Chapter 121: Hunting the Wolf
Lucien stood in the center of the melee, swinging his fists, striking out in all directions, sending four or five young werewolves who lunged at him, foolishly attempting to challenge the Lycan King, flying.
Getting into the swing of things, after knocking down several overconfident youngsters,
Lucien pointed his finger at a few werewolves watching the spectacle from the periphery of the melee circle.
"You, you, you, and you, come on!"
The strong and sturdy individuals Lucien pointed to were Elder who had followed him for many years, all ruthless characters who had been injected with Perfect Blood.
"Roar!"
A strong man who was pointed at showed no fear whatsoever. He stripped off his upper garment, revealing a body of strong muscles, pushed aside the werewolves blocking his way, and squeezed into the melee circle.
Bang! He sent a young werewolf blocking his path flying with a punch, then grabbed the back of the heads of two werewolves fighting fiercely and slammed their heads together.
Bang! The strong White strong man quickly charged into the innermost part of the melee circle, leaped up in a dive, and mercilessly smashed a heavy punch towards Lucien's cheek.
Bang! Lucien raised his right arm and forcefully blocked the White strong man's punch. He lifted his leg and delivered a kick to his chest and abdomen.
The White strong man grunted and was sent flying directly by the kick, crashing into the crowd.
After knocking down two young werewolves, he shakily got back up and charged towards Lucien again.
In the crowd, two more strong man simultaneously lunged at Lucien from the left and right.
Lucien was fueled by the alcohol; a fire seemed to burn in his chest. Fighting one against three, he didn't lose ground at all.
......
"Roar! King!"
A somewhat hot-blooded Sam excitedly shouted towards the center of the arena. He couldn't help but swing his upper garment, wildly cheering for Lucien.
He didn't forget to call out to his friend beside him, "Hal! Where are you?"
He turned his head and suddenly found that the friend who had just been squeezed beside him was gone.
Sam looked around in confusion. It was lively in front of him, with a crowd shouting and roaring madly, but beside him, it was empty. Over a dozen people had vanished without a trace at some point.
Sam subconsciously turned his head and came face-to-face with two Paper Soldiers who had crept up behind him.
Sam looked at the two Human Soldier wearing Black Demon Battlegear and Full-face Helmets, then at the gleaming syringes in their hands. The sharp Needles glinted with a cold light.
The Green Liquid in the syringe clearly wasn't anything good.
Sam blinked, feeling a bit bewildered.
The two Paper Soldiers also hadn't expected this guy to suddenly turn around.
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment.
Sam's gaze flicked to the side, watching two similarly dressed Soldier dragging out their companions' "Corpses".
Only then did he react, his entire body tensing as he awakened the primal Bestial Nature Inside the Body.
"Howl..."
Sam let out a warning Wolf Howl towards the sky, and at the same time, gray fur rapidly grew on his arms.
Pierce! Pierce! Two Needles directly plunged into his arm. Sam, whose head had just transformed into a Gray-haired Werewolf Leader, lowered his head, blinking his bewildered eyes that resembled a husky's.
He watched helplessly as the two black-armored figures injected the Green Liquid Agent into his body.
"Thump!"
The double dose of Anesthetic surged, and Sam directly collapsed onto the Ground.
This time, the two Paper Soldiers didn't choose to catch him but turned their Guns towards the startled wolf pack.
Across from them, the chaotic, noisy brawling arena had fallen silent at some point.
Nearly a hundred werewolves all turned their heads to look behind them.
Behind them, the large circle that had been gathered to watch the chaotic fighting was missing a full fifth of its members.
Not far away, some people wearing Battlegear and black hoods could even be seen dragging out the "Corpses" of their kin! Seeing this scene, many werewolves immediately transformed into their werewolf forms. Among the nearly hundred Gray-haired Werewolves were a dozen Black-haired Werewolves. "Who are you?"
Following the question, the snarling wolf pack parted like a tide, and the bare-chested Lucien walked out from among them.
A group of Armed soldier wearing black Battlegear and Full-face Helmets remained silent. Over twenty Guns were aimed uniformly at the wolf pack.
"Charge! Kill them!"
Receiving no answer, Lucien slowly retreated back into the wolf pack. With a wave of his hand, nearly a hundred werewolves used both hands and feet, pouncing towards the Paper Soldiers in front of them.
"Howl!"
A regular Gray-haired Werewolf stands about two and a half to two point six meters tall when standing upright. Their strong physique and flesh are sufficient to withstand regular Handgun shots from a distance.
Regular Bullets hitting them would even get stuck in their muscles, unable to injure the bones inside.
The Black-haired Ghost Wolf, injected with Perfect Blood, has an even stronger physique.
