ring of beasts

() Outside were more than two hundred tall black-haired werewolves, each with the same build as an NBA player, carrying a huge long knife or iron rod in his hand.

There are also a dozen slightly shorter black werewolves riding on huge black-haired giant wolves, holding long knives.

"Wolf Cavalry" Irene whispered in Yang Guang.

What kind of cavalry and wolf tribe, mind their own business. If Irene hadn't insisted on dragging her down, she wouldn't have bothered to watch.

The old vampire held a blood-red spear and flew from the old castle to the outside of the old castle, facing the wolf warriors head-on. There were only dozens of vampire warriors behind him.

The old vampire's arm that was eaten by Xiao Fei has grown back, but the wrinkles on his face seem to have increased a lot.

"Old Edward, it seems that your temperament is not very good," an old werewolf with white hair in front of the wolf clan said jokingly to the old vampire.

This old white werewolf is much smaller than the other werewolves. He is riding a giant white wolf...

"Chief Hoy, I don't know why you raised your troops today." The old vampire asked angrily, without answering the old werewolf's question directly.

"Old Edward, last night and morning you killed the most powerful warrior of our clan. Of course we are seeking revenge."

When Yang Guang first came to the underground world last night, he encountered a small-scale conflict between the vampire clan and the wolf clan. Yang Guang also helped the vampire clan fight against the wolf clan, otherwise the vampire clan would not be able to escape intact.

The old vampire turned to look at Allen with questioning eyes. Allen stepped forward and explained in a low voice what happened last night.

"Chief Hoy, although there was a conflict yesterday, no one was killed, so why would you make something up out of nothing?" the old vampire said.

"Last night, a man with a shield suddenly appeared on your side and wounded Joseph, the strongest of the younger generation of our clan. Joseph vomited blood and died shortly after he returned." Although the old werewolf said calmly, his tone was not good.

Allen quickly explained what Yang Guang had done yesterday. Joseph was injured by Yang Guang, and a werewolf had his arm cut off by Yang Guang.

The old vampire was in a dilemma. He took action to help his own people. But he didn't expect that a strong werewolf would be hit by Yang Guang with a shield and die soon after he returned.

Vampires are a very proud race, otherwise they would dress up as nobles all day long. Since Yang Guang was acting on behalf of his own people, betraying Yang Guang at this moment would make his own people look down on him.

Moreover, Yang Guang is also a strong enemy and cannot afford to offend him. If it weren't for Irene's face just now, I'm afraid he would have had two questions about whether he could stand here now.

However, at this time, the wolf clan is powerful. The vampire clan has only fifty or sixty mature warriors, but the wolf clan dispatches more than 200 warriors. This side is no match for them.

For a moment, the old vampire couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, wondering if his family could pass this test.

"Hoy, I don't know how many of my tribe died at the hands of your wolf tribe. Who will we take revenge on?" the old vampire said with hatred. In the end, Yang Guang was not betrayed.

"Edward, now that we have talked about it, our two clans have been fighting in this underground world for hundreds of years. Let's just put an end to it today." The old werewolf said calmly, "Although you are in a bad mood today, I am the one between the two clans."

This war is not a battle between the two of us, so don’t blame me for not talking about your chivalry."

The old vampire felt even more bitter inside. It seemed that the wolves were simply looking for trouble and intended to destroy their own vampire clan. As for beating people to death, it was just an excuse. Even if there was no such thing, there would be other excuses.

And Hoy made it very clear that this is a war between two tribes, and they don't consider morality at all, or whether you are in good condition today or other issues.

It's just that the enemy is powerful, so there's nothing we can do.

Irene grabbed Yang Guang's hand tightly, her face turned pale. Now the situation on the field was clear. Her tribe was facing the catastrophe of annihilation.

Of course, all fools know that this Yang Guang has nothing to do with him. If Yang Guang doesn't kill the werewolf, it will just add another powerful warrior to the wolf clan.

"Hoy, why do you go so far to bully others? Although your wolf clan is powerful, if our clan desperately resists, I'm afraid your wolf clan will not end well either," the old vampire said coldly.

"We have been fighting in this underground world for hundreds of years, and some people die every year. The cumulative number of people who die is not a small number. The long-term pain is worse than the short-term pain. If only my wolf clan is left to thrive in this underground world from now on

, the scale will not be much larger in a few years than it is now," the white-haired old werewolf said calmly.

He himself naturally knows that this war is so easy to win. But just as he said, if the vampires are eliminated, only the werewolves will be left in the world. The sky will not be bright in the future, and it is worth sacrificing some now.

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Besides, after hundreds of years of fighting, they, the werewolves, finally had an overwhelming advantage. How could they let it go again?

The old vampire pursed his lips and stopped talking. He knew that the werewolf clan seemed determined to exterminate his own clan.

