The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Athena's eyes looked into the deep darkness of the pipe, and her right hand reached down, lightly as if to pick flowers.

Bewildered by her magic power, some rats gathered at her feet wagging their heads, but then, the short black hair on their bodies began to fall off quickly, revealing the pink skin underneath, and then they were like iron under high temperature. The same melted together, the blood plasma and bones stirred into the same liquid, but it kept wriggling, as if it was covered with a layer of red hair.

Spider-priest bit off his own finger, dripping his own blood into it.

The blood plasma boiled more violently, they clustered together, scrolled and solidified, forming several strange sarcoma with tentacles growing out.

Once formed, they rolled and moved into the darkness.

These necromantic creations cannot resist any attack, but can temporarily distract pursuers.

Rats in the sewer are very useful materials for casting spells. For some reason, the flesh and blood of these disgusting creatures are extremely similar to humans.

Another animal that can rival the mouse is the pig.

Every time she realizes this phenomenon, she hates the ugliness of human beings even more in her heart.

Walking a little further into the pipeline, the position crosses the drainage area connected to the surface, and the hollow stone slab above the head gradually disappears, and the environment after that is getting darker, but Athena walks here very freely.

The tip of the saber foot gently pierced into the soft mold and moss, and the tip touched the hard cement, and the vibration information from all directions was transmitted to her nerves at the same time.With the increase in mental strength, even the sound of running mice, the scraping and scraping of snakes, and even the sound of insects flapping their wings are subtle.

She wants to kill the uninvited guest who broke into her room first.

At least the size of a human body is necessary for her to have enough spell-casting materials to deal with those seven people.

"Strange and familiar smell." Clayton's nostrils fluttered.

There is a faint smell of perfume in the air, which is definitely not Barbara's smell, she does not have this kind of leisure.

They had been running for a while before, because of an oversight they had to leave the only light source behind.

Clayton can find the entrance of the sewer to the surface through fresh air, Barbara is very sensitive to temperature, she can at least follow Clayton all the time, but Julius can't do anything, he is the only one of them gone The guy who can't find his way by sight.

If there are any monsters in the sewer, the blind mage can only wait to die.

However, in the pure darkness, Clayton didn't feel as uncomfortable as he thought. After all, they were in the surface pipeline network, and the air exchange with the ground was fairly frequent. There was also a ventilated environment when passing through the drainage area, which made his sense of smell feel like this. Consolation for a while, don't have to keep company with rancidity all the time.

Now, it was from the mouth of the well above that he smelled it.

Although it was different from what he had imagined, his intuition told him that this smell belonged to the enemy he had been looking for for a long time.

Athina Pruger!

"Get out of the way!"

Clay yelled at Barbara, and flung himself sideways.

The four pairs of blade feet that were close together pierced through the narrow pipe above like an awl, and stabbed heavily at the position where he was originally standing.

And so the vengeful werewolf and Athena Brugge met in total darkness, although neither could see the other.

"You can still smell me after being pickled in the sewer for so long. Is the nose of a werewolf really so sharp?" Clayton heard a strange woman's voice echoing in the pipe, and his tone was a bit joking: "Or It's just that you are special, lingering Clayton?"

Clayton got up from the ground, and while transforming, he tilted his head to identify the position of the voice. Hearing this question, he couldn't help but sneer.

"If you want to use sneak attack tactics in this kind of place, maybe you should roll in the mud twice first."

Athena was not satisfied with this answer, she thought that this pathetic guy had absolutely no reason to be against her.

Although she was in a hurry, she didn't miss the few seconds of asking questions.

"I thought I was merciful enough for you."

"Apparently not enough," Clayton interrupted her. He had had enough. "I still remember who randomly messed up my life, bullied my old friends, and sent threatening letters to my store."

Although he didn't know why Athena suddenly appeared here, he was already fully prepared to fight.

Thinking of those people who died in vain, as well as Bruno, his anger couldn't be calmed down.

"And in the same way, I protected the people you wanted to kill, destroyed your sacred objects, killed the detective you hired, and your son, and took away the treasure you brought by train. Just now, we You also solved the little snake you threw into the sewer gate, the hatred between us will not dissipate even if it is washed with clean water for 100 years, so stop talking and let's end it today."

Barbara hid behind and opened her eyes wide. The unbalanced hatred between the two sides in Clayton's mouth almost gave her the illusion that she was the evil side.

"I didn't put snakes in the sewer," Athena said.

There was a sudden silence in the dark pipe, as if no one was here in the first place.

A few seconds later, the werewolf's roar made the pipeline vibrate.

"nonsense!"

Although Clayton hadn't been in contact with other werewolf clans yet, he had learned a thing or two about the essence of the battle cry.