Their Strength and Speed are significantly enhanced compared to regular werewolves, and they can even be immune to Silver Bullets, which are highly lethal to werewolves.
Their strong physiques give these werewolves astonishing Speed. Using both hands and feet, a single pounce covers five or six meters.
Some werewolves can even run and leap along the walls on either side.
The distance from these werewolves to the Paper Soldiers was no more than twenty meters at its closest, just a few breaths away for these werewolves.
Seeing that they were about to be overwhelmed by the wolf pack like a tide,
The two dozen Paper Soldiers simultaneously reached behind them and took out Army Green Special Grenades one by one.
The two dozen men simultaneously swung their arms, and the cylindrical Army Green Special Grenades arced through the air, landing directly among the wolf pack.
Bang bang bang...
Accompanied by a series of muffled bangs like cans being opened, blinding Strong Light instantly erupted in the dim Sewer.
The blinding Strong Light instantly turned the vision of the werewolves, who had long stayed in the dim Sewer, completely white.
Accompanied by hundreds of decibels of Noise, the attacking wolf pack instantly fell apart. Many werewolves, unable to see clearly, frantically swung their Claws and bit at everything around them.
Several werewolves even attacked and bit frantically, falling into a state of frenzy.
"Howl..."
A Wolf Howl echoed within the Sewer. All the werewolves stopped their Actions simultaneously upon hearing this Wolf Howl.
A Ghost Wolf, twice the size of the other werewolves, stood up from the wolf pack, howling towards the sky. Amidst the rhythmic Wolf Howls, all the werewolves regained their calm, readjusted their Direction, and pounced towards the Paper Soldiers.
The Wolf Howl echoed repeatedly in the Sewer...
"Howl!"
"Howl!"
"Howl!"
......
It wasn't just echoes; there were responses. Wolf Howls rose and fell, as if the entire New York Sewer system was filled with Wolf Howls.
The sound of dense, pounding footsteps constantly echoed in the Sewer.
"Howl!"
In a Sewer leading to the Werewolf Base Camp, over a dozen werewolves ran using both hands and feet, in their most primitive beast forms, within the Sewer.
Just as they were only one corner away from the Werewolf Base Camp,
A figure hanging upside down in the Sewer flipped down. A black Trench Coat concealed a graceful figure, and two extended Handguns spat blue flames. "Spurt spurt..."
In Selene's Guns were silver-tipped Tranquilizer bullets. The Vampire's racial Innate ability combined with the Curved Shooting she learned from Sloan.
A Ghost Wolf running at the very front didn't even know what was happening before its front legs and chest were hit by two Tranquilizer bullets.
The powerful Tranquilizer took effect so quickly that the werewolf, which was turning at high Speed, directly fell unconscious while running, crashing heavily into the corner wall with a Bang.
"Spurt spurt spurt spurt spurt..."
Kicking off the wall with her leather boot, Selene directly spun around, hooking her back foot onto a corner of the Sewer wall, her upper body extending out from the corner.
Two modified Beretta F92S Handguns, in full-auto mode, were fired by her with the Rate of Fire of a Submachine Gun.
The Magazines of both Handguns were emptied. Selene landed gracefully, pressed the release, and the Magazines slid out. Click click, she loaded new Magazines. Listening to the continuous Wolf Howls and rapid footsteps still coming from the Passage, Selene lifted her leather boot, stepped on the Werewolf Leader of an unconscious werewolf, her Guns lowered. She closed her eyes, quietly listening to the approaching footsteps.
"Spurt spurt spurt spurt..."
When the footsteps reached her anticipated Range, Selene flashed out, activating Rapid Fire Mode on both Guns.
......
When the Wolf Den encountered danger, and the Lycan King issued the summoning Wolf Howl, hundreds of werewolves rushed in from all Directions.
However, there were only three Sewer Passages leading to the Werewolf Base Camp.
"Howl!"
Over twenty werewolves gathered in the Sewer, their nostrils flaring, looking at the enemy before them, baring their sharp Fangs, seemingly unable to suppress their desire to Attack.
But amidst the low growls, not a single one dared to step forward.
Click click, click click
Frank unhurriedly pressed the spring mechanism of the Ejection Knife. The sharp Flowing Cloud Blade Edge repeatedly slid in and out of the sheath. A stream of light, like a fire line, flickered on the Blade Edge, making Frank's face resemble an Evil Ghost Rakshasa.
Between these two dozen werewolves and Frank lay over a dozen Werewolf Corpses.
Gray-furred, black-furred, the sewage in the Sewer was stained dark red by the Blood flowing from these werewolves.
Frank just stood there calmly. In the Passage before him, more and more werewolves were arriving, yet not a single one dared to take a step forward.
......
"Howl!"
