Chapter 1310 Private Ration

Under the rising sun, millions of werewolves galloped through the forest, as if the black tide had receded, leaving only the broken carriage and the ground stained red with flesh and blood.

The young man sat on the huge wolf that was more than 20 meters long.

And behind him, Situ Lan and Situ Hong were also sitting on the body of a fifteenth-level high-ranking werewolf.

Situ Lan didn't have any fear of this, the cute little girl grabbed the soft wolf fur with an excited expression on her face.

after all.

If they really wanted to fight, even though she was a fifteenth-rank military god, she couldn't beat these werewolves, but at worst, she would use a wave of firepower to cover herself and retreat.

On the contrary, Situ Hong's face was tense... As a fourteenth-level fire god, although he had experienced various battles in the military, he had never experienced the pressure of being in a pack of wolves.

But the worst thing was Bigfoot. His body was bitten so badly that he couldn't sit still. He could only be held in his mouth by a werewolf...

"Run slowly, run slowly, I'm not in a hurry!"

"Pay attention to your teeth, don't bite me to death directly... Take it easy, ouch, my stomach... Take it easy... Don't move!"

The wolves soon came to a densely forested hill.

At the foot of the mountain, there are the skulls of gods and various bones that have been randomly discarded and piled up on the ground. The fragrance of the grass and trees has a faint smell of blood.

The soil was also stained dark red by the blood, and even looked a little sticky.

Even at this moment, the leaves that should have been emerald green seem to have strands of red silk, moistened by an unknown amount of blood.

The werewolves stopped at the foot of the mountain, breathing in the bloody air one after another, and their tense muscles became relaxed.

For these ronin, the smell of blood is so sweet and warm.

Lin Fan frowned slightly, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

Although he has seen countless gods die tragically, and has also seen various big scenes, seeing hundreds of gods killed by werewolves, he just felt a little uncomfortable.

But still a little gross.

The werewolf blood in his body cheered, but Lin Fan suppressed it.

Werewolves are proud of their bestiality, indulge their bestiality, and take pride in it.

However, Lin Fan didn't feel that being driven by animal nature and becoming a pure killing tool, he had nothing to be proud of.

The status of a god did not bring any real benefits to Lin Fan, but brought countless shackles to Lin Fan.

But it is also the identity of a god. It brought Lin Fan a thought.

Everything should be controlled rationally.

Animal nature that overrides reason will only bring about crazy killings.

Only animal nature controlled by reason can become a power that truly makes gods fear.

Whether it's a werewolf or a god, in Lin Fan's view, power should be controlled, not controlled by power.

At this moment, Lin Fan suddenly had a feeling.

The self who does not belong to the gods does not belong to the werewolves either.

This feeling is very strange, like a person being abandoned by countless races, which brings a sense of loneliness, but it is also this feeling that allows Lin Fan to break free from the shackles, break away from the limitations of races, withdraw himself, and look down on all races Shortcomings.

"Young Master Wolf, you're home. This is the territory of our Duke family." The giant wolf carrying Lin Fan gently put Lin Fan down on the ground, then turned around and let out a growl: "We're all home, just go and do whatever you want Bar!"

"Roar!"

All of a sudden, millions of werewolves roared to the sky, and their bodies lying on the ground began to change.

The pitch-black hair retracted from the body, the huge body began to shrink, and the sharp fangs and claws gradually retracted.

In an instant, they turned into groups of men and women full of wildness, brown skin, fit body, and black hair, wearing simple clothes made of animal skins.

They are werewolves, and they also have the blood of gods in their bodies, so they can naturally turn into gods.

In fact, because of this, many half-orcs hide in the city of God and live together with the gods.

However, the "many half-orcs" did not include the werewolves.

Werewolf, the instinct is to kill!

There is an incomparable desire for the flesh and blood of the gods,

Born with a desire for the heart of God.

Once the heart of the god is swallowed, from then on, it can only feed on the heart of the god.

Therefore, werewolves are often unable to suppress their inner desire to kill in the city of God, just like a wolf living with a flock of sheep will hunt and kill uncontrollably.

Especially on the night of the full moon, all werewolves will lose their minds and become killing tools driven by instinct.

There is no way to camouflage, and the gods will soon find out... So, until now, except for Panila Manda, no werewolf has ever lived in the city of God!

Therefore, the werewolves all adopt the clan system and live in the forest of beasts.

Some werewolves ran into the forest, mostly old or young, because they were too weak to hunt.

The other werewolves left in an orderly formation and entered the forest to look for other caravans of gods and god hunters who tried to hunt and capture divine beasts and orcs for high rewards.

The leading giant wolf with a body of more than 20 meters before - Duke Bivis, the senior werewolf head of the Duke family, also turned into a strong middle-aged man in his forties, exuding a wildness all over his body. Scars overlapped on brown skin.

It's just the gray hair on the sideburns and the wrinkles at the corners of the eyebrows, showing that this werewolf is no longer young.

"Lord Young Wolf, follow me." Duke Bivis looked at Lin Fan with fiery eyes and said softly.

"En." Lin Fan nodded.

Duke Bivis led Lin Fan towards the forest along the path formed by the animal tracks.

suddenly.

A werewolf frowned and said, "Patriarch, the three foods brought by the young wolf master...do you want to throw them into the circle of gods?"

circle of gods.

This is the first time Lin Fan has heard this term, but thinking about it, the werewolf feeds on the gods, so since the gods have a place to raise beasts like pig pens and sheep pens, then the werewolves also have a god pen to raise gods...

However, these three words still seem a little scary.

Situ Lan frowned slightly, as if a little unhappy.

Situ Hong looked terrified.

The big feet are like dead ashes.

"The three of them are my friends... Forget it, you may not understand, you can treat it as my private ration in captivity." Lin Fan said with a cold face, "Others can't touch my food, nor can it be released. Captive."

"I like to eat, free-range chicken."

Lin Fan showed a grim smile, trying to make the werewolf understand what he meant.

After all, if we continued to talk about friends, Lin Fan felt that he would not be able to fight these werewolves.

The werewolf looked at the gods from his own perspective, so he couldn't understand the relationship between Lin Fan and Situ Lan.

Situ Lan frowned slightly, stared at Lin Fan, and said coldly: "Free-range chicken? Your private ration?"

Patriarch Duke looked at Lin Fan's expression and laughed loudly: "Sure enough, I saw our young wolf lord right!"

"How can a dignified werewolf be friends with a god? How can a bad wolf be with pigs!"

"Master Young Wolf, don't worry, these three guys, we werewolves will never move!"

"The two female gods, one big and one small, you can stay by your side, but..." Patriarch Duke looked at Bigfoot, frowned slightly: "This guy is too injured, you can't take him with you around."

"Let's put him in the circle of gods and feed him well. Don't worry, we werewolves have rich experience in how to raise gods, and we will definitely give him back to you for nothing!"