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As the last word fell, a pair of bright red bat wings suddenly appeared behind him, as if they were scooped out of plasma.

Feeling the pungent smell of blood in the air, and the people around him getting more and more excited and excited, Zhang Cheng turned around and walked out of the auditorium without looking back.

As one of the very few people with a clear mind, he knew that from this moment on, this drama of countless conspiracies and rights finally kicked off.

It's just that this time, he neither knows the so-called "plot", nor does he know what plans and cards his opponents have. He can only rely on real strength to kick away every stumbling block that stands in the way of progress .

But before that, he needs to recruit a few "knights" first, and then go to receive his own territory.

"Pollman, how is the newborn werewolf training I gave you last time?" Zhang Cheng suddenly asked without warning.

"You mean Clover? Well——I'm not sure about his current state. You'd better go and see it yourself."

After answering this question, the lawyer in charge of driving immediately turned around and drove towards the residence of the "old cripple"...

Chapter 367 The New Werewolf

dark!

damp!

Gloomy!

hunger!

Clover couldn't remember how long he had been in this dark basement, let alone when he last ate.

In short, he is now bound with heavy chains the size of a bowl, and he can't even remember his original human form. He just twisted his body desperately, trying to break free from this annoying bondage, and rushed to the street to kill one by one. life, and then devour the other party's flesh and blood to satisfy the subconscious desire for food.

Just when he was about to lose his reason and ability to think again, and completely reduced to a ferocious beast, a light suddenly appeared in the air, followed by a cloud of white smoke that was blown over.

The choking smell immediately made the werewolf's extremely sensitive nose feel uncomfortable, and he retreated subconsciously.

In about two or three seconds, an old man with a limped leg in a worn black shirt came up to him and cursed in a rather unfriendly manner: "Damn! Little wolf cub! How many times have I told you? Don't give in The low-level desires in your subconscious mind! Remember! First of all, you are a human being! A human being with flesh and blood, feelings, and thinking! The second is the wolf-like animal nature!"

"Hold... sorry, old man, I don't know why, but when I smell blood, I get very excited, and the desire to kill quickly floods into my brain." Clover drooped his huge wolf head, and his eyes showed a strong shame.

"Oh, forget it. You can learn to freely transform between humans and werewolves in such a short period of time is already a remarkable achievement, and the rest of the troubles will be solved by your master. Now put on clothes for you and me , someone is here to pick you up." After that, the old man took another deep breath of his cigarette, and casually threw the clothes, pants, socks and shoes in his arms on the ground.

The appearance of the clothes seemed to make Clover smell the civilized world again. The muscles all over his body began to twitch immediately. In the blink of an eye, he changed from a monster covered with gray thick hair to a naked, handsome young man. .

After getting dressed as quickly as possible, he followed his teacher slowly out of the dark underground prison, and came to a small shop specializing in selling all kinds of old-fashioned guns and ammunition.

I don't know if it's because of staying underground for too long, or because werewolves don't like sunlight very much. In short, when a ray of sunlight hits his eyes, he immediately feels very uncomfortable.

The old man ignored the young man's reaction, walked to the counter with a limp, and said to Pollman in a loud voice: "Hey! I've already brought it to you. As a statement in advance, he hasn't completely controlled his appetite for blood and killing." desire, so it's best not to let him smell the strong smell of blood, or I can't guarantee what will happen."

"Don't worry, old werewolf, I have many ways to ensure that even if he loses his mind, he will unswervingly obey orders." Before the lawyer could speak, Zhang Cheng took the initiative to take over the topic.

"You? Who are you?" The old man frowned.

"Pay attention to manners! Old cripple! This is my loyal master, the lord appointed by the Supreme Council of North America, Mr. Zhang." Polman hurriedly stood up and explained.

Although his tone was very severe, he was actually telling the other party that you can't afford to mess with the young man in front of you.

"Oh? It turned out to be a lord." The crippled old man raised his eyebrows exaggeratedly, showing no respect at all, but revealing a sense of irony.

Zhang Cheng ignored the other party's eccentric attitude, and directly asked the young man who was standing there motionless: "Clover, are you ready to play for me?"