Under Lucien's Command, although they had been attacked by Special Flashbang Grenades, nearly a hundred werewolves still launched an Attack against the two dozen Paper Soldiers using their Sense of Smell.
Although the Black Demon Battle Armor on the Paper Soldiers could eliminate their own scent and even simulate the Body Odor and Pheromones of werewolves,
the continuous Wolf Howls of these werewolves linked them together.
Some werewolves unaffected by the Flashbang Grenades used Wolf Howls to report the Bearing to other werewolves.
"Spurt spurt spurt..."
The Paper Soldiers raised their Guns and fired, but at such close range, it only took a few breaths of Time for these werewolves.
"Howl!"
After two companions in the front blocked the Bullets with their bodies and fell into Slumber, a werewolf finally found an opening and leaped into the ranks of the Paper Soldiers. Just as it was about to go on a rampage with its sharp Claws, Sharp Teeth, and Fangs,
still not recovered from its blinded state, it didn't see.
After pressing a button on their chests, the two dozen Paper Soldiers' Battlegear and Helmets simultaneously fell off, revealing their muscular bodies clad only in short shirts and shorts.
"Howl!"
Smelling the sudden strong Body Odor beside it, the werewolf directly swung its paw and swatted downwards.
Slap! A larger green paw slapped towards it, directly knocking the werewolf's paw aside, and the huge force slammed into the werewolf's face.
The Gray-haired Werewolf charging at the front was directly sent spinning three times in the air on the spot by the blow, spitting out half a mouthful of bloody Fangs.
"Howl! Howl?..."
Some werewolves who had just recovered from the Flashbang Grenades' blinding effect rushed closer only to discover,
the black-armored humans before them had suddenly turned into two dozen green Monsters, about two meters tall,
with strong muscles, thick green Tails, and the cold Vertical Pupils characteristic of reptilian creatures.
Before the wolf pack could react, the two dozen Lizardmen directly launched a counter-charge against them.
With tons of Strength in every movement, these Paper Soldiers injected with Lizard Serum were almost completely overwhelming against these regular werewolves.
Only some Black-haired Ghost Wolves injected with Perfect Blood might be able to inflict damage on these Paper Soldiers,
but the super regenerative ability granted by the Lizard Serum made these Paper Soldiers completely fearless.
The sharp Werewolf Claws and Fangs that the werewolves relied upon could not cause them any harm at all.
Conversely, a casual punch, kick, or even a Lizard Tail Whip from them could severely injure these werewolves.
"Howl!"
In the wolf pack, Lucien, who had been moving around in the center, saw this scene before him and suddenly let out a Wolf Howl towards the sky.
However, this howl was not for an Attack.
As the Wolf Howl sounded, the attacking werewolves scattered and fled towards the three Passages, avoiding the Lizardmen.
Further away, in the Sewer, the werewolves who were constantly rushing to reinforce and rescue the King also began to scatter and flee after hearing the Wolf Howl.
"Want to escape? It's not that easy. You are the Meeting Gift I, Boss Wei, prepared for the welcoming feast!"
The silver Rapier in Lane's hand flickered with points of starlight. Every Rapier thrust accurately hit a werewolf's Forehead, leaving a Red Dot on their Forehead.
......
Above the Werewolf Base Camp, several Paper Soldier Squads had assembled.
They stood on Black Demon Gliders, and the visors on their Helmets continuously displayed Coordinate values.
"Here!"
On the Ground two kilometers away from the Werewolf Base Camp, a team of Paper Soldiers descended from mid-air on Black Demon Gliders.
Looking at the Sewer entrance on the Ground, it coincided with the target point displayed on their visors.
The Paper Soldier Vice-Captain with the Codename King of Hearts transmitted the combat Order to his Subordinate.
Two Soldier stepped forward and pried open the cover of the Sewer, revealing the pitch-black Sewer below, filled with a Foul Smell.
Over a dozen Paper Soldiers didn't hesitate at all. They put away their Black Demon Gliders and jumped directly into the Sewer entrance.
......
In the Sewer, the sound of rapid running constantly echoed. It was the sound of the werewolves who had come to support the Wolf Den retreating.
Unfortunately, their retreat routes were all blocked. Several Sewers leading to the Wolf Den, totaling ten kilometers.
At this moment, they had been completely sealed off from the periphery by several Paper Soldier Squads.
Any werewolves who heard the Wolf Howl and rushed to the Rescue, had their retreat routes cut off by Paper Soldiers from several squads of the Hearts and Diamonds suits, who had arrived via Black Demon Gliders.
And in the middle of the Passages, Lane, Frank, and Selene were like three iron chains spanning a river, preventing the werewolves inside the Werewolf Base Camp from getting out and the werewolves outside who wanted to provide Rescue from getting in.
(End of chapter)