Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1390 23. The Royal Guardian of Gilneas presents you a family ethics drama: Werewolf Jean and his sturdy wife

   Old Jean and his wife were fighting.

   But this is not a domestic violence between an old couple over trivial matters, this is a real battle of life and death!

   Although it sounds outrageous, and it looks outrageous, Queen Mia really has the capital to fight the old Jean at this time.

  Removed from the curse of flesh and blood by the titan energy of the Nalaksha engine, she has a body of steel in the true sense. Jean's claws enhanced by werewolf power hit Mia only to make a clicking sound of weapons colliding.

   Occasionally, when cutting and tearing with force, there will be harsh pulls, but such melee battles often don’t last long before Mia wields her halberd and pushes them away.

   Obviously, the queen knows her weakness.

   Her combat experience is far less than that of Jean. To avoid close combat, her advantage lies in the ancient brute force and the steel body that is not afraid of pain.

  Black also told her to fight like a hunter, telling her to entangle Jean and wait for reinforcements from all over the city to arrive, so Queen Mia used a guerrilla tactic of fighting and retreating at the beginning.

  Old Jean also expressed his willingness to "cooperate".

   He chased Queen Mia through the chaotic harbor and fought.

   seems to see Mia as a prey that must be caught, and he is a dedicated hunter who doesn't care about the chaos in the city behind him.

   "Mia, my Mia, where are you? Honey, aren't you trying to tame me?"

  Gene's deep voice echoed through the constant explosions outside the port.

He slapped the uncrowned man who was attacking beside him from the shadows with a single claw, and he didn't care about the latter's blood spraying and flying upside down. Being scratched by a werewolf and bleeding from his skin meant that guy would soon become one of the wolves. member.

  Old Gene kept moving his nose to capture Mia's position. Those pirates who landed with Queen Mia saw that Gene had killed all over the place, and they did not dare to approach this terrifying werewolf king at all.

   This is simply a rampant monster hunting in his own territory, and no one can stop him.

   His rage power, which was enhanced to an exaggerated level, continued to erupt from the ferocious werewolf body, making Jean almost transformed into a giant war wolf shrouded in blood.

The **** and combative instincts lingering in the depths of his soul, as well as the fighting spirit belonging to the warriors, are all blended together, like a chariot with an engine ignited, often bursting with terrifying destructive power at the moment of contact. .

With a loud bang, a low wall of the port was shattered by Jean, and Mia, who was hiding behind the wall, was also dragged out of the dust by wolf claws.

   She was pushed to the ground by Jean, and the werewolf's brute force pressed her down and couldn't get up.

   "I told you to leave here, you shouldn't come back!"

   Jean rode on Queen Mia, with his left paw on her shoulder and his right paw on her chin, his werewolf eyes watching his struggling wife, he whispered:

   "You are always so independent and have your own ideas, which makes my head hurt, maybe it's because I give you too much freedom? Are you repaying my love for you with such rebellion?"

   "Go to **** with your love! This is all I can give you!"

  Mia's left leg jumped up.

   slammed into Jean's crotch under the power brought by the body of steel.

This "fatal blow" from the ladies made the werewolf king let out a whimper, and then Gene was punched in the nose by Mia. Without any tricks or skills, he just relied on this brute force to hit the werewolf in the most powerful way. on delicate organs.

  's two fatal blows made Jean unable to hold back all of a sudden.

   He quickly got up and jumped back, dodging the war spear that Mia stabbed, and with a wolf howl, he hid in the terrifying night floating around.

   It seems that the blessing of Luna Scythe and Lycanthos the Growler has allowed Genn to extend a new path of power beyond the way of the warrior, and the combination of warrior and assassin makes him even more deadly and dangerous.

  As Jean hid in the darkness, nearly a hundred werewolf royal guards who were silent and powerful also popped their claws and rushed towards Queen Mia, who had launched the rebellion.

   In the face of such a number of offensives, the queen sneered like a wild vrykul, and constantly swung the halberd out in her hand.

She may not be Jean's opponent, but as long as these weaker werewolves are swept away by the halberd in her hand, they will be seriously injured. After the werewolves swarmed, the queen also took out a bag of hunters from her waist bag to hunt. used bomb.

  These hunting bombs processed by Mechagon's mechanical gnomes are filled with different explosive cores, and they will explode after being sprinkled by the queen like a goddess.

  Flame, poison, and a cluster of flying bursting fragments easily wipe out the battlefield around the Queen.

   No matter how tough the flesh and blood are at such a close distance, it is difficult to resist the explosive bombardment, and she herself does not have to dodge at all, those dangerous fragments hit her without even leaving a scratch.