"Yes, master, I can't wait to get out of this damned place." Clover raised his hand to block the sunlight coming in from the window, and gave an affirmative answer without thinking.

No one wants to stay in a dark basement all day, and no one wants to be chained, even if the purpose is to control the raging beast in his heart.

"Great! I just have a gift for you. But it's a little dangerous, so the choice is yours. You can choose to accept this gift and gain power from it, or you can refuse it and keep doing it." A pathetic pawn." After that, Zhang Cheng took out a small bottle of potion exuding a strong dark atmosphere from his suit trousers pocket.

The werewolf known as the old cripple seemed to feel something, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he asked with a serious face: "Are you crazy? You actually let a werewolf who just got rid of his new life take this terrible thing!"

"I'm sorry, I don't need you to take care of my affairs." Zhang Cheng glanced at the other party contemptuously, and continued to look at the young man standing not far away.

This bottle of potion is nothing else, but a powerful magic potion created with the help of the Book of Ur, Arugal's research notes, and the blood of Volgan. Burst.But if the werewolf drank it, it would become stronger and more vicious than its kind.

In fact, through research, he has clearly known that the so-called blood of Volgan is actually caused by the night elves accepting the power of the demigod giant wolf Goldrinn to change, and it is not a curse at all.

These druids can't control the wild power contained in the blood in their bodies, so their sanity is quickly swallowed up, and they become a group of monsters that completely succumb to instinct, just like those sharp claw druids who have been turned into beasts for too long .

The only difference is that Arugal used the knowledge recorded in the Book of Ur to contaminate the blood of the demigod giant wolf Goldrinn with inferior shadow energy, resulting in the nondescript werewolf curse.

Now, Zhang Cheng re-extracted this pure and wild demigod blood, reinfused it with powerful shadow energy, coupled with the evolution potion successfully developed not long ago, it is completely enough for the newborn werewolf to obtain unimaginable terrifying power .

There is no need to worry about whether you will lose your mind, as long as you wear the collar improved from Arugal's magic shackles, even if you really become a wild beast, you will obey orders like a domestic dog.

Clover finished the potion with trembling hands, and his heart was full of struggles. It took a full 5 minutes before he took a deep breath, pulled the stopper and poured the black liquid down.

next second...

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!!!!"

Accompanied by the heart-piercing roar, his body began to swell continuously, and at the same time, silver-white hair grew.

The unimaginable pain drove the young man into a frenzy, and he rushed directly to the old cripple who was closest to him.

Immediately after the latter was attacked, he began to transform into a werewolf with black hair, and rushed to bite Clover.

Although there are many powerful shotguns in the store, neither of them intends to touch them. They completely use the most primitive weapons of creatures, teeth and claws, to fight each other. The scarlet blood soon stained the ground...

Chapter 368 The New Werewolf

"Boy! Wake up! Don't force me to kill you!"

The old cripple tried to wake up the young man who wanted to kill himself while pushing away the bloody mouth that was close at hand.

"Aww!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

But it's a pity that Clover's eyes have completely turned red like blood at this moment, and he has no sense at all. All he thinks about is tearing up the prey in front of him, and relieve the huge pain he has suffered through blood and killing. pain.

In desperation, the old cripple could only sigh from the bottom of his heart, opened his mouth and bit the opponent's neck fiercely.

According to his estimation, even if this bite could not bite off the cervical spine, it could tear the main artery and make the young man incapacitated.

But at the moment when the teeth touched the hair, he suddenly felt a cold and evil force pouring into his body, and the scratched wound began to rot rapidly, emitting an unpleasant smell.

What's even more frightening is that this force severely damaged the nerve transmission system, causing the whole body to be unable to exert any strength at all. As a result, it even failed to bite through the fur on the opponent's neck.

And through the werewolf's unique pupils, the old cripple could clearly see that the muscles on Clover's body were getting more and more developed, and even a faint black light appeared on the teeth and claws, as if some unclean things were attached to them.

Before he could realize what it meant, Clover tore off his right arm violently. The severe pain made the old man unbearable any longer, and he let out a miserable cry.

Before the young man's attention shifted, Zhang Cheng immediately ordered without looking back: "Porman, go to the car and get that silver collar."