The Laws of Werewolf Hunting

Chapter 311 Chaos (new chapter)

After all the infantry poured into the gate of the castle wall, the cavalry followed. When the last man disappeared behind the wall, the "wooden bridge" across the moat was lifted again, and then the Dinon who arrived first dismounted. Rush to the city wall through the stairs to activate the mechanism, and then the gate is slowly lowered.

Donna noticed that although her uncle was walking in the middle of the team, he would look back from time to time, and his furrowed eyebrows showed that he was very concerned about the Dinon people's performance.

She hurriedly lay down next to the horse's ear and said a few words, and the horse moved forward faster, paralleling Clayton's mount.

She put her foot in the stirrup slightly and tried hard to push her upper body up. Clayton noticed her attempt and controlled the horse to move closer to her again, getting close to her knee by knee, just like he did with his comrades during military parades in the past. Did the same thing.

Donna breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "You look bad, did you find something bad?"

Clayton's eyes quickly slid back and forth, pointing in the direction of the Dinon with his pupils.

"They are too familiar with the structure here. The appearance of that mechanical structure was hundreds of years later than the era when they disappeared, but they immediately found the location of the mechanism."

"What does this mean?" Donna asked.

"Meaning that our allies are not united." Creighton sighed heavily, then smiled to himself: "Everyone is lying."

When they arrived inside the castle, the cavalrymen dismounted from their horses and let the animals rest in the corridors, thus filling the corridors. Some of them and the infantrymen went into the room with stumps and limbs to carry out rehabilitation work.

As the corridor became empty again, Basham saw Clayton and immediately snorted, stretched out his hand to push aside the crowds and horses, and walked into the nearest room.

The scarecrow who was leaning against the wall spat on the ground and chased after him with his sword in hand.

When Di Jetali saw their performance, a cold smile appeared on his lips, and then he also walked into the room.

Donna felt an unusual aura, and she felt something in her heart. She reached out and pulled Clayton:

"Isn't it our turn?"

"Indeed." Clayton weighed the broken ax in his hand without any surprise and strode in. Donna followed closely behind with Clara in her arms, leaving Adelaide behind to fight Louise.

As soon as Uncle and Nephew Bello entered the door, they saw that the Scarecrow and Basham were already fighting.

Bassem held the scarecrow's fist with a ferocious expression, and began to lean forward with his upper body, wrestling with the scarecrow. Although the two people seemed to be standing still, the blood vessels bulging on the backs of their hands and the thick layers gradually torn under their feet were all visible. Woolen rugs are showing their power.

The two dwarf leaders were wrestling with each other, and Emperor Jetali walked toward them with a sword in one hand and a spear in the other, with a fierce expression on his face, obviously not to prevent the dispute.

The leader of the Dinon people ran, holding the spear in his left hand under his arm and stabbing it through Bassem. Then he raised the dwarf and swung the sword in his right hand, cutting off a piece of the dwarf prince's body like a table knife cutting meat. The Scarecrow did not rejoice at Bassem's defeat, but jumped up and hit Jetali in the waist and abdomen, causing him to bend over and level the spear in his hand.

This suitable height allowed Basum's feet to land on the ground. He struggled to pull the spear out of his body. After landing, he rolled over and put his feet back on again.

"I don't need your help, just mind yourself."

"Who the hell is helping you? I'll kill you all!" the Scarecrow roared, hugging Jetali's calf, lifting him up and throwing him towards Basum, knocking Basum down again, but his own head Jeta counterattacked with the weighted ball on the hilt of his sword, causing half of his head to collapse.

Clayton took a step forward, raised a hand and pressed down.

"We might as well start." He planned to try to solve the problem rationally, but then a white light wheel flew over and hit him in the chest.

When the light wheel gets stuck in the bone and stops spinning, it looks like Bassam's side sword.

"You die too!" the dwarf prince shouted.

Seeing such a reaction, Donna immediately felt something bad. Sure enough, the pain suddenly activated the werewolf's nature. The pupils in Clayton's eyes instantly expanded to their maximum size. He pulled out the dagger without saying a word, and then immediately raised it. Ax joined the fight and never mentioned the unspoken proposal again.

The strength and speed of the four warriors were so extraordinary that tables and chairs were split apart, and wall coatings and floors cracked from their fighting.

Clayton and Jetali fought in the same manner as the warriors in Donna's imagination. When the dwarves started civil war again, Jetali faced Clayton. He dropped his spear and suppressed the werewolf with his sword. His speed and strength were faster than Clayton's human form, and he cut off Clayton's neck with the first sword.

In reality, Jetali's sword would have killed Clayton, but this is a fairyland, and cutting his throat is not a big deal.