Although it was just an ordinary roar, in a confined space like the sewer, the sound can play a stronger role than on flat ground.

Athena was also stunned for a moment. When she woke up, she didn't feel any vibration on the soles of her feet, but the sound of the wind in her ears warned her—Clayton rushed forward.

"Even if you lack this charge, you deserve to die!"

Even though his eyes could not see anything, the lieutenant still persistently swung his blade towards the moist scent in front of his nose.

The sound of the cavalry saber piercing the air was completely covered by the wind that he brought up when he was in motion. This sinister intention based on years of combat experience accurately cut through flesh and blood.

Got it.

Clayton quickly withdrew the knife and backed away without hesitation.

He didn't think that one knife could kill the tenacious monster. Even in the battle between ordinary people, "counterattack to death" is very common, and it has become a professional term.

But he wasn't back fast enough.

Although the sticky spider web didn't wrap him completely, it also wrapped around his legs.

"Barbara!" he yelled.

The housewife didn't let him down, a strong cold snap hit from the side immediately, freezing the werewolf and the silently approaching spider together.

As soon as Clayton's blood stagnated, his body suddenly felt a lot heavier, and a layer of frost even formed on the surface of his hair, but this effect was what he wanted.

He had grown up on a farm and was very familiar with spiders, the barn-loving creatures.

The legs and feet of this kind of insect do not use muscles to exert force. When a spider is disassembled, most of it is transparent liquid. In winter, there will be a lot less spiders on the farm.

This is a bug that is afraid of cold.

At least it is colder than a hairy werewolf.

"It's a vampire again." They heard Athena's disgusted voice, which gradually faded away.

Clayton swung the knife again, taking the opportunity to remove the spider silk that was brittle on his body due to the cold, and then he swung the knife.

"I'm starting to like winter a little bit."

Athena didn't like the joke.

Her chest was bleeding, it wasn't a serious injury, but it humiliated her utterly.

Being blinded by a demon loses distance control, but somehow her blindness didn't fully affect the werewolf, as if her spells were weakened on him.

"Very good, puppy, although I don't know why you are immune to magic barriers, but I will let you die in the season you like."

Sharp air-cracking sounds sounded one after another, and Clayton grabbed the coat he had taken off with one hand and swung it clockwise in the air, knocking down all the UFOs.

But Spider-Priest doesn't just target him.

"I'm going to die!" Clayton heard Barbara screaming in horror. "What is this thing? It pierced my heart!"

She couldn't stop screaming.

Dead people don't scream so loudly, and he judged that vampires don't need consolation.

"Then release your chill, the colder the better."

Athena's sneer sounded: "I'm afraid she can't do it. Although a little holy water is not fatal, it is enough to make her unable to move."

Barbara did not speak, and the facts were indeed as Athena said.

Clayton's breathing gradually became heavy. He never thought that the fallen priesthood could also make holy water. Barbara paid the price for this negligence.

In the past six months, he has encountered repeated setbacks on the way to find Athena for revenge. If there is a slight change in information, his previous preparations will be in vain. Now that he has finally formally fought Athena, Barbara's injury Let their greatest advantage be wiped out.

He couldn't help being angry.

As time went on, his anger became more and more intense. This wanton emotion was like a tide beating in his veins, and part of it was transformed into a strong appetite, which made him feel extremely tormented.

When the terrible desire surged to its peak, Creighton finally couldn't restrain it.

He lowered his ears, slammed the knife in his hand towards Athena, and then made a sudden force on his limbs, and rushed over at a faster speed than the long knife.

The heat that surged in his blood flowed out along with his out-of-control rationality.

Accompanied by that heat flow was an unprecedented sense of power, and the werewolf felt hot and heavy.

It is bound.

Clothes are restraints, weapons are also restraints, and even breathing can only get what it wants faster by throwing everything away!

The werewolf abandoned everything outside of him, leaving only his long arms and two claws to attack Athena in turn. The speed was so fast that it caused a terrifying wind noise. In the case of invalid eyesight, Athena relied on mental strength and strength to attack Athena. Vibration perception can't capture its movements at all.

It is attacking tirelessly like a meat grinder.

Each claw strike will be followed by a faster elbow strike, then a downward strike, and then a horizontal claw strike. It can even complete nine attacks in one round, forcing Athena to keep retreating.

The invisible one endowed with a physical body was crushed by its sharp claws as soon as it was summoned. Any offensive intentions of the spider priest were too late to be completed, and had to turn to defense.

She saw the werewolf's yellow eyes glow dimly in the total darkness.

"Bound," Athena murmured.

But immediately, her fear dissipated, and an extremely sincere smile appeared on her face.

"Have you used my stage for a ceremony?"