A wave of noisy explosions filled the chaotic port with a pungent **** smell. A sickle-claw werewolf Druid guard with a broken leg whimpered and tried to escape, but was stepped on by Queen Mia from behind. paw.

   She took the large-caliber handgun from her waist, aimed at the guy's head, and pulled the trigger.

   "Boom" sound.

  The headless body of the werewolf was kicked out by Mia.

  The Queen is a love-hate person.

   She did not kill the werewolves transformed by the Gilneas, but she would not spare any of these lunatics who escaped from the Emerald Dream with Lylar Blaze.

  It was the arrival of these guys that messed up her country, and it was their bewitching that brought me and Gene this far.

   These guys who wantonly destroy the happiness of others should be damned!

   "Gene, you finally gave up your last remaining humanity and started to be with the beasts, I really feel sad for the people who believe you can save them.

  Look at how you look now”

  Queen Mia carried the fire gun emitting blue smoke, grabbed her halberd and waved her weapon in the tragic explosion circle, smashing the skulls of the ancient werewolves who were injured one by one.

  The queen ruthlessly executed the last sickle claw druid. She looked around and said sarcastically:

   "Slipping from the human king to the chief of a group of lunatic werewolves must feel good, right? I see your eyes are so red, has it been hard to hold back?

   Didn't you find yourself two she-wolves to release your animal desires?

  Do you really think that this group of crazy elves from 9,000 years ago is following you? His Majesty Jean, who is known for his cunning, can't be so childish, can he?

   Or, have you really abandoned your dignity and dedicated your loyalty to the "Wolf Shepherd" who was doomed to die here tonight? "

  No one answered Queen Mia's sarcasm, and the wind with the clamorous smell turned cold.

  Gene was clearly looking for a chance to knock down his wife in one blow.

   This "atavistic" steel vrykul posture is indeed difficult to deal with, just an invulnerable defense and comprehensively improved combat effectiveness, as well as immunity to most control methods in steel form, is enough to make them the most annoying enemies.

   You can't kill him if you hit him, or he can't get entangled, and getting punched in close range will cause a lot of trouble.

   But Jean has enough combat experience to see the biggest problem with Mia's current form, which is the same problem as old Daelin.

   This is just a "transformation" fighting technique.

   Just like the "God descends" that the dwarf royals are good at, even top warriors like Daelin can't maintain the form of the Iron Vryku for a long time, let alone Mia.

  Gene only needs to drag Mia until Mia can't maintain her vrykul form, and then a single claw will be enough to end the battle.

   Fortunately, after being "blessed" by Lycanthos, Jean's sanity has returned, and he has enough patience to wait for the weakness of his prey.

   Actually, it is not impossible to kill by force. Mia is not as powerful as Dai Lin, and Jean can use the power of the bottom of the box to forcefully kill the enemy.

   But the woman in front of him is the only love in his life, do you really want Old Gene to stage a "wife killing and preaching" tonight?

   On Queen Mia's side, she didn't have the keen sense of smell and perception as a werewolf, and couldn't feel the trace of Jean from the dark night floating around.

   But she was sure that Gene was here, hiding in a corner waiting for her to weaken.

   She has no doubts about old Gene and her feelings. As long as she doesn't leave, Gene will not leave her alone, which is why the queen is confident that she can drag Gene here.

   In this regard, she is always confident in her own charm.

   And best of all, as someone who has shared a bed with Gene for over twenty years. She knows what it takes to **** off this self-respecting and possessive man.

   "You know, I hired your most hated Blake Shaw to deal with that old lunatic who ruined our marriage and our country?"

  Queen Mia, leaning on the hunting halberd, stood in the battlefield full of corpses, she said in the low voice of the vrykul:

   "It's hard to get that **** nasty pirate in, but I did it anyway, Gene, aren't you wondering what I paid to turn Black Shaw into the knife in my hand?"

   Hearing this sentence, the old Gene, who was hiding in the darkness as steady as an old dog, jumped in his heart.

   He suddenly felt that the crown on his head became heavy, and why did it seem to reflect green light in the dark night?

   Is this some kind of **** curse?

  Queen Mia played with the halberd in her hand, she felt her vrykul power fading, and a sense of exhaustion came to her heart.

  My body couldn't hold it anymore.

  According to the words of the big rock cat guarding the engine of Nalaksha in Pandaria, his physique is not as tough as that of warriors, and the time to maintain pure ancient power is much shorter than that of warriors.

  Although this strengthening time can be prolonged by continuous practice, for her now, her body load is almost at its limit.

   Can't be dragged on!

