Chapter 211 Alone Against the Small Town Werewolf

Over the town, the full moon hangs high, and Zhang Ziling stands alone on the mountain.

Below Zhang Ziling, one after another werewolves rushed towards Zhang Ziling, but one by one their heads were chopped off, and their bodies fell to the ground.

The mountain road has been dyed red with blood!

Behind Zhang Ziling, there were a lot of unconscious werewolves, all of them turned back into humans, their faces covered in blood.

"This" Van Helsing opened his mouth, not knowing what to say.

"Brother Zhang Ziling, is he screening?" Carl saw Zhang Ziling cut off a werewolf's head while knocking out another werewolf and threw it behind him.

"Okay, it seems so." Fan Hai swallowed. During their conversation, three more werewolves died and rolled down the mountain road.

The blood splattered everywhere, but aroused the ferocity of the surrounding werewolves, and the wolf howls resounded in the sky, under the cold full moon. This picture is even a bit poignant!

A person stands alone on the top of the mountain, beheading and killing werewolves one after another.

Zhang Ziling's expression was always indifferent, as if he was doing a trivial thing.

"What are we going to do now?" Karl dodged a werewolf passing by him, looking at Van Helsing in bewilderment.

"" Van Helsing was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "Let's wait."

"The werewolves in this town are almost here." Fan Helsing looked at the corpses piled up at the foot of the mountain and couldn't bear it. "Brother Ziling, kill almost one-third of the town's residents, right?"

"It's better than dying?" Carl's eyes didn't have much sympathy. "What they've done is not forgivable."

"I have seen the changes in the town from beginning to end, so"

"I understand better than anyone the madness here, the twisted darkness." Carl looked at the fallen werewolves one after another, "Many times, I really want to burn this town down with a fire. "

"I didn't expect that so many people were not confused. All of them were completely distorted."

"I still don't understand how the archbishop did it?" Having said this, a trace of resentment flashed in Carl's eyes, "A good town has now turned into this ghost.

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"That's right," Van Helsing said with emotion. "As the archbishop of the church, he personally turned a small town into hell. How ironic is this?"

"As I saw, the archbishop of the church actually cooperated with vampires. On the surface, he wanted to judge heretics, and he was doing dirty things behind his back." Van Helsing shook his head, "The profession of a demon hunter, I Ready to give up."

"Are you going to come back then?" Karl asked, looking at Van Helsing.

"No," Van Helsing shook his head, "I still have a lot of things to do. When things are settled here, I'm going back to the cafe."

"Café?" Carl asked suspiciously.

"Well, I fell in love with a vampire!" Van Helsing smiled, "I must go back and chase her!"

"As a werewolf, you fell in love with a vampire?" Carl frowned, then shook his head with a wry smile, "Forget it, this is your freedom, I wish you success!"

"Sometimes, love comes too suddenly!" Van Helsing smiled, and then shook his head fiercely. "These things will be discussed later. What matters now is the small town."

"Then what can we do now?" Carl glanced at the few werewolves left on the hillside and frowned.

"Uh," Fan Helsing was taken aback by Carl's question, and then he gave a wry smile, "Let's go back and bring the two people here before, so that Brother Ziling doesn't make another trip."

"It seems that all we can do now is run errands." Carl looked at Zhang Ziling who was looking as usual at the top of the hill and sighed deeply.

It turns out that there are really people who can be stronger than they can imagine!

Carl's worldview was completely refreshed by Zhang Ziling. You must know that the strength of the remaining werewolves has been multiplied several times due to the stimulation of blood, and almost every one of them has the strength close to the church archbishop.

But even so, in front of Zhang Ziling, these werewolves were still as vulnerable as before!

Zhang Ziling looked at the werewolves one after another indifferently, feeling a little doubt in his heart.

Even if the archbishop is astonishingly eloquent and can deceive others, why are so many werewolves whose minds have been completely changed?

Zhang Ziling glanced at the corpses below, there were hundreds of them, almost one-third of the entire town!

"It's strange that a third of the minds of a werewolf in a small town are completely distorted!"

Zhang Ziling frowned, grabbed the head of a werewolf that rushed over, glanced at him, and stunned him and threw him to the back.

Throwing one away, three more rushed forward, Zhang Ziling started to repeat the work just now.

"Perhaps, there are other secrets hidden in this town?" Zhang Ziling muttered to himself, and then pinched a werewolf's head, "Or did the church archbishop leave?"

With the last werewolf having his head chopped off by Zhang Ziling, the entire hill fell silent. Under the full moon, only endless blood flowed down the mountain road.

Zhang Ziling took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on his hands, then turned to look at the more than 1,000 werewolves lying on the ground and fainted.

At this time, Van Helsing and Carl also came to Zhang Ziling with the two werewolves on their backs, and glanced at the corpses piled up on the hills under their feet, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

"Brother Zi, Ziling, we brought the two we knocked unconscious before." Fan Haixin asked cautiously, afraid that Zhang Ziling was now addicted to killing.

"En." Zhang Ziling nodded lightly, threw the handkerchief aside, and said softly, "Put them in the crowd."

"These people are all caught in some kind of illusion, and their reason is blinded. It is estimated that when they wake up, they will at most vaguely remember what they did." Zhang Ziling raised his hand slightly, and the more than a thousand werewolves lying on the ground floated directly to the ground. In the air, it is spectacular.

"Carl, was there anything strange in this town before?" After suspending a group of werewolves into the air, Zhang Ziling suddenly looked at Carl and asked

"A strange place?" Carl was taken aback by Zhang Ziling's question, then shook his head, "Is there anything wrong?"

"No, I'm just asking." Seeing that Carl didn't know anything, Zhang Ziling didn't continue the topic and turned his eyes to the werewolves suspended in the sky.

At this moment, Van Helsing and Karl suddenly felt a cold wind blowing.

They found that Zhang Ziling was surrounded by black magic energy!

"What kind of energy is this?" Fan Haixin and Carl were shocked when they saw Zhang Ziling's appearance.

Just looking at the black magic energy, infinite fear emerged in the hearts of Van Helsing and Karl!

Zhang Ziling didn't care about the shock in Fan Haixin and Carl's hearts. He raised his eyes and looked at the werewolves. The demonic energy around him instantly turned into a huge wave, sweeping towards the werewolves.

"Wake up."