Chapter 12 Werewolf

The darkness dissipated, and an uneasy atmosphere continued to breed among the brothers' hunting group.

Without showing any expression and barely maintaining his composure, Gray looked at Sean and others walking over and said:

"Who are you, Your Excellency? Do you have any advice?"

When things came to a close, even though Gray knew that today's situation would probably not turn out well, he still wanted to fight for it. After all, judging from the situation at the scene, they were completely at a disadvantage.

Stopping and looking across at the wary-looking members of the brothers' hunting group, Sean finally laid his eyes on Gray.

"Tell your men to put down their weapons and I'll give you a way to survive."

The tone was gentle, but the meaning was extremely overbearing, leaving no choice for the brother hunting group.

Clenching his hands tightly, veins popped up on his forehead. Gray had originally planned to lower his head and give up on this harvest, but at this moment, after hearing Sean's words, he still couldn't help but feel the raging anger in his heart.

"Sir, don't you think your condition is too much? Aren't you afraid that the fish will die and the net will be broken?"

The tone was cold, revealing an undisguised threat. After hearing this, Sean's calm face couldn't help but reveal a smile, which was naked sarcasm.

"The fish is dead and the net is broken? Are you worthy of it?"

As soon as the words fell, a sudden change occurred.

"Damn, what is this."

"Ah, my face."

Screams and wails rang out, completely breaking the silence of the night. The members of the hunting group who were originally confronting Sean and others with weapons all had their limbs twisted and were rolling on the ground in pain.

Their skin was chapped and dripping with blood, like dry soil, and there were small bloody flowers poking out from their flesh and blood, blooming brightly.

"ah!"

The itching was unbearable, and Gray couldn't help but scratch his face. For a moment, the skin fell off, revealing bright red flesh and blood, which was extremely miserable.

"I want you to die."

Letting out a dying cry, Gray rushed towards Sean with red eyes, wanting to drag Sean to hell with him. But just as he acted, Monnes' body beside Sean moved and he was about to rush forward to kill him. He solved it, but was stopped by Sean. This was a source of strength.

"die."

Seeing Sean close in front of him, Gray grinned a ferocious smile, and his big yellow teeth made people even more disgusting.

With a bang, his body fell to the ground. Gray's eyes that could not close his eyes still retained the joy of revenge. Unknown to him, his flesh and blood had dried up, leaving only a skeleton covered with a damaged skin. The corpse, and the gorgeous flowers that originally bloomed on his flesh and blood also quietly withered, forming pale red corolla balls like dandelions.

Coincidentally, when Gray fell, the rest of the brothers' hunting group also basically lost their lives, and their death methods were exactly the same as Gray's.

The light red corolla ball shines in the dark night. When the breeze blows, the corolla dissipates, and groups of light red seeds float in the wind, like a group of dancing fireflies. No one except Sean appreciates this beauty. When encountering a tiger scorpion, the temperature of the mummy lying on the ground has not yet dissipated.

After quietly sizing up Sean, Mons was not at peace in his heart. He had killed a lot of people and had seen many more, but this was the first time he had seen such a strange death. He secretly raised the wizard's danger level to another level in his mind. If he becomes an enemy in the future, he will never give his opponent a chance to take action, otherwise he may die without knowing how.

"Monnes, there is another fish that slipped through the net. You should deal with it and try to catch it alive."

With his eyes focused, Mons, who was originally shocked by the strange death methods of these people, immediately noticed something was wrong after hearing Sean's words.

Whoosh, as Sean's words fell, a black shadow immediately jumped out from the pile of corpses and ran in the opposite direction to Sean.

The last come first,

As a second-level white knight, short-distance charging is a necessary ability.

Looking at the human-shaped wolf monster in front of him, Mons looked solemnly and did not dare to be careless. Although this wolf monster was only at the first level from the aura, the level gap between low-level extraordinary beings was not unreasonable. He didn't want to cross the barrier and pass it through the gutter.

"Is this a werewolf?"

When he saw the wolf monster not far away, Sean's first thought was that it was a werewolf, because it was so similar to the werewolves he had seen in movies and TV shows in his previous life.

Keenly aware of the danger of the person in front of him, Senklis, who wanted to escape without any hesitation, relied on the strength of his wolf body to strike hard with Mons, and used the recoil to distance himself. Change direction quickly.

After transforming into a wolf, his muscle strength and skin toughness increased greatly. Although firearms were still useful to him, as long as he avoided the vital points, a few shots would not be fatal. This was what gave him the courage to break out after being discovered.

It's a pity that although his plan was good, he underestimated Monnes' reaction speed.

The knight's secret "Heart of Steel" increases the knight's body secondly, and the most powerful thing is the polishing of the knight's mind and will, and what is displayed externally is Mons's super control of his body.

Unloading, turning, and exerting force, at the moment he noticed Senkris's thoughts, Mennes' body immediately made the most correct choice without any hindrance.

Bang, another collision, another turn, and another encounter. After three times like this, Senkris finally understood that it had become a luxury to hope for a quick breakout.

His wild nature rose, and his pale green pupils showed undisguised animality. This time he was no longer prepared to give in.

"Ouch."

Roaring up to the sky, Senkris' originally burly wolf body expanded a bit again, with muscles tangled and claws sharp.

Seeing Senkris's reaction, Mons' calm face was also stained with a hint of blush. As a second-level knight, he hadn't had a good fight with someone for a long time.

Pure white fighting spirit rose up from his body like a flame, and with his legs bent and exerting force, Mengs' whole body shot towards Senklis like an arrow from a string. He could no longer hold back.

Bang bang bang, punches to the flesh, this is the romance of knights. Seeing the fierce battle between Monnes and Senkris, Sean watched with relish. Although his body was polished well, but with Monnes and Compared with Senkris, he is quite inferior. Of course, the routes of the two are different, and there is no comparison. If you give him time, he can even cause more damage than Mons and Senklis, just like he did to his brothers before. What the hunting group did, they unknowingly turned forty or fifty people into mummies, and they only used the first-level witchcraft of dandelion parasitism. This is the romance of wizards.

Although the witchcraft of dandelion parasitism has major flaws, the casting range is very small without the help of external force, but this is not impossible to make up for. In addition to relying on the wind power existing in nature, it can also be made up for through strange objects.

The Breeze Ring, a first-level rare item, can summon a breeze. Normally, it is of little use and can only be used to relieve the heat. However, Sean effectively combined it with the Dandelion Parasitism Technique, allowing them to play their full role. One plus one is greater than two, and this is where the charm of witchcraft lies.