The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 174
Clayton rotated the long axe, swung the clown with the dagger back with the handle of the axe, and kicked the circus master back with another side kick.

The thick body was unexpectedly weightless, but when it hit the tent, it still bent a few stakes that fixed the tent, and the whole tent tilted backwards and fell over.

Facing this moment, Clayton had long been prepared.

The conditions given by the circus master were too good. He even allowed two outsiders to get the same reward, and he didn't propose any measures of punishment after breach of contract. The expressions of other circus members proved this point—they didn't care at all.

The reason they don't care is that they don't think Clayton and Julius can split their money.

Clayton didn't have time to continue the analysis, a rough soft whip was already wrapped around his right arm - the animal trainer was standing five yards away, smiling sullenly.

Julius raised his wand and wanted to support him. The Gilda woman opposite him suddenly stuffed the crystal ball into the bodice, lifted the long skirt with both hands, and a human standing rabbit with only clothes and miniature weapons jumped out from under the skirt and landed , rushing towards him like an army, he had to focus on dealing with these little beasts in front of him.

The shimmer of magic tangled with the killer rabbits, and they gradually became disabled and fell to the ground as they approached Julius.

Seeing this scene, the female fortune-teller held up the crystal ball again and muttered something, the glove box next to it suddenly opened the slats, and four exceptionally strong and sharp rabbits came out from inside, two of them were holding spears Guarding the fortune teller, the other two raised their bows and arrows at the wizard
On the other side, seeing that Clayton's arm was entangled by the animal trainer's long whip and restricted his movement, the clown saw the opportunity and threw himself on his back again.

Clayton turned sharply to the right, pulling the soft whip violently with his bulging arms, the animal trainer was at a disadvantage in the double competition of weight and strength, and almost flew past with both feet off the ground, if he hadn't let go Soon, it's time to block the clown's blade for Clayton.

The handle of the long whip that was released drew an arc according to Clayton's control, and the hard knot was about to hit the clown's face, so he suddenly turned back and avoided it.

"He's an ancient knight!" shouted the tamer.

Ancient French knights are extraordinary people who still use cold weapons as their main means of combat.

Hearing this, his companion immediately changed his tactics.

Hearing two gunshots, Clayton felt as if a red-hot iron had been branded under his ribs. The clown in front of him pulled out his gun, but it wasn't the bullets flying from this direction. He looked back angrily at Chenggong. Shooting the circus master who shot himself, but couldn't find out where the other party hid the gun in his robe.

Someone was even angrier than him—the animal trainer slumped on the ground, clutching his cap with a bullet hole in shock, and scolded the clown.

"You idiot, you almost killed me!"

"I'm sorry." The Joker replied negatively, then dropped the empty gun and picked up the dagger.

Seeing that Julius was still entangled with the rabbits, Clayton took advantage of this leisure to suppress his hunger and said, "We still have a chance for peace, as long as you make it clear."

What responded to him was the sneer of the circus master: "Don't you understand? You are useless! We don't need more competitors."

They didn't give him more chances, and once again joined forces to pounce on him.

Clayton raised his ax and aimed at the weakest animal trainer. The latter sat on the grass and grinned. He took off his bowler hat and turned it over with both hands. A large amount of colored paper spewed out like a volcanic eruption. The film completely covered up his figure.

The long ax still slashed towards the original position of the animal trainer, but it didn't feel like hitting the flesh and blood.

"I'm also a magician, surprise?" The slick voice sneered behind the colorful curtain.

Clayton ignored him, and twirled his right hand nimbly to untie the long whip wrapped around it, and then turned the handle of the whip into his hand, and with a backhand, he slapped the clown, while forcing the clown back. A bloody wound was left on his face.

When it comes to the ability to use a whip, he also has a lot of experience.

The lieutenant turned the long ax with his left hand, and used the handle of the ax to support the steel knife of the circus master. The latter's upper body was pressed straight over, and the second opponent protruded from the robe to hold him tightly. At the same time, his head was slightly tilted. A flame erupted from the hollow mouth.

The fresh burns on his face made Clayton forget the pain in his chest. He knocked the circus master away with a knee bump, and at the same time stepped back sharply to avoid the heat, but he didn't notice that the clown's fan-shaped throwing knife had already hit him. behind.

The sharp shape pierced into the flesh, causing Donna to let out an exclamation, and the easy chair under her suddenly shook.

She was about to drink tea, but the handle of the cup provided by Barbara suddenly cracked, and the splintered wooden thorn pierced her finger, blood flowed, and her fingers opened reflexively, and she could hardly hold the cup, if she hadn't reacted Be quick, move the cup away in time, the scalding tea will ruin her new dress.

"Are you OK?"

Barbara put down the pen and paper nervously and stood up. She really wanted to go and care about the girl, but when she saw the bleeding fingers, her eyes and mood were a little out of control.

Even if she had eaten enough werewolf blood, the fresh, hot food would still dazzle her.

"I'm okay."

Donna carefully placed the cup on the armrest, and pulled out the wooden splinter on her finger with her bare hands.

