I Summon the Shadow Corps in the American Manga

Biological judgment is a very interesting thing.

It's sometimes horribly accurate, and sometimes it's far from the truth.

The young werewolf thought he could take out Elise's heart, so he did it.

He reached out and grabbed Elise's heart.

At the moment of contact, Elise gently raised her hand and grabbed the young werewolf's arm.

The sharp claws pierced the shirt on Elise's left shoulder, but she could not go any further.

Elise stared at the young werewolf with blue eyes and said word by word: "Feel the power of Alpha."

An unknown premonition surged in the young werewolf's heart, and he pulled back with all his strength, but Elise was holding her tight and unable to move.

"Go to hell!" Then he grabbed Elise's chest with his left hand.

"It's you who deserve to die, murderer!" Elise suddenly let go of the young werewolf, raised her right foot with a flashing blue light and kicked the young werewolf in the chest.

Through the clothes, the sound of bone cracking from the chest could be clearly heard.

A big chunk of his chest collapsed.

The young werewolf opened his mouth and spurted out a large pool of blood in mid-air. Before he could fall freely, Elise flashed to the young werewolf's side, grabbed the man's collar with one hand, raised his left fist and hit him hard on the face.

Punch after punch, punch to the bone.

With the blood and flesh splashing in the air, and the painful blows one after another, the young werewolf gave up struggling. His brain thoughts gradually blurred, and the fists in front of him also changed into three or four and gradually became blurred.

"Kill me." The young werewolf seemed to have thought of something and opened his bloody mouth.

"I'll help you." Elise showed disgust, her right hand, which was stained red with blood, showed its sharp claws, and then sent it towards the young werewolf's chest.

A slowly beating heart is held in the hand.

The young werewolf let out a murmur of unknown meaning in his throat, as if he was repenting and longing for the hope of life.

The unfocused look in his eyes announced the man's death.

Elise shook off the blood beads on her hands and tied up her long hair.

The bloodstains on her body and her pretty profile make her look like a demon, Elise, yyds!

Sensing Kerry's gaze, Elise turned around and stared at Kerry, provocatively sticking out her tongue and licking her lips.

Kerry glanced at Alice guiltily, but saw that she was looking towards the second floor, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Well, it's simple." Elise dropped the blackened heart in her hand.

Looking at Elise covered in blood, Kerry couldn't help but feel helpless. The fighting style here was really tough.

"What are you looking at?" Elise asked curiously when she noticed that Alice was staring at the second floor non-stop.

"This thing doesn't seem that simple." Alice raised her hand and pointed to the villa on the second floor: "There is still a faint breath there."

"Go and see."

Stepping on the wooden stairs made a slight creaking sound.

The decoration of the corridor on the second floor of the werewolf boy's home is obviously different from that on the first floor.

Murals full of weird paintings are distributed on both sides.

There are two medieval Jesus statues in the entrance corridor, but the strange thing is that the Jesus in these two statues has a ferocious face and holds a spear with the enemy's head in his hand.

This is obviously not in line with the character of Jesus and the Mother of God. If someone slaps you in the face, he will tell you a lot of truths. How can he use force with you?

Kerry silently took note of the strange statue, and maybe asked Elise if she had any clues about the statue.

Alice, who was walking at the front, raised her right fist to signal the two of them to stop.

Pointing to the room on the right, Alice whispered: "It's right inside."

The dark purple wooden door made of unknown wood was carved with the same pattern as the statue he had seen in the corridor before. Kerry was going to call it: "Constipated Jesus Picture."

After all, it looked like it was constipated, with a hideous face.

"I'll open the door."

Kerry, who had no presence in the whole scene, took a step forward and reached out to hold the door handle.

Use your right hand slightly.

But the next second, the wooden door exploded, and a cold red light hit Kerry.

He found that his body was flying into the air, smashing the guardrail of the second floor and hitting the floor that Elise had knocked over before. Next to him was the nameless werewolf youth with his eyes open and his heart ripped out.

"Kerry!" Alice stuck her head out.

"I'm fine." Kerry coughed twice, his body exuding a faint golden light.

"Oh." Alice was relieved and turned to stare at the room with the broken door panel.

The room was filled with rich blood, blocking their sight.

The sense of smell can detect nothing but the smell of blood.

They didn't know what was going on inside.

"Let me do it!" Kerry stood up with his hands on the ground, picked up the board at hand and ran back to the second floor.

After observing a burst of red light, Kerry threw out the wooden board in his hand.

The wooden board drew an arc in the air, crossing the door frame less than 10 centimeters, and the red mist floating in the air seemed to be alive.

First, it suddenly shrank inwards into a ball, and then hit the wooden board hard.

The poor wooden board instantly exploded into pieces and fell to the ground.

"Fuck." Kerry's pupils shrank. With the power that the blood mist showed just now, if it hit a person, it would break a few bones.

Fortunately, he had some of the angel's holy power after killing Baker, which effectively neutralized the attack of the blood mist.

The three of them looked at the blood mist and thought about how to enter the blood mist.

"It depends on the situation."

"This blood mist looks alive."

"It seems to be protecting something."

"There must be a conspiracy here."

"So what are we going to do?" Alice crossed her hands, feeling bored whenever she encountered something that used her brain.

After all, the two people around him are masters of solving crimes, so why should I bother?Wouldn't it be nice to be a thug behind the big guys?

Kerry looked around, and then saw the young man's body on the first floor.

"Uh, Elise, do you werewolves pay attention to things like fallen leaves returning to their roots?" Kerry glanced at Elise.

"Falling leaves return to their roots? Why do you ask this?" Elise was confused and didn't understand why Kerry suddenly asked about this?

"Well, because I have an immature plan that requires the corpses of your kind." Kerry motioned to Elise to look towards the first floor.

"...There is no such custom." He rolled his eyes helplessly and sighed: "This guy has killed so many people, and he doesn't deserve his fellow tribesmen to collect their bodies for him."

"That's enough." Kerry ran back to the first floor and picked up the young werewolf's body.

"Are you going to throw it in?" Alice saw Kerry carrying the body outside the room.

"Well, practice brings out the truth." Kerry motioned to Elise to lend a hand, and the two held their legs and arms, one on the left and the other on the right, and then threw them hard towards the house.

The blood mist immediately sensed the intruder, formed a small group and rushed towards the corpse.

"It seems the result is still the same. This blood mist doesn't allow..." Before Kerry could finish his words, he saw that the blood mist flying towards the corpse seemed to have noticed something, and it felt like an electric shock at the moment it was about to touch. Bounce.

"It seems to have self-awareness, no, or it is like an access card. This werewolf belongs to the category of allowed access?" Kerry pinched his chin and analyzed carefully.