Werewolf hunting rules

Chud Osmar and Kuok stood outside the Salvation Army camp, looking coldly at the rebels huddled in the camp in the afternoon light, as if they were looking at the scenery in a painting.

The locals' delaying strategy succeeded, and these murder experts were simply vulnerable to the ruthless nature.

It snowed heavily for two days in a row. One-third of the ten people left in the camp had a fever, and the remaining hands also had chilblains on their hands. They were sneezing constantly, which made people wonder what they would do when they aimed their guns. It won't bring down the gun industry.

There were fewer and fewer natural fuels around the camp, and the weak campfire was not enough to protect them.

As their prisoner, Goatee Schmidt naturally had no better environment. From the day the heavy snow fell, he fell into a high fever coma and was thrown into a smallest tent.

The Salvation Army itself has no choice, let alone his life and death.

"They're going to be doomed," Quake said.

This was obvious, they were so close, only fifty yards apart, and yet none of these people noticed them.

Not only were they physically devastated, but their spirits were also weakened.

Two consecutive days of heavy snow destroyed the rebels' habit of taking turns. Now they are all huddled around the fire. Only occasionally someone stands up and walks around the camp, pretending that the security here is still tight, but as long as they observe for a while, the locals will You will find flaws when they change whistles.

This flaw was just developed, and the danger was just approaching.

Chud Osmar turned his face with downy cheeks, and Kuo Ke looked at each other almost at the same time. A trace of relief appeared on his burned face, but then disappeared.

"This is a conflict between them and the locals. Do you think we need to take action?"

Kuo Ke still had the same attitude as before: "My brothers and sisters asked them to come here, not me. I have my own tasks."

As long as it doesn't affect Kuok's mission and doesn't draw the church's attention, then he doesn't care about the outcome of these people.

This was exactly what Chu De wanted. He nodded imperceptibly and took a step forward to walk towards the camp.

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Kuo Ke suddenly stopped him. Chu De turned around and saw him looking at him blankly and said nothing more.

"What's wrong?"

Burnt Face had to take the initiative to ask.

Kuo Ke suddenly recovered from his stiffness and took a long breath through his nose. The thick white smoke almost formed a cloud: "I want to know what you plan to do. Since you got here, you have started to do some things that I can't understand." Now you need to tell me clearly, I must know whether your behavior will cause us trouble."

Chu De forced a smile on his face.

"Kuoke, I thought our interests were common. If the benefits are greater than the expenses, then it's worth a try. This has always been our rule before, and we have always been lucky, haven't we?"

"But you were very cautious at that time and knew what not to touch." Kuo Ke said coldly. "You are getting more and more confused as you get older."

He finally angered Chu De, who turned up his upper lip, revealing obvious fangs, and said in a sharp voice:

"I haven't changed."

"If you hadn't changed, you wouldn't have done these useless things. For whom did you perform Elisio's ceremony? I know you touched the underground ruins."

"A mortal doesn't know the cost of doing this, but he can't find a better seller than me." Chu De calmed down and said in a slower tone: "Believe me, Kuo Ke, when have I ever hurt you? If I don't tell you my reasons, then there is a reason to hide them, you don't need to know everything, you just have to wait for the good results to come out."

“I can tell what a good outcome is.”

Kuo Ke stretched out his bloated arms and pointed at those people who were suffering from the cold. They were sitting around the campfire, like a group of porcelain dolls sitting behind the glass showcase, stiff and cold: "Look at their appearance, is this okay?"

Chu De shook his head slightly, not taking this scene to heart at all.

"Child, they are not with us. You have to think clearly about what you are going to do and who you are standing with?"

"I can't think clearly, because they thought they were on the same side as you, and I used to be the same." Kuok said coldly: "Now I can't tell whether you are using me or not. It's you who needs to prove to me." I am trustworthy, because I have discovered that you are doing things that are detrimental to our sect. First a leatherworker, and then these 'saints', you are using the resources of the sect to satisfy your own selfish interests. I can no longer turn a blind eye to your actions. "

Chu De looked at him disappointedly: "What did your new mentor teach you?"

"They taught you things they didn't teach you, as well as new powers." Kuok tugged on his collar, and his excitement made his blood flow up. He felt the clothes begin to strangle his neck: "Okay, tell me what you want." That's the purpose, don't make me impatient, and don't look at me like that again, you don't want to know the consequences of annoying me."