Her mother taught her how to deal with it, and she didn't worry much about the wound getting worse, as long as a little medicated oil and wine, such a small wound will disappear quickly.

She made her request clear, and Barbara went out at once, and went downstairs to get what she asked for.

It seemed that the female vampire closed the door too hard, the attic window trembled violently in its frame, and a whole large piece of glass was shattered into pieces, and it fell inward due to the strong wind outside.

Donna hurriedly put on the red hood, turned her upper body around, and used thick cotton to resist the attack of glass shards.

Those shiny glass shards cut into the body like tiny blades. Fortunately, Clayton was very particular about his clothes. The black woolen coat woven with diagonal weaving technology was not only resistant to rain, but ordinary blades were also resistant to rain. Can hold back.

Of course a direct attack from a transcendent would not work, but it was more than enough to deal with the female fortune teller's broken crystal ball.

Julius is still busy.

Opposite him, only the four strongest of the killer rabbits released by the Gilda woman remained, and the others were lying on the ground. A lot of thick dust visible to the naked eye was floating around the wizard, which seemed to be the reason why they lost their ability to move. .

He darted left and right, trying to stab the female fortune-teller with a short knife polished from animal horns, but the four rabbits threw arrows and spears in turn, preventing him from advancing.

Fortunately, the wizard's corset had a positive effect. He had a slim waist, and he could easily avoid those attacks just by constantly turning sideways.

The scene overwhelmed the Lieutenant, and he cried out.

"Julius, kill her quickly!"

Dealing with three people at the same time gave him a lot of trouble, he had to turn around to deal with the enemy, and the cold arrow of the rabbit.

From the beginning of the battle, the dark clouds in the sky were unfortunately blown away, and the cold sunset that looked almost like the moon behind him became the last restraint of his transformation.If not, he would have already opened the breakthrough.

Although those human rabbits look muscular, they are no larger than a dog, and their strength is definitely not comparable to that of an adult, and they will not die if they are hit twice.

If Julius killed the witch, he could come back and help himself.

His urging had an effect, and the wizard rushed forward bravely.

The rabbit in front of Gilda's fortune teller aimed at Julius again with his bow and arrow, and the other two held spears to meet him. Unexpectedly, Clayton attacked from the flank, and he swung his long whip to hit one of them. On his body, the body that was knocked into the air broke up the formation of his companions again, and the wizard took the opportunity to sway the hypnotic powder mist, but the Gilda woman was not to be outdone, and took out a frozen snake stick to wrestle with him.

Seeing the lieutenant turn his head to support the other party, the circus master next to him thought there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, and approached again with a steel knife, but he didn't expect it to be a trap.

Clayton kept watching him from the corner of his eye. While waving a long whip with his right hand to disperse the other circus members, he easily slashed upwards with a two-handed long ax in his left hand, chopping off the upper body of the circus master.

The upper body in the robe fell straight forward and fell to the ground, but no blood or internal organs flowed out.

The grotesquely bloated lower body took a few steps forward, fell to the ground, and a dwarf with a clean shaved beard climbed out of it in embarrassment.

Clayton was eager to create an opening, and he shook his right hand back again, and the long ax in his left hand slashed at the dwarf, but two cards flew into his eyes, forcing him to back away, and then another puff of white smoke came out from the side , When he saw the ground clearly again, the animal trainer had disappeared with the leader.

Behind him, the clown threw a dagger vigorously, and when Clayton turned around to subconsciously block, he sprinted with a short body, and the blade stabbed towards the lieutenant's defenseless lower abdomen.

Then he died.

Blood dripped from the corner of Clayton's mouth, and across the clown's face, like two lines of blood and tears.

Although the body under the strange clothes was still standing upright, it was no longer his legs that maintained the balance.

Clayton bent slightly, a half-beast-like werewolf head protruded from his shoulders, and the two canine teeth at the front of the lower jaw were deeply inserted into the clown's eye sockets, and it just bit through the man's head, killing him He picked it up, then turned around, and hung the corpse on his chest for public display.

This grotesque and ferocious scene made the members of the circus almost speechless, their movements deformed, and they were unable to make effective attacks.

"He's a werewolf!" exclaimed the trainer, who had watched the hair on the back of Creighton's head transform into a mane.

The Gilda woman looked up at the sky with a look of horror on her face.

"The sun is setting!"

I don't know when, the sun withdrew its last favor and hid behind the dark sky.

They didn't grasp this opportunity, but the werewolf found the opportunity by instinct.

The members of the circus had almost lost their fighting spirit. Everyone knew that the members of the moon like werewolves could show their greatest strength at night-and they had already lost one person.

The fact is indeed true, the blood and fragility of the prey inspired the madness of the werewolf, and the parts below the neck of Clayton were rapidly expanding, wanting to completely enter the animal state.

"Don't transform!" Julius yelled.

But this is not for the sake of their enemies, he has his own selfishness.

Clayton gave the wizard a cold look, but he still suppressed his transformation instinct. He didn't turn into a beast, but he didn't turn into a half-beast either. He flicked his neck and threw the clown's body to the circus master. ,

(End of this chapter)