Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 190 Rolling
The long-haired waist-length werewolf shepherd Martial Saint exudes an astonishing aura, like a giant wolf that came out of ancient times and covered the sky, covering Zhang Ang and the three of them, oppressing people almost breathless .

He didn't do anything immediately, but looked towards Zhang Ang and the others. His blood-red eyes swept over the three of them, as if everything had been seen through.

After looking at it for a while, he spoke slowly, with an extremely cold voice: "Who are you? How did you find the island?"

After hesitating for a while, Zhang Ang decided to tell the truth: "Save people."

"Save someone?" The long-haired man pointed at the limp Susan's father with disdain on his face, and said, "Is it just to save him?"

Obviously, the three of Susan's father and Zhang Ang, whose clothes were tattered, had low strength, and exuded a wolfish smell, were incompatible, and they were not the same at first sight.

At this time, a wolf shepherd of the venerable level next to him took a step forward and reported in a low voice: "My lord, he is a slave of our Demon Wolf Clan and a veterinarian. A big ship."

"Oh, that's it." The long-haired man stroked his chin and continued to ask, "Then how did you find this island? Are you from the Holy See?"

Of course, Zhang Ang would not answer this question. Could it be that he slaughtered all the wolf herds left behind, searched for the charts, and then followed the charts to find the way to the island?
"We are not members of the Holy See." Zhang Ang had no choice but to avoid the important thing, and repeated: "We only want to save people."

"Hehe, the person who killed us, do you think he's still alive?" The long-haired Martial Saint chuckled, "Since you don't want to talk about it, it's okay."

He turned his head and ordered: "Catch them back for me, and interrogate them well!"

After finishing speaking, he stood with his chest folded, and seemed to have no intention of making a move.

"Yes!"

The eight werewolf herders agreed, and surrounded them, trying to catch Zhang Ang and the other three who were surrounded.

Of course, the three of them will not sit still and start to resist.

Zhang Ang raised his sword to face the two great master-level werewolf herders with steel claws, while A Nuo faced the three on the other side.

Albert turned into a gust of wind and swept towards the three strongest venerable werewolf herders.

As soon as he handed it over, Zhang Ang felt that it was not good.

These werewolf herders are surprisingly strong. They are not the old, weak, sick and disabled left behind. Each of them is in the prime of life, with profound skills and rich actual combat experience. They are at the peak of their strength in their lifetime.

The strength of each one was astonishing. Between the intersection of the knives and claws, a huge force rushed in, almost shattering Zhang Ang's palms and jaws, making him almost unable to hold the knives.

After exerting all his strength, Zhang Ang barely resisted their attack, but after a short while, he got a few deep scars on his body.

And looking at the expressions of the two werewolf herders, they didn't seem to be struggling at all, and they were faintly teasing, as if they were teasing him.

Arnold on the other side also kept roaring, swinging the huge stainless steel mace crazily.

But obviously, these werewolfmen are very good at dealing with such a reckless man. The mace didn't hit any of them. Instead, the attacks of the three werewolfmen kept falling on him, wrapping his body. The animal hide was cut in pieces, revealing his bronze-colored skin.

Albert's side was a little more relaxed. He was the only one among the three who was not on the defensive, but took the initiative to attack.

He was like a gust of wind, circling around those three powerful werewolf men.

The dagger turned into strips of silver ribbons, while the steel needles turned into strands of silver threads, constantly shuttling around those three people.

And the three venerable wolf shepherds were not so easy to deal with. They were all full of energy and energy, blocking countless attacks all over the sky, and Albert returned without success again and again. .

"drink!"

Suddenly, Albert yelled softly, and the sky turned into a shadow of people. The dagger in his hand shone with a strange red light, like a red lightning, and wiped the neck of one of the stunned werewolf herders.

This was the first time Zhang Ang saw Albert's true energy, the breath on the dagger was so sharp, so swift, so unstoppable.

But suddenly, Albert's figure froze in mid-air, unable to advance an inch. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't push the dagger forward.

The strong werewolf shepherd who was resisting in a panic took this opportunity to hide in a hurry, dodging the killing blow.

That werewolf herdsman Wu Sheng made a move!
Yes, at some point, the long-haired man stretched out a hand, bluffed his hand, burst out with invisible energy, and helped his subordinates block the blow.

"It's interesting." The man showed an interested smile on his face: "It's really fast light work. I've only seen this level of light work in those vampires before."

Then he looked pensive, closed his eyes, moved his nose a few times, sniffing something repeatedly: "But, you are obviously not a vampire. Moreover, this is the first time I smell this kind of smell, what a wonderful breath .”

After thinking about it repeatedly, the long-haired man stretched out his other hand and shook it out of thin air: "Well, you have successfully aroused my interest."

Zhang Ang felt that a huge invisible hand was holding him tightly. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape the grasp of this big hand. He watched helplessly as a master werewolf put the weapon on his neck.

On the other side, A Nuo, who was originally wielding a mace, jumped violently, his whole body was red, his arm muscles were knotted, and he tried hard to push something away.

But his resistance didn't last long. After a tooth-piercing sound, his new steel arm was twisted into a twisted shape by an invisible force, and his fine steel armor was also crushed into pieces. The intact arm also seemed to be dislocated, hanging down limply.

This is the strength of Wu Sheng!Beyond the strength of ordinary people!
Just relying on the technique of controlling Qi, they shattered the resistance of the three unreasonably. Whether it was Albert, who was the fastest, or Arnold, who was the strongest, they all became a joke in front of that absolute strength.

Zhang Ang only felt that the power of that invisible big hand was getting stronger and tighter, and then he began to rub and knead, as if the bones in his whole body were about to be crushed, and he squeezed his whole body. Sour and soft, like mud.

"Okay, it seems that you still have some strength, so it's fun." After a while, the long-haired man put his palms away and stood with his hands behind his back, allowing the three of them to fall limply on the ground.

"Take them and go back to the camp to play slowly." He ordered again.

No, if you really want to bring them back to the camp, you will die!

Although Zhang Ang was sore and weak, his mind was spinning fast.

But under the crush of absolute strength, there is no chance at all.

if there is no chance
Zhang Ang's mind suddenly brightened: then create opportunities!
"Wait!" Zhang Ang squeezed out a bit of strength and shouted: "We...we are members of the Holy See!"

(End of this chapter)