The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 202 Forbidden History
Before Clayton Bello, Julius had not seen other sealed people. People like them were very rare, because most curses can bring power to the cursed, and they are not completely negative.

There are still many darkborn who are willing to endure the risk of revealing their identities for the sake of power. They enjoy the thrill of fighting more than comfort.

The werewolves were such a brave and aggressive race, but it was normal to have an exception occasionally. Creighton's ancestors chose to become sealers. Julius could only think that this was to avoid the outbreak of lunamania.

Lunamania is a condition common to all werewolves, but it is also present in some humans.

Don't sleep where the moon shines, and go home quickly at night-this kind of warning has been handed down from ancient times to the present, precisely because of people's fear of moon mania.Its symptoms are irritability and raw food addiction under the moonlight, and its strength has also increased to a certain extent, but among many living organisms, the werewolf's moon mania is the most serious.

In the past, homeless people who slept in parks or on the streets often suffered from luna mania, which is why the government is willing to fund the construction of workhouses.

Hiding under the roof is a way for humans to avoid luna mania.

But this method can only prevent moon mania, and people have not found a way to completely cure the patient so far.

However, some students of mysticism believe that moon mania is not a disease, but a special engraving made by ancient powerhouses to protect their descendants. They engraved the ritual of offering sacrifices to the moon in their blood to ensure My descendants will not lose access to power because of the loss and forgetting of words.

These scholars believe that eating raw meat is a way of taking the essence of flesh and blood. Every night when the moon is full, patients with lunacracy donate the essence they collect to the moon to obtain the evolution of life.

Julius used to think that this was just some kind of unfounded conjecture, but what happened to Clayton made him believe in this conjecture a little bit more.

Clayton Bello is a sealer, a werewolf from birth.

Obviously, the desire engraved in his blood has been suppressed in the past years, and it was not on the right track until this year. The twisted impulse accumulated in the past would have gradually faded over the long years, until the operation of the curse ceremony, it is extremely It is possible that not only awakened the memories of the ancestors in Clayton's blood, but also awakened the sacrificial instinct that had been absent for more than 300 months in the past. He dedicated all his energy accumulated to the moon in his deep sleep, and even the normal life support That part of the spirit is also in it.

This imposed instinct is driving Clayton to suicide.

Julius poured the second cup of potion at the werewolf without hesitation. He had to interrupt the ceremony. The failed spell binding ceremony may have some after-effects, but no matter what, it was better than dying directly.

What's more, those riders of unknown origin are also approaching. If Clayton can regain consciousness, he won't have to drag this heavy body away.

In his anticipation, the withered werewolf opened his eyes.

Julius is pinned to the ground again, just as they were when they first met.

But unlike last time, there was no sense in the werewolf's glowing yellow eyes, just chaos.

It seems that a werewolf who is in extreme hunger should not be woken up. Julius felt the coldness of the ground, the pressure in his chest and the hot air from the werewolf's mouth. He hadn't slept well for several days in a row, and the great pressure from the outside world made him drowsy instead.

At this moment, his remaining rationality has only time to regret one thing——

[I haven't poisoned myself yet. 】

The battle between Saga and Riegarde ended in a complete victory for Saga.

After seven sunsets they waited for the Snatads to come.

It was a huge team of more than 50 people. The soldiers wore chain mail. In the center of them was Prince Ergu. Longer than the two-handed sword on the soldier's back, and riding the tallest horse of all, he can be distinguished from others with just a glance.

Guided by gray-robed wizards wearing lemongrass, this army passed through the forest. They entered the forest during the day and did not see the end until dusk.

When passing a stream, Elgu stopped, and his team was preparing to rest here.He dismounted from his horse and bent down to the water source with his servants, and Creighton saw his ancestor Sakya's eyes catch the prince's moment of relaxation through the gaps in the trees.

He seized the opportunity to change into wolf form, and his huge body passed through the woods without any hindrance or sound, and his sister did the same,
Two giant wolves quietly appeared from the darkness, and quickly started a massacre among the attacked team.

The first to die were the soldiers on guard outside. Compared to the two werewolves, they were as weak as rag dolls. With a few slaps of sharp claws, their armor and flesh were cut apart, and blood dripped out. .

From Saga's perspective, Clayton could almost smell the blood.

The next thing that came to mind immediately was the wizards in this army. They had no dead ends in their spiritual domain. They raised their crooks one after another and pointed at the two werewolves with the tip of the stick bent like an insect's tentacles. Many lips opened and closed at the same time. After casting the spell, a cold current began to surge in the air, and frost spread from their feet.