This was an order, not a request, and he hadn't asked the other party for a long time.

Because he has power.

Faced with his attitude, Chud Osmar still compromised, but there was no look of frustration on his pink face, and instead, light reappeared in his light yellow eyes.

"My purpose is to complete the mission that your church members failed to complete in Sasha City. I want to sacrifice the blood of this entire town and all the creatures. Can you help me this time?"

Kuok looked at him like a madman:

"There are only two of us."

No matter how arrogant he is, no matter how much he wants to complete the mission of the sect to alert the world, he still knows that it is impossible for just two people to kill so many people.

He himself is not very afraid of bullets, but they are enough to cause injuries to him. And he has observed Chu De's ability. Even if the other party has hidden it from him for many years, he cannot hide the fact that he is still flesh and blood. A gun can kill Chu De.

With enough guns, they will literally die.

"Two people are enough, and our ancient ancestors are helping us." Chu De showed an unfounded confidence: "The Holy Office is no longer a concern, and he can no longer control other people to deal with us. Now As long as I deal with the remaining extraordinary beings, my plan will definitely succeed."

The familiar tone now only aroused disgust.

Kuo Ke looked at him with disgust: "Did the fortune tell you again?"

"That's what fate told me." Chu De said word by word. He looked at the camp and suddenly strode there: "Let's go, let's teach them something. If we want to deal with those few extraordinary beings gathered together, they will definitely stand in front of us, so we need to know what they have." What's the matter?"

"One of the wizards must have a curse skill, because I saw him or her observing strange movements in the ruins. That is not an ability that an elemental mage can master."

"There is also the blond woman and the stray detective. They don't look like humans, especially the young man. Elisio took away part of his power, and the subject seemed to be assimilated and infected with a part of the inhuman characteristics.”

"That priesthood seems to know the ability of Creighton Bellus, but he refuses to say anything. The precepts of the White Cult are just a stone blocking the way. But I know that Belius has made a promise to that priesthood, and he And his people will come out to help when the locals fight against these saints. If these saints can exert enough power, they may be able to force them to use their extraordinary abilities."

"In order to see their capabilities clearly, I deliberately did not tell Bello that these people belonged to us after they had the conflict. Otherwise, they would be unwilling to take action and things would be difficult to handle."

Chu De explained his thoughts to himself while slowly stepping forward. Kuo Ke hesitated for a moment and followed him without agreeing or rejecting.

As the "master and servant" entered the camp, the rebels stood up one after another.

Francis came to meet them: "We have new troubles."

He wanted to complain about the climate here and the lack of resources, but the other party proposed a solution before he could complain.

Chud Osmar shook his head in an elegant manner: "No matter what trouble you have, it won't be a problem in the future. Those locals have decided to come and fight you. Be prepared. After defeating them, all the people in the town will Everything is yours."

"It's not that easy. We have fewer manpower and insufficient firepower. Even if we are lucky, it will be useless for us to defeat them. Their families will still fight for us."

Francis thought he was joking. The numerical advantage could not be erased by the muskets in their hands.

Even if ten people are exchanged for one of them, the locals can afford it, because their ancestors have lived here for generations.

From the beginning, the Salvation Army's force was just a bargaining chip used by Francis to negotiate with the locals. He did not intend to actually fight with them. The most powerful is when the fist is tightened, and it is useless when the trump card is played.

But this protest was completely ignored by Chud Osmar.

"You just need to kill the first group of people who attack you, and leave the rest of the town to us."

Seeing Francis's still suspicious eyes, Chu De's tone became fierce: "If you want to get help from the sect, you should show your worth. As for things other than combat, you don't have to worry about it, I will find a way to help you get there. "

As he spoke, he raised his hand, and all the Salvation Army soldiers felt a surge of heat on their bodies, which was warmer than the feeling given to them by a bonfire.

The manifestation of extraordinary power gave the Salvation Army some confidence, and they gradually believed what Chu De said.

"After a while, there will be other extraordinary beings among the hunters who will fight against you, but I will also use my power to help you."

Chu De stretched out his fingers and tapped the foreheads of the Salvation Army soldiers surrounding him.

"A transshipment spell, but it's up to you how to use it." He looked at the smallest tent, where Schmidt was huddled: "If necessary, you can also use this guest. I think the locals are Not willing to shoot him.”