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

This wolf grandmother was using the village chief from the very beginning.

Once the village chief and these villagers lost their value, their only fate would be to become the werewolves' dinner.

"Can't waste them."

Ordinary werewolves could make his power surge, let alone this special werewolf.

Even if only the corpse remained, it would still have extremely high value.

Rhode slowly reached out his hand and pressed it on the wolf grandmother's head.

Sacrifice!

As the werewolf's flesh and bones were gradually broken down and disappeared, Rhode instantly felt the power within his body surge.

His bloodline stirred, and his heart beat wildly.

His originally werewolf-transformed body began to twist and distort.

"Hiss!"

Rhode was covered in cold sweat, feeling as if all the bones and muscles in his body were shifting and deforming.

The transformation process lasted for three minutes, and when the pain subsided, his vision had changed.

Rhode looked down at his hands, his hands and feet completely transformed into the fore and hind limbs of a wolf.

His current size was even more exaggerated than when he was in werewolf form.

His height alone was nearly four to five meters.

The three-meter-high wooden house looked as small as a dwarf's room in his eyes.

Whoosh!

He raised his hand and waved, and a gale swept through.

The violent power directly blew the roof off.

This kind of power was simply not in the same league as before.

In the giant wolf form, strength, defense, recovery, and explosive power would all increase exponentially.

However, as a price, agility and evasion abilities would be reduced.

After all, with such a large size, he was basically a living target.

Rhode suppressed the beast within his heart, and his body slowly returned to its normal human form.

"Not bad!"

Rhode looked satisfied.

Sacrificing the wolf grandmother not only unlocked the giant wolf form, but also strengthened his physique in his normal state.

Even if he didn't transform into a werewolf now, his strength would be comparable to his previous transformed self.

In addition to these, he also obtained a special skill.

Potionology!

Through the combination of drugs and magic, magic is used to extract and fuse the essence of drugs to create powerful potions.

Different potions have different effects.

And werewolves are dark creatures created by wolf poison potions.

Rhode closed his eyes, and the recipe for the wolf poison potion appeared in his mind.

"Wolf Poison Potion, recipe: Moonlight Dew, Wolfsbane, Shadow Fruit, Silver Wolf Blood, Pure Water..."

"On the night of the full moon, put the Moonlight Dew, Wolfsbane, Shadow Fruit, and Silver Wolf Blood into a silver container, heat with pure fire, and chant the ancient secret incantation to allow the various ingredients to fuse together."

However, the side effects of the wolf poison potion are extremely great.

Even if they successfully awaken the werewolf bloodline, there is still a high probability that they will become irrational beasts.

Only a very small number of people can retain their sanity after becoming werewolves, but they will also be controlled by the potion maker.

They must take the potion on time to stay awake.

Otherwise, they will become irrational beasts like other werewolves.

And the potion taken by this wolf grandmother was obviously an improved wolf poison potion.

Not only was it more powerful than ordinary werewolves, but it could even trigger a second stage of transformation.

"Since the werewolves were transformed here, there should be a place dedicated to preparing potions."

Rhode walked into the wooden house and directly put Little Red Riding Hood, who was in a coma, into his personal space.

After searching, he found a secret room under the floor.

Chapter 17: Potion Manual!

The dark passage led directly to the underground.

"As expected!"

Looking at the pitch-black tunnel, the expression on Rhode's face was not unexpected.

Since Little Red Riding Hood's grandmother chose to research potions here, the place to test the potions would definitely not be too far away.

If nothing unexpected happened, this underground should be the old witch's secret room for testing potions.

Rhode changed his clothes.

He took out a large flashlight from his personal space.

Click!

The light flashed, and the strong light directly made the tunnel as bright as day.

Following the narrow staircase passage, he walked down.

After about thirty steps, his vision suddenly brightened.

A secret room of several hundred square meters came into view.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Candles on the walls naturally lit up, illuminating the dim environment.

Rhode looked around the inside of the secret room.

The secret room was very large, and it was filled with various herbs and strange things.

Dried bat specimens, various animal corpses.

There were also two silver wolves with silver fur locked in cages.

Silver wolves are a variant among wolves, and their blood contains pure wolf blood.

Fresh blood drawn from a purebred silver wolf is a key ingredient in matching the wolf poison potion.

Therefore, this old witch would keep two silver wolves in the secret room to facilitate bleeding at any time to make potions.

However, what really attracted his attention were the cages covered with black cloth in the corner.

Rhode walked forward and lifted the black cloth covering the iron cage.

Bang!

A loud noise came from inside the iron cage.

A sharp wolf claw was only a few centimeters away from Rhode's eyes.

Rhode expressionlessly grabbed the werewolf's wrist, his eyes examining the situation inside the iron cage.

Inside the iron cage, the werewolf with scarlet eyes had a bloodthirsty madness on his face.

His body was firmly fixed to the wall by a thick chain.

The bloody body had not fully recovered, and it was obvious that he must have experienced inhuman torture not long ago.

And there were nearly twenty such iron cages around.

Obviously, most of the werewolves in this forest were here.

They were used by the old witch as experimental materials to test her potions.

"Even the most basic humanity is gone, and living is also a torment."

Rhode took out his crucifix necklace and slowly wrapped it around his hand.

He punched the werewolf's head directly.

Granting redemption!

Under the purification of the holy power, the werewolf died peacefully without any pain.

"May your Lord bless you!"

Rhode muttered softly, looking at the werewolf's corpse, thinking that it couldn't be wasted either.

If the corpse was left here, it would rot and breed maggots before long.

It would be better to sacrifice it and contribute a bit of strength to his becoming stronger.

He could also save more of these lost lambs for God.

Does it make sense?

Anyway, Rhode felt that his idea made a lot of sense.

Sacrifice!

As the werewolf's corpse was sacrificed, Rhode felt his power slightly increase.

It was about a 1% increase compared to himself.

If he hadn't felt it carefully, he wouldn't have even noticed the change in himself.

"As expected, I'm still a bit too greedy."

Rhode shook his head, he thought that after sacrificing these werewolves, his strength would skyrocket.

But, is that all?

However, thinking about it, that makes sense.

The stronger the physique, the higher the level of life.

Each enhancement will consume an exponentially increasing amount of energy and matter.

It's like, can a human eating five pounds of meat feel the same as a tiger eating five pounds of meat?

Humans would be stuffed to death, but for tigers, it would only be considered half full, and they might even lose weight.

Therefore, as he becomes stronger, the gifts he receives from sacrificing ordinary fantasy creatures like werewolves will only become less and less.

It would be good if his physique could be enhanced by 10% after sacrificing all twenty of these werewolves.

It's a little less.

But, even mosquito meat is still meat, isn't it.

After all, with his current strength, even a 1% increase is quite considerable.

"Sending warmth!"

Rhode lifted the black cloths one by one, giving each werewolf the warmth brought by the cross.

Then he gathered all the werewolves' corpses together.

Start sacrificing!

As a deep light lit up, all the werewolves' corpses slowly disappeared.

But this time, there was no feeling of increased strength.