Adult fairy tale: Starting with social security black silk Little Red Riding Hood!

His werewolf bloodline was special, with a huge difference from ordinary werewolf bloodlines.

Therefore, ordinary silver products have no effect on him at all.

Even holy silver blessed with divine power can only make him feel slightly uncomfortable.

But, that's all.

Even holy silver blessed with divine power cannot cause him substantial harm at all.

But for ordinary werewolves, it's different.

Ordinary silver products can have fatal risks, let alone holy silver blessed with divine power.

Looking at the werewolf in front who was completely beastly and completely lost his mind.

Rhode's body slowly ignited with a bloody aura.

Berserk!

The gray fur was dyed with a layer of blood.

The power that had already reached its limit, soared again.

Rhode grinned, his sharp fangs carrying bloodlust.

"Guess how many minutes it will take me to beat you to death."

[Extra update complete]

Chapter 15 Little Red Riding Hood's Day of Suffering!

Rhode grinned, his sharp fangs carrying bloodlust.

"Guess how many minutes it will take me to beat you to death."

"Roar!"

The giant wolf roared, its blood-red eyes full of madness.

It leaped into the air and pounced directly at Rhode.

Bang!

Rhode threw a punch, directly hitting the giant wolf's cheek.

As if his face had been hit by a cannonball, the giant wolf's cheek twisted and deformed visibly.

The crucifix necklace in Rhode's hand bloomed with a holy light.

Sizzle!

The place where it came into contact with the cross was like being splashed with sulfuric acid.

Fur and flesh were instantly corroded, revealing the ghastly white bone.

The giant wolf howled and flew out, its eyes filled with unprecedented fear as it looked at Rhode.

The damage caused by this simple punch was even more terrifying than the shotgun blast to the face he had taken before.

The giant wolf struggled to get up from the ground, its cheek corroded by the holy silver, hideous and terrifying.

The werewolf's powerful vitality was useless at this moment.

"Is that all you've got?"

"Then you really let me down a little."

Rhode wrapped his fist around the crucifix, and like brass knuckles, he repeatedly struck the giant wolf's head head-on.

In an instant, the werewolf, who had just been fierce and brutal, lay on the ground as if dead.

His chest was breathing weakly, already on the verge of death.

"Please, don't kill Grandma!"

Little Red Riding Hood's pleading voice came from behind.

The beastly nature in Rhode's eyes soared.

He grabbed Little Red Riding Hood's neck with his backhand and lifted her up with one hand like a toy.

The huge endowments were like two plump coconuts.

Tear!

Sharp fingers gently stroked across the red dress.

A torn scratch spread from the chest to the abdomen.

Flawless skin, as white as jade, with unguarded soft ribs.

The snake waist under the waist seal was slender and powerful, but it was bearing undue pressure.

Wildness occupied Rhode's brain, and only one thought remained in his mind.

Crush her!

...

Little Red Riding Hood's body can be said to be a standard Western golden ratio figure.

She is slender, but has well-proportioned muscles and is full of beauty.

The standard pear-shaped figure, full and upright in the front, upturned and rounded in the rear, slightly fleshy thighs, but very slender calves.

In modern times, she would be a top supermodel sought after by thousands of people.

Her height of 1.7 meters, with just a pair of legs occupying nearly one meter in length, looks even more visually impactful than a 1.8-meter-tall woman.

Not to mention putting her among women, even among men she is not considered short.

But in front of a three-meter-tall werewolf body, it is like the gap between the Hulk and the Black Widow.

Rhode, whose mind was filled with beastliness, grabbed the head of golden hair with one hand and pressed it against the wall.

Endless destruction. I don't know how long has passed.

The reason that had been dominated by beastliness slowly cooled down.

Looking at the mess in the wooden house, Rhode couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

In the werewolf state, although he can maintain a certain level of reason, the beastliness and wildness will also be maintained in a relatively balanced state.

Once stimulated by the outside world, the balance is broken.

The body will be controlled by the instinct of the beast.

He can control himself from committing killings, but the most instinctive desires and desires in his body cannot be suppressed.

Maybe, his body has a demand in this regard that is far beyond ordinary people.

After all, his physique is too strong.

Various hormones are secreted in excess, which makes his body like a machine that produces desire.

Every moment, it is accumulating crazy demands.

Under normal circumstances, it can still be suppressed, but in the werewolf state, this beastly instinct will be magnified dozens of times.

Looking at Little Red Riding Hood who had passed out.

In addition to pain, there was still a trace of satisfaction on her face.

Rhode couldn't help but feel a little strange.

This high-intensity battle, if it were an ordinary person, would lose half their life even if they didn't die.

But this Little Red Riding Hood withstood it perfectly for the first time.

Could it be that the people in this world have such exaggerated endurance and physique?

Rhode couldn't help but think of the blonde girl in the hotel.

Without transforming into a werewolf, or even getting serious, she was almost dead.

So, it's not that the people in this world have strong endurance.

It's just that Little Red Riding Hood's body structure is different from ordinary people.

Only she is the exception.

It is hard to imagine how powerful the tolerance and adaptability this seemingly delicate body possesses.

Just being able to fight him in a werewolf state for the first time shows that there is still great room for development.

If she is professionally trained.

It's simply a perfect creation.

"Grandma Wolf..."

Rhode walked to the dying werewolf.

Unlike the plot in the fairy tale, it was not the werewolf who ate Grandma.

But, Grandma turned into a werewolf.

Chapter 16 Magical Potion Science!

"Grandma Wolf..."

Rhode walked to the dying werewolf.

Unlike the plot in the fairy tale, it was not the werewolf who ate Grandma.

But, Grandma turned into a werewolf.

An ordinary old woman, but turned into a terrifying werewolf overnight.

So, the werewolves in the forest are very likely to have been transformed from ordinary people.

And the instigator behind all this is obviously this "Grandma Wolf".

Fragmentary information pieced together in my mind, forming a complete storyline.

One day three years ago, Grandma Wolf and Little Red Riding Hood came to this village.

Through some special means, they turned ordinary people into werewolves, creating panic.

Grandma created the werewolves, and Little Red Riding Hood acted as bait to lure passersby.

Luring passing travelers into the forest to become Grandma's prey.

As for the role the village chief plays in it, it should be similar to the identity of a leader and collaborator.

The entire village is a flock of sheep raised by Grandma Wolf, and the village chief is responsible for appeasing these sheep and making the villagers obedient.

And he can freely enter and exit the village, and extract money from the villagers through external supplies.

As for the priest, it was just an accident.

He knew the village chief's secret, so in exchange, he got some ways to deal with werewolves from the village chief.

Then, he used his identity as a priest and the villagers' awe of him.

He coaxed the villagers in the name of divine revelation to satisfy his selfish desires.

However, it is clear that Grandma Wolf deceived the village chief.

It is true that silver products can cause fatal damage to werewolves, but werewolves are not afraid of fire.

They don't attack the village just because someone is restraining them.