Casting spells

Until No.20 Punch!

boom!

The ice lump split into countless small pieces on the spot, and the Salas in the center of the ice layer broke into several sections.

Glancing at the frozen broken corpse, Zhang Cheng went straight to a deeper place, intending to search to see if he could find any clues inside.

But the moment he pushed open a guard room door, he was immediately stunned!

I saw seven or eight werewolves curled up into a shivering group in the narrow space, two of them were children under ten years old.

Unlike normal werewolves who would be dominated by animal nature after transformation, they obviously maintained their sanity, neither rushing forward to attack, nor raising their heads to howl.

"Who are you?" Zhang Cheng, who sensed something was wrong, asked in a low voice.

"I...we are employees and customers in the supermarket. The monster, he...he bit us, and it became what we are now in a few hours." A werewolf with distinctly female features explained cautiously .

"Oh? So you have just been transformed?" Zhang Cheng's face changed slightly when he realized what had happened.

After all, one of the reasons why werewolf nobles have a higher status than ordinary werewolves is that they have the ability to transform ordinary people into werewolves.

It's just that most werewolf nobles will abide by the rules set within the family, and will not transform ordinary people casually.

But Salas undoubtedly did not abide by this point. Maybe the werewolves who attacked passing pedestrians in Brooklyn recently were all temporary cannon fodder.

Just as he was thinking about the significance of doing this, the woman who spoke just now stood up slowly, and said in an uncertain tone: "Sir, can you rescue us?"

"Get out? Where are you going?" Zhang Cheng asked back after recovering.

"Go... go home... I haven't seen my husband and son for three days. Please, help me." The woman cried and tried to gain sympathy.

"Sorry ma'am, I can't do this. Because..."

Before Zhang Cheng finished speaking, a man in the corner suddenly showed a fierce look, and rushed forward with his bloody mouth open.

"Look! That's what I'm trying to say!"

Without hesitation, he gave this unlucky creature who had completely turned into a beast a blast of flames, ending his miserable life.

Chapter 89 Aftermath

"AHHHHHHH!!! Bob! Oh my God! You killed Bob!" The twitching corpse made the woman open her mouth and let out a piercing scream.

In fact, not only her, but several other survivors also showed terrified expressions, completely unaware that they were no longer an ordinary person with no power to resist, but a monster who could easily create a horrific massacre .

Hearing the noise that obviously exceeded 120 decibels, Zhang Cheng couldn't help digging his ears, frowned and said, "Calm down! Unless you have a problem with your eyes, it should be easy to see that he attacked me first. From a legal point of view, my behavior is definitely self-defense, not murder. In addition, if you have time to worry about others, you might as well take care of yourself first. Judging from the reaction of that guy just now, at most an hour or so, you have one after another They will lose their minds and attack every living creature in sight.”

"What?! You mean we're going to lose control like Bob?" Another young man in a supermarket uniform jerked to his feet with a look of horror in his eyes.

"Of course! Any newborn werewolf who has just been infected will inevitably go through a period of transformation, also known as the beast period. During this period, your body and spirit will undergo drastic changes, especially if you are infected. The animal nature dominated by instinct will be released, and eventually become a new race that is half-human and half-wolf. However, this change is not without danger, not to mention the threat to other people, and it is very likely that you will succumb to the animal nature, and there is no other way Get back to your senses." Zhang Cheng explained while flipping through the messy documents and books on the table.

Soon, he found an old book that recorded in detail about offering sacrifices to hell demons. Judging from the strange touch of the pages, it was likely to be some kind of leather paper. As for what it was, it was not clear.

ancient!

dark!

Full of evil breath!

Even if you can't understand the words on it at all, the moment your hands touch the pages, you will naturally understand the meaning inside.

There is no doubt that this book is the famous book of demons, an important tool used by the forces of hell to lure mortals to degenerate. It can ensure that even illiterate and blind people can perform various sacrifices according to the guidelines in the book ceremony.

Just when Zhang Cheng was about to take a look, the young man in the uniform of the supermarket suddenly jumped up without warning, brandished his sharp claws, and pierced into the woman's eyes with lightning speed.

With great strength, the tip of the claw pierced through the brain on the spot, and the woman swallowed her last breath before she could even react.

After killing the first target, he didn't intend to stop at all. He drew out his sharp claws and threw himself at the second person...

Followed by the third...

the fourth……

the fifth……

In the blink of an eye, he was the only survivor in the house, not even the two children escaped.

Looking at his blood-stained hands, the young man showed a ferocious smile, then knelt on the ground, and said in a very humble tone: "Sir, I have already cleaned up these troubles for you, and I also committed an unforgivable crime." Crime. I swear, if only you can help me through the dangerous period, I will give my all."

"Oh? How do you know that they are troublesome to me?" Faced with such insane behavior, Zhang Cheng not only did not intend to stop him, but instead asked with great interest.

"Because you killed Bob without hesitation, I can see that in fact, we people have no value at all in your eyes, and things without value are generally called garbage. Since it is garbage, it must be disposed of naturally. If I want to survive, I have to prove my worth, don't I?" the young man replied very calmly.

"So you choose to prove yourself by killing people?" Zhang Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise.

The young man nodded seriously: "That's right! I was born in a poor neighborhood, and I joined gangs when I was around fifteen or sixteen years old. To do one thing that satisfies him is to kill people. I don’t ask much, as long as I can survive, I am willing to pay any price for it.”

Staring at the other party's eyes full of desire to survive, Zhang Cheng suddenly smiled, took out the latest flip phone in his pocket, and dialed the lawyer's number.

For about ten seconds or so, Polman's nervous voice came through the microphone: "Hello! Your Excellency, are you all right? Everything is done inside?"

"Ah, it's all settled. But now there is a little trouble. Salas used his noble blood to transform a few ordinary people. I want to know how to deal with these people under normal circumstances?" Zhang Cheng pretended asked easily.

"Ordinary people?! How many? If there are too many, they must all be cleaned up! Because once they go crazy, there is no way to clean them up. If the number is small, you can consider collecting them for your own use. I know a hermit who lives in New York The old werewolf, he can help train the newborn werewolves who are dominated by animal nature." Polman quickly gave a suggestion.

"Hehe, it seems that your luck is good." Zhang Cheng glanced at the young man kneeling at his feet, and then continued to speak into the microphone: "There were seven or eight others just now, but now there is only one left, and I plan to give him An opportunity. Plus, you can come in and clean up the scene. I have some things to rush back."

"Understood! Please rest assured that I will take care of everything."

"Remember! No matter what you saw tonight, it's best not to tell others, otherwise..."

"I don't see anything! I don't hear anything!"

"very good!"

……

Accompanied by the beeping busy tone from the receiver, Polman finally breathed a sigh of relief, took out a tissue to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly took the elevator downstairs, and rushed into the warehouse after a while.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw frozen corpses all over the place, as well as the head that belonged to Salas.

"Oh - my God! This is really a novel way to die!" The lawyer's mouth twitched and he took two steps forward, randomly tore off a dust-proof cloth, wrapped the head up, and planned to take it away.

Because the witch Catherine has already offered a high price of two hundred gold dinars as a reward for arresting this troublesome werewolf.

But before he finished packing, a shadow slowly came out from the darkness.

"Who?! Who are you?" Polman was obviously taken aback, and he pulled out a short silver-plated dagger and asked loudly.