Chapter 608: The Blood of the Ancestor

"I heard that what you ate in Lieyang Divine Kingdom were farmed steaks and roasted chicken hearts? Are those things as delicious as this? Do you almost spit it out every time?"

Gul swallowed the remaining half of the heart into his mouth, chewed it, and looked at Panila mockingly while feeling the tender and juicy taste.

The heavy panting in the night was like a white mist, the sharp teeth were stained red with blood, and the scarlet tongue licked his lips, as if he was still reminiscing.

Panila's face was extremely gloomy: "It's better than becoming monsters like you who are dominated by blood."

"Monster?" The werewolf Gul showed a humanized sneer, and looked at Panila playfully, "Which one of us is the monster?"

"Is it me who follows my instincts and accepts myself as a monster, or you, who is obviously the second generation werewolf of the Manda family, but you who are still unwilling to accept yourself and resist your instincts are the monster?"

"A wolf that eats sheep is a monster, or a wolf that makes friends with sheep is a monster?"

"Why, did those self-proclaimed noble gods tame you?" Gul snorted coldly, his eyes were full of disdain, and his voice was rough: "I really don't understand why a guy like you is the second generation!" Werewolf."

There was nothing but disdain in his eyes.

And jealousy.

The Panila family is one of the purest families among werewolves.

That status is comparable to that of Dracula in the blood family. They are all direct descendants of the ancestors of the two races.

And the Panila in front of him has a terrifying background, he is a second-generation werewolf!

Her father was the original werewolf.

That is, the ancestor of the werewolf family.

According to the age of the God Realm, that old man is already tens of thousands of years old, a life created by the God of Creation himself. The werewolf blood in his body is so pure that the main gods of the major elements dare not provoke him.

Being old enough to have a child, the first ancestor also valued this little daughter very much.

Even if Panila almost defected from the ethnic group and hid in an unknown border kingdom to survive, the ancestor didn't say much. If it was another distant relative werewolf, he might have been hunted down by the werewolf army sent by the ancestor .

Also because of this preference.

It made the werewolves of other clans very angry, especially the Gul Duke of the Duke family. As a werewolf of the fifth generation, although he can be regarded as a purebred werewolf with good blood, he is nothing compared to Panila. Heaven and Earth!

In his opinion.

What a waste of talent and instinct!

You know, the ability of werewolves, even the gods are afraid, but they need to devour the hearts of the gods to fully stimulate the animal nature. But this guy actually put such a powerful ability to use, trying to blend in with the flock!

Unforgivable!

"The ancestor is really eccentric." Gul glanced at Panila, and took out a glass bottle containing a drop of blood with his furry palm, his eyes were full of greed: "How many werewolves in the clan are willing to sacrifice for this drop of ancestor blood Everything is not available.”

"But you, a traitor, only sent a message, and the ancestor sent me to give you this drop of blood."

"It's really biased."

Gul shook the glass bottle in his hand.

As the angle changes, the drop of blood emits a strange purple color under the moonlight, and even keeps beating as if it has life.

That is the purest werewolf blood in the world.

Just one drop is enough to turn an ordinary life into a second-generation werewolf.

There is even a legend in the werewolf race that if there is a perfect fusion, another werewolf that can rival the ancestor may even be born.

Of course, that's just a legend.

After all, in order to fuse this kind of pure blood, one must have absolutely perfect genes, which is almost impossible.

Ordinary werewolves can't bear this kind of blood at all, and the cells in their bodies washed away will die instead. Even the second-generation werewolves would mostly lose their minds by this drop of blood and become lunatics who only know how to devour their hearts.

Only a guy with a strong will and a strong gene can withstand this kind of wild scour.

This is the result of the experiment that the ancestor used hundreds of drops of blood and hundreds of werewolf clansmen. reject.

Until... Panilla.

"Does the ancestor think that a guy like you who can only avoid instinct can bear this drop of blood?" Gul sneered.

Panila gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not avoiding, I'm controlling. Only weak-minded guys like you can become puppets driven by instinct."

Panila is not too cowardly to swallow a heart.

After all, when she was defecting from the ethnic group, more than a dozen fresh god hearts were sent to her every day.

Take a bite, what's the problem?

The difficult thing is to restrain that instinctive impulse in the face of those bloody, sweet and delicious hearts.

Panila just felt that a real werewolf should not swallow the heart of a god because of pure instinct, and become a slave driven by instinct.

Instead, he should control the wildness in his blood.

But Panila didn't feel that he could suppress this drop of blood.

In fact.

This drop of blood was not what she asked for herself.

It was for that paragon of justice who had an extremely firm mind and would never admit defeat even after being defeated many times.

It is estimated that only those warriors with a firm mind can withstand the impact of this terrifying drop of blood. That was the only guy she had ever seen in her life who was more determined than herself.

That model of justice named Li Qiang is the hope that God bestowed on them from the werewolf lineage!

A hope to get rid of the domination of instinct, to escape from the predicament of being hunted down by all the major kingdoms of God, and almost exterminated!

But in fact... Li Qiang was just acting at that time...

Gul took a deep breath, resumed his human form, and walked towards the bonfire.

There were thirteen youths there, and three of them were younger brothers of his Duke family. In a werewolf family, blood is the strongest bondage, not only representing kinship, but also representing status and power.

As the elder brother of the five generations of werewolves in the Duke family, he has absolute leadership over the three younger brothers.

The other ten were werewolves infected by them.

Most were hunters, and two were quietly infected along the way.

But now they are all their slaves.

This kind of wolf slave with impure blood has an extremely low status in the werewolf clan, not as good as an eighteenth generation werewolf. They are gods, even if they are infected with werewolf blood, the genetic transformation cannot be compared with that of real werewolves.

But Gul didn't worry about their loyalty at all, because when these guys tasted the delicious heart of the god for the first time, they were doomed to have completely succumbed to their instincts and blood.

This is the strength of the werewolf blood.

It was an instinctive desire.