  Queen Mia narrowed her eyes as she stared at the floating night around her.

   She knew that she had to get on the "killer", and she had to say the words that would make Jean give up all reason and enter a state of anger.

   "Hehe, you know, a greedy and unrestrained young man like Blake Shaw can't resist the amorous feelings of mature women, just like when you were young, you always wanted to find flowers and ask willows."

   Her Majesty the Queen said in a long voice:

   "It took me a lot of effort to convince him to help me, and then it took me a long time to get him to send me to a Titan Holy Land to activate the 'ancient human power' in me.

   This process is painful.

   But it was nowhere near the process of serving Blake Shaw, it really made me tired, the desires of young people were always so high, I had to

  Cough, it seems like I shouldn't say this in front of you.

   But I have to regret to tell you, Gene, that Blake Shaw has not only conquered your country, not only your ambitions, he has conquered yours now”

"enough!"

   A low growl emerged behind Queen Mia, and an angry Genn waved his claws.

   The moment the queen raised the halberd, the afterimage of the **** claws was pulled. The old man's anger caused him to cut the weapon in the queen's hand in an instant.

   With the harsh sound of steel tearing, Queen Mia was lifted into the air by Jean's neck.

   Anger is flowing, and animality is roaring.

  Gene's body had already collided in a circle, and the anger around him burned into a roaring giant wolf, and the queen's heart shuddered as she looked at it with those eyes.

   Damn it.

   I seem to be using too much force, driving my husband crazy.

   "If you're deliberately provoking me, you did it, Mia."

  Gene's red eyes shone with unconcealed pain.

   It could be seen that he really wanted to close his fingers to cut off the neck of the queen in his hand, but after a few seconds, the werewolf king waved and threw Mia to the ground.

  Old Jean put away his claws a little lonely, he stepped into the darkness, and said in a low voice:

   "But if that's what you want, I'll bless you. Go away and never come back, your Gene is dead, and just now, he was killed with your own hands."

   "Bastard! You actually believed it!"

  Gene's reaction made Queen Mia instantly burst into an uncontrollable anger.

   Even though the light of her steel body was dissipating, she still stood up bravely, and threw her hair down at Jean, who she couldn't deal with now.

   She jumped on Gene's back and tore Gene's mane frantically, strangling Gene's neck, which was thicker than her thighs, with her arms like a crazy lady, trying to strangle the Wolf King to death.

   the angry queen screamed:

   "What kind of scumbag image am I in your heart! I casually said that I wanted to force you to show up, but you actually believed those boring words!

asshole!

  I have been protecting you like a jade! I'd rather suffer Blake Shaw's humiliation and his **** conditions for you! I even sold our country to him for you!

   But you, a man with no conscience, actually suspect that I am unfaithful to you?

We're fucked!

I tell you!

  Gene, we're done! "

   "Madam, go down!"

   Just when the king and his wife began to become exciting, a low warning sounded on a high wall outside the port.

   Gene, who sensed the real danger approaching, ripped the crazy Queen Mia from his neck, gathered his hands and hugged her in his arms, turned and jumped before jumping out.

   But he had already drank snake oil at a high place, how could old Hemet, who had set up his sniper, let such a good "prey" go away?

   There were two loud bangs, bang, bang, and the throbbing blood burst out on Jean's chest. With Queen Mia's screams, the wolf king stumbled from the air and fell to the ground.

   But even when he fell, he adjusted his position in the air so that his back, which had been pierced by a sniper high-explosive bomb, landed first, so that the queen, who had returned to human form in his arms, was unharmed.

   "No, Gene!"

  Queen Mia let out a scream and rushed to cover her husband's blood spurting chest. She thought Jean was going to die, but how could the Dark Wolf God's Chosen die so easily?

   "You stupid woman. Cough, I know that you will never leave me."

   Old Jean's wolf face showed a strange smile, and he grabbed Queen Mia's arm with his claws and pushed her out far away, he warned:

   "Stay away from me next, I'm going to teach that **** shorty a lesson. Also, you said that **** Blake bullied you, right?"

  The king of wolves moved and got up.

   The flesh and blood of the wound on the chest that was just shot through by old Hemet with two shots was turning over and healing, but in the blink of an eye, only an ugly scar was left.

   He shook his head and the bristled mane on his neck, feeling the surge of anger stimulated by the pain, and looked in the direction of the old dwarf again.

   He popped out the blood-colored claws and said to Mia behind him:

   "Wait a moment, when I kill this dwarf, I'll go get justice for you. Dare to bully the future queen of Gilneas, what a shame for that stinky pirate!"

   (end of this chapter)