Picturesque scenery of the ancient Dolomiti Mountains.
The gurgling river meanders from the foot of the mountain to the distance.
One by one, the windmills rotate slowly.
The entire villa is filled with a pastoral and joyful atmosphere.
The headless knight, riding his skeletal horse, walks by the river.
Wherever the horse's hooves pass, they leave behind lines of shallow burning footprints.
Along the way, countless people looked at it.
But no one is afraid.
Because they are used to it.
The headless horseman, riding a skeleton horse, walked deep into the manor.
Here, there are already people waiting for it.
"Dear Duke Hill..." An old man who looked a bit shabby came forward and held the skeleton horse: "The master ordered me to come and greet you..."
The Headless Horseman's headless neck twisted slightly and asked: "Where is William?"
"Your Excellency the Duke..." the old servant said cautiously: "The master is recovering from his injuries in the secret room..."
"Recuperate?!"
"yes!"
"Who hurt him?!"
"You will naturally know after meeting..." the old servant sighed.
He led the headless horseman and slowly walked into a winery in the deepest part of the manor.
Then he opened the secret passage of the winery and walked in with the Headless Horseman.
After a while, they walked down the winding and rugged tunnel and entered a vast, solid basement.
As soon as he entered it, the Headless Horseman felt something.
It stopped and stepped hard on the boots on its feet.
Wow.
It's the sound of water.
"William!" it suddenly asked: "Why did you bleed so much?"
There is blood at its feet.
Thick and smelly poisonous blood.
The blood of a werewolf duke!
So, in the basement, whale oil lamps were lit one after another.
Illuminating this spacious basement.
It is at least thousands of square meters in size. In the middle of the basement, there is a huge stone bed.
Lying on the stone bed was a giant wolf that looked to be at least as big as an adult bull elephant.
The giant wolf panted and groaned.
"Hill, you're here..." It gasped, opened its gong-like eyes, and stared at the headless knight.
The Headless Horseman did not step forward, but continued to ask: "William, who hurt you?"
"Myself!" The giant wolf roared low, and it raised its hind legs: "I cut off something..."
Between its hind legs, there is no longer an organ that it was once proud of and regarded as a treasure.
Moreover, judging from the traces and methods, it is probably more than just physical removal.
Or is it the excision of the psychic level.
This means that the leader of the werewolf society in Qinlu and the most powerful werewolf duke in existence will completely lose the ability to reproduce heirs.
"Why?" There is something like an eye growing out of the headless horseman Hill's neck, but if you look closely, you will know that it is actually a plant bud.
The flower bud carefully observed the giant wolf's injuries. It couldn't understand why the werewolf leader would be so cruel to itself.
You must know that in werewolf society, in addition to competing for strength, the most important factor that determines status is heirs.
Whoever can reproduce more offspring and contribute to the size of the population will get more respect!
The reproduction of werewolves is not like that of humans or vampires.
The birth of every new werewolf means the death of its mother.
Those little wolf cubs will start eating from their mother's womb.
Therefore, werewolf society is almost exclusively male, with few female werewolves.
"Why?" The giant wolf lying on the stone bed suddenly stood up. The hair on its body stood up one by one, and its fangs were full of sharp and terrifying teeth: "I still want to ask you!"
"Hill!"
"What did you ask Sherlock to do?"
"To actually provoke such a terrifying curse!"
"If I hadn't eaten the heart of the demon wolf Fenrir..."
"I'm afraid this time, our entire ethnic group may be affected!"
The demon wolf Fenrir is a terrifying demon wolf in the pantheon believed by the Vikings.
In the myths and legends of the Vikings, this terrifying wolf will eventually devour the supreme god they believe in and bring an end to the age of the gods.
When William was young, with the help of clues from myths and legends, he finally found the place where the terrible wolf slept deep in the Arctic Ocean, and took the opportunity to devour his heart.
As a result, he gained great strength and eventually killed and ate his father and brothers.
Became the common leader of all werewolves today.
Also gains the right to breed with all female werewolves.
This makes him the direct ancestor of most werewolves today.
Obviously, the heart of the demon wolf Fenrir he devoured not only gave him great power.
It also allowed him to master some of the secret skills of the demonic wolf.
However, in Viking mythology, all the power of the gods comes at a price.
And you must pay for it yourself!
The supreme god Odin gained supreme wisdom by sacrificing his own eyes.
Now, William has resorted to cutting off his own genitals and cutting it off from the root.
This prevents him from being affected by the curse and also protects his other bloodline heirs.
"Sherlock?!" Hill, the headless horseman, was stunned, and then said: "I just woke up..."
"I only know that Sherlock went to track down the escaped cat goddess Best..."
"And..." The flower bud growing out of its neck looked at the giant wolf and said, "William, I'm afraid you don't know yet, just in the early hours of this morning..."
"My thirteen counts were all killed in my castle..."
"Dais... Cole... Vidic..."
"They're all dead..."
"Then, I received news that the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Great Xia Federation Empire issued a diplomatic injunction, ordering all its missions and institutions abroad to block all the properties of me and my Temple Society, and to completely sever ties with the Temple.
All contacts will be made…”
"So..." it said: "William, the curse you encountered should have been released by people from the Daxia Federation Empire..."
"Sherlock was probably killed by the masters of the Daxia Federation Empire while tracking the cat goddess Best!"
"Kill it and use its body to perform a curse ceremony..."
"William!!" the Headless Horseman asked: "Can you bear it? Do you still have to bear it?!"
"They don't take us seriously at all!"
"We must be exterminated to death!"
This was Hill's first reaction after seeing the broken limbs in the castle and learning the news of being banned and sanctioned.
The Daxia Federation Empire is too bullying!
He didn't take him seriously at all.
This is naked humiliation!
Even more unbridled contempt!
If it could still bear it, then it shouldn't stand here anymore, but go to the capital of the Daxia Federation Empire, kneel in front of the governor, wagging its tail and begging for mercy like a pet.
The giant wolf listened to the Headless Horseman's words, turned to look at the attendant beside him, and asked: "Is what Hill said true?"
"Master..." the old servant replied: "It's true!"
"This morning, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Daxia Federation Empire did issue a diplomatic instruction..."
"The content is exactly the same as what Duke Hill said!"
"Asshole!" the giant wolf roared angrily.
If it just kills Sherlock, it actually doesn't have much opinion.
Although Sherlock is one of its proudest offspring.
But in werewolf society, the strongest offspring will often embark on the path of patricide.
Therefore, Shylock might still be happy if he just died.
but……
Using Sherlock's corpse to curse it, it was also involved, causing it to have to cut off its own happiness root in order to avoid the curse.
