A black doctor from a certain American comic

Lucian is indeed the most powerful werewolf, which can be seen from his size. Other werewolves are only two meters tall. Lucian's height is close to four meters. His strength, speed, and healing ability are not comparable to other werewolves.

It's a pity that the positive energy that Murphy instilled in Amelia is not ordinary. Amelia has transcended the category of ordinary vampires.

After Amelia slashed down with her sword, she sheathed her sword and stood.

"You won." Lucian said something full of unwillingness, and then a line of blood appeared on his neck, which was nearly four meters high. His head tilted, and he fell to the ground, dead.

While Amelia and Lucian were fighting, Serena also neatly eliminated Lucian's three remaining men.

"Great Elder!"

After Lucian and the death squads he rushed over were all dead, Amelia's men hurried over, led by a female vampire named Semira. When they saw the corpse on the ground, they half-knelt on the ground in fear.

"A group of trash, twice as many as the other party, can actually let others come here. It took such a long time to come. Are you planning to wait for me to die so that you can collect my body for me?" Amelia said coldly. shouted.

She was extremely angry. If it weren't for the large amount of positive energy injected into her by Murphy, which made her strength soar, she might have been killed by Lucian.

What's the use of having a guard for so long!

"The Great Elder clearly knows that this subordinate and others have no such intention!" Amelia's guard Semira and others were startled and said quickly.

They also felt that they were wronged. The werewolves fought to the death, almost without caring about their personal safety. They also had various weapons aimed at them, which were not easy to deal with at all...

"Okay, get up!" After Amelia got angry, she took a deep breath and said, "Kill all the invading werewolves. I don't want what happened today to happen again!"

Lucian led the werewolves to fight to the death, which certainly brought about a crisis, but from another perspective, after all that Lucian had brought, it would be basically impossible for there to be large-scale gatherings of werewolves in the future.

After Amelia and Serena joined the battle to suppress the werewolves, all three hundred werewolves were quickly slaughtered, and no one escaped.

Amelia's men also suffered heavy losses. Of the 600 elite vampire legions, after the battle, only about 200 were left.

But this was obviously worth it to Amelia. Two of the three elders died, and all the old enemy werewolves were killed. From then on, her family became the dominant one in Western Europe, and no one could compete with her.

The annihilation battle was over, and the entire vampire castle was filled with the smell of werewolf blood. Amelia waved to the living vampires to clean up the corpses, and she walked out of the vampire castle, facing the rising sun, golden Sunshine stretched out his hands and hugged with his eyes closed.

"It's been one thousand four hundred years!" Amelia said with emotion: "It's been one thousand four hundred years, but I didn't expect that one day I would be able to see the sun again."

Beside Amelia, Serena also stretched out her hand to welcome the sunshine. She had not seen the sunshine in six hundred years!

……

The sun still rises and the days have to shine.

Running out to deal with werewolves early in the morning consumes a lot of energy and will inevitably make people hungry.

Fortunately, Murphy was gentle and considerate, and had already thoughtfully prepared a large amount of milk for Amelia and Serena to help them regain their strength.

Murphy, who was smoking on the side, looked at Amelia and Serena, who had carried the gun together. The relationship between the two had become much closer. They were shooting out their tongues at each other and licking the milk juice left at the corners of each other's mouths. .

It's good, they are all my wings, and it is inevitable that they will be intertwined occasionally.

"Now we only have the last trouble that is not a trouble, William, the ancestor of werewolves!" Amelia was wearing a tulle dress, her slender and graceful figure was looming, and her fair and jade-like skin was eye-catching.

William, the ancestor of the werewolf, was imprisoned in a dark prison. In the past, Victor allowed William to survive in order to threaten Marcus and achieve a balance of terror.

Now both Marcus and Victor are dead