Even if the Mosquito Slayer is damaged, it still retains part of its blood-sucking ability. In addition, this ax can not only cause cutting wounds, but its heavy mass can easily break bones. Such injuries recover more slowly.

Creighton exchanged minor injuries for serious injuries, and after a few rounds, he actually put Jetali at a disadvantage.

However, they are not the only two people on the battlefield. If anyone shows the possibility of victory in a one-on-one duel, the others will try their best to stop him.

Although the attack range of dwarves is short, their ability to withstand strikes is amazing. The chops that can cut off the limbs of ordinary people can only cut an inch into their bodies. Once they are entangled by them, it is difficult to escape.

Moreover, facing these short men, it became extremely difficult for Jetali and Clayton to protect their lower bodies.

The battle in the fairyland was uncontrolled, and the scene quickly became bloody and bloody. Every man was wearing tattered clothes and fighting with some of his bones exposed.

Although this situation stems from the grudge between them, it is also affected by Edwards' witchcraft. Donna stood watching their fight, anxious but not sure what to do.

She began to suspect that her gnosis was wrong. When she was outside the room, she had a premonition that what happened when she walked in should be a good thing, but now it seemed that was not the case at all.

Asking for help from people outside the room at this time might trigger an outright civil war, and she was unwilling to stand by and watch.

"Stop it, have you forgotten that Edwards is still waiting for us?!"

"Shut up!"

Jetali didn't even look at her, and threw the sword away with his backhand. The high-speed rotating blade cut off a strand of Donna's hair, and finally nailed it to the wall behind the girl.

"Hiss--" Her left hand suddenly spasmed uncontrollably, and the protective spell left to her by Principal Fatiya began to appear, and even flowed into the air, like a black chain extending into her satchel, with branches extending to Clayton not far away and outside the house.

Clara's laughter also came out of Donna's satchel at this moment.

"Haha. Hahahaha"

Donna quickly took her out, only to find that she had grown again.

The human body under the little devil's neck has grown shoulders, but it does not continue to shape the chest. Instead, slender arms extend downward on both sides. The color from the shoulders to the fingertips gradually changes from white to dark red. This is because part of the skin has not fully grown.

Donna's appearance was getting worse and worse. She suppressed her mood and used her gnosis to carefully examine the connection between them.

The laughter stopped, and the head in her arms made a sound like murmuring in sleep: "Clara is so happy."

A kind of transparent wave spread around Clara, stirring up the ubiquitous black smoke, shaping the smoke into the shapes of various birds and animals around her. Her behavior was extremely natural, and she did not show any effort on her face. , as easy as a fish returning to the water.

In the environment carefully arranged by Edwards, Clara, the dependent of the authoritative Demon Lord, has also been enhanced.

Donna found the key, used her own ideas to leverage Clara's power, and at the same time issued a final announcement to the four warriors who fell into madness.

"Stop it all!"

The black smoke suddenly burned. Because they were everywhere, the room was immediately filled with this illusory flame. All four warriors were wrapped in it and stumbled away. Amidst howling in unison, they His body gradually hunched up and was submerged in the soaring fire.

"This is too powerful!"

Donna hurriedly stopped using this power and rushed to the collapsed Clayton.

"Are you OK?"

Clayton clutched his throat and twitched, and with a few coughs, he spit out a ball of hair.

"Is this wolf hair?" Donna wasn't sure what it was. She turned to look at the others. Not far away from her, two dwarf warriors and Emperor Jetali were all huddled on the ground.

The bodies of the three people shrank visibly to the naked eye.

"Shit—" the Scarecrow said weakly.

When Donna saw their appearance, she began to get angry - if they hadn't done it first, Clayton wouldn't have been involved.

And the worst part is - even if they all go crazy, no one wants to fight her.

This is simply discrimination!

"Are you all fools? Before Edwards fell, you started killing each other. As the commander-in-chief of so many people, you don't take the truly important things to heart, and each of you only thinks about personal grudges."

"She's right," Clayton said, his voice hoarse as he lay on the ground.

However, the physical resemblance between him and Donna made these words sound unconvincing, so there was no response at all.

Suddenly, the other three men realized something. They gathered their energy and climbed up, staggering towards Donna - or Clara in her arms. The same enthusiasm and concentration in their eyes scared Donna.

"Is this a demon?" Bassem stared at the head.

The Scarecrow opened his eyes wide: "We also have a demon warlock!"

Jetali grabbed Donna directly, his greedy expression undisguised: "Don't worry about these dwarves, let's leave here now."

Hearing these words, the two dwarves captured Emperor Jetali again.

Clara’s new form refers to the small fist stone