Even though thousands of years have passed between this memory and the reality, Clayton still instinctively feels the crisis.

He even felt jerky sensations in his body movements, as if ice crystals had formed on the surface of his hair.Unknowingly, the memory link between him and his ancestors is getting closer and closer, and even Sakya's sensory changes can be felt.

However, Sakya turned a blind eye to this and flew straight towards the nearest wizard.

The wizard's lips were still parting, his voice calling out to the power of the natural elements, but his voice stopped suddenly at a certain moment, his expression was frozen, and the surrounding cold dissipated.Clayton saw a yellow light in the wizard's eyes, which was not the color of his own eyes, but the reflection of the eyes of Saga who was looking at him,

That is the power of the evil eye.

The sharp claws cut the human body into several sections like a hot knife cutting butter, and the smell of blood came out.

And the same is true for Riegarde on the other side.

They shuttled through the crowd like black lightning, and those who dared to look at them died.

As he watched the killing memories of his ancestors, Creighton felt a more intense desire emerge in his heart, which was the instinct of werewolves. They were born with a desire for power and freedom, and this pursuit has nothing to do with good or evil.

Clayton has almost completely entered the soul of Sakya. Not only the pain and senses, he can also experience the emotions of this ancestor, those melancholy, those joys, he knows all - and the powerful power of Sakya He was deeply attracted, and he even hated his weak body in the past, and he wanted to live forever as a Sakya.He knew that this was an illusion, but it was precisely because it was an illusion that he could fully experience this adventure without paying any price.

The Sakya story continues.

Without any suspense, this killing feast ended soon, and Prince Elgu was subdued by two werewolves.

Raigard invited her brother to attend her simple wedding soon, but he refused, and Sakya decided to leave Tianen Mountain and embark on a wandering road.

Along the way, he killed countless prey, fought wits with many different darkin, and the Snatadian army that rounded him up. There may have been moments close to failure, but in the end he achieved all of them. With the final victory, everything is logical.

Sakya always wins and believes he can, and his journey is for victory.

Biyue witnessed his honor.

Clayton enjoyed all the victories and triumphs that Sakya had experienced, and he almost forgot who he was. At this moment, he was no longer Clayton, but more like Sakya's own remembrance of the achievements and honors cast in his past life.

This wholehearted devotion came to an abrupt end at the moment of Sakya's marriage.

On the border of Vikia, he stayed temporarily and married a local wolf.

It was a giant wolf who was worshiped by many tribes and possessed the power of a primitive spirit. She had a noble lineage, wisdom superior to humans, and beautiful hair.

But she's really just a wolf.

Primordial spirits can assist her in taking human form, but neither Sakya nor she has any obsession with taking human form.

The strong sense of disobedience made Clayton have to withdraw from the identity of Saga and the wolf personality. The huge difference between body and mind made him recall his own existence. The werewolf does have the form of a wolf, but no matter what, he is Not to marry a real wolf.

Creighton is Creighton again.

The story of this ancestor ended shortly after his marriage, when an army of the Merentians invaded Vigia, and all tribes, including those who believed in the wolf spirit, were slaughtered.

Sakya killed many people in the war, but failed to restore the situation, and Vikia fell completely.

In the end, he was seriously injured and died in the pale snow field beyond sight.

The vision ended, but Clayton failed to wake up.

His eyes fell into darkness again. He didn't know whether it was an illusion or the contrast formed after leaving Sakya's senses. He felt that his body seemed to be much weaker.

In the void, he faintly felt that it was time for him to wake up, but he instinctively didn't want to do so, as if the longer he stayed in the illusion, the more he would gain.But he was afraid that Julius was calling him, so he still tried to wake up actively, but he had never had a similar experience, and there was also an extraordinary resistance in this void, whenever he tried to concentrate Even if he leaves, a deeper and sweeter feeling will engulf him.

This is like a room without doors and windows, which can be repaired automatically when it is damaged. Of course, it is impossible to get out no matter what.

Creighton tried dozens of times, but without success.

Forget it, he thought, this may be an illusion, most people have such hallucinations in the dark, thinking that there is something calling themselves from an invisible place, if Julius really wants to wake me up, he should do it immediately of.

So Clayton relaxed again with peace of mind, throbbing in his blood again, and new colors unfolded in front of him.

(End of this chapter)