Irene's brother Allen led the strong men of his clan to stand behind the old vampire, quietly waiting for the upcoming battle, with a solemn and solemn look on his face.

Yang Guang himself could also think that at this moment, the genocide was annihilated, and the vampire family was naturally tragic. But he didn't know that after the vampire family was defeated, something more tragic than death would be waiting for them.

"If you want to fight, then fight," the old vampire said, neither sad nor happy.

The old vampire spoke, and once again spread a pair of huge wings behind him, holding a red spear, and flew towards the white-haired old man.

Yang Guang suddenly thought whether Irene would also grow wings in the future.

The old vampire held a red spear and stabbed the old werewolf directly.

Behind him, Allen also led the vampire warriors and rushed towards the werewolf.

When the old werewolf saw the old vampire charging towards him, he held up a one-meter-long tree like a slingshot.

A cloud of green mist instantly condensed on the top of the tree. The old werewolf waved the tree, and the mist, which was as big as a football, turned into several crescent-shaped blades and flew towards the old vampire.

"You think I'm afraid of your wind blade technique?" the old vampire said in the air.

Having said that, the tip of the spear also condensed into a ball of lightning that made a "stab, twang, twang, twang, twang, twang, twang, twang" sound. The lightning turned into several small dots, which attacked each wind blade separately.

"Stab" After the collision of spells from both sides, it returned to nothingness.

But before the old vampire could take a breath, several more wind blades came towards him, and the old vampire launched the electric ball technique again.

It's just that it seems very laborious for the old vampire to activate such a spell. It takes a little longer to condense the electric ball this time than last time.

After the two spells collided with each other again, they dissipated.

The old werewolf waved his staff again, and the wind blade technique struck again.

The old vampire condensed less electric balls this time than last time, so several of the old werewolf's wind blades passed by the old vampire.

Several wind blades scratched the old vampire's black robe, and the blood on the old vampire's body slowly seeped out from the torn robe.

The vampire warriors fighting in the melee on both sides were also in danger, and each of them was surrounded by three or five wolf warriors.

Irene's brother Allen was surrounded by four strong wolf warriors. The four werewolves were holding huge weapons and took turns to hit Allen. The wolf warriors were very strong, and Allen could not even hold the dagger in his mouth.

He also vomited blood repeatedly.

Naturally, these ordinary vampires do not have the transformation and magic abilities of the old vampires. They are just physically stronger.

What's left are just some women, old and young, who are completely unable to turn things around.

"Alan" Irene cried bitterly and wanted to run to Alan to help him. However, Yang Guang grabbed him tightly and could not break away at all.

Yang Guang has little interest in the war between vampires and werewolves. Although Irene is a vampire, except for her, the life and death of others has nothing to do with Yang Guang.

What's more, the old vampire wants to take his own life. It would be too generous of Yang Guang not to kill him, let alone rescue them. Although Yang Guang has this ability, it will cost a lot of money, and no one is willing to make a loss-making transaction.

Dry.

Irene wanted to beg Yang Guang to take action, but she couldn't. Yang Guang was alone and there was no way he could defeat hundreds of werewolves, and the vampire clan just wanted to deal with him.

The old vampire Edward was holding a spear, and his body was cut with blood by several wind blades, but he finally reached the old werewolf.

The spear pointed straight at the old werewolf's chest.

"Edward, your strength has dropped a lot. But my strength has improved a lot than before." The old werewolf said calmly while sitting on the huge wolf god, "I will miss you."

After the old werewolf finished speaking, an extremely huge green mist condensed on Shuya's staff again, and the mist turned into a small tornado and flew towards the old vampire.

After the tornado devoured the electric ball, it remained unabated and rushed towards the old vampire. The old vampire no longer had the power to fight the tornado, and his body was torn by the storm and his flesh and blood flew everywhere.

At the same time, Allen in the center of the battlefield had just inserted his dagger into the chest of a werewolf, but was hit in the back by another werewolf with a huge mace, and a mouthful of blood mist spurted out.

"Alan" Irene couldn't hold it in any longer and was in unbearable pain. She shouted to Yang Guang, "Let me go."

How could Yang Guang let her go?

Irene turned around angrily and bit Yang Guang. Yang Guang didn't blame him, after all, he was her brother.

"Let me go," Eileen shouted hoarsely.

"I'm going to rescue your brother, but I won't care about other people," Yang Guang said, looking at the grief-stricken Irene.

Erin nodded dully.

After all, he was Irene's brother, and Yang Guang couldn't really watch him die in front of him.

Yang Guang held up his shield and strode towards the werewolves besieging Allen.

"Bang", the animal-faced shield knocked away a huge werewolf, flying backwards in the air and vomiting blood and flew away.

When a werewolf saw Yang Guang coming, he raised a long knife and chopped off Yang Guang's head. Yang Guang turned around, and the sharp edge of the shield had already cut the werewolf's waist. (To be continued. Mobile phone users please go and read.)