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After Angel's "Declaration of Victory", he stretched out his demonic right claw, activating the blood energy covering Bateman's body and continuously gathering it towards his palm.

Seeing the blood mist gathering into a ball in the palm of his hand and being continuously compressed into blood, Angel's eyes became a little blurred.

"What a charming color. Sure enough, the essence and blood extracted from the blood of living creatures is the most beautiful and dazzling color~"

When Angel was intoxicated by the mass of essence and blood in front of him, he didn't realize that Bateman's heart in front of him, which had lost all movement, began to beat slowly again.

Although the number of beats was very slow, almost once every few seconds, as the number of beats increased, Bateman's heart beat more and more vigorously and faster.

However, this abnormality that should have been discovered by Angel was interrupted by the arrival of an uninvited guest.

"Whoo~"

A fishy wind blew from behind Angel, and then a fishy smell entered Angel's nostrils.

"Ugh~ Damn it, what the hell kind of smell is this! Even the smell on a ghoul smells better than a good smell!"

Angel, whose attention was attracted, turned and looked into the depths of the jungle behind her. Through her talent of being sensitive to blood, she noticed that a vigorous life form was rushing towards her.

"Huh? There is actually this level of life in this forest? Why haven't I heard anyone in the town talk about it? Is it because of this old wolf?"

Angel misunderstood that it was Bateman who frightened the incoming creatures, so that he did not cause panic in the town.

"Did you find that the aura of the old wolf has disappeared, so you can't help but come out to cause harm to the town? That's not okay. This is the place where I live in seclusion. I am not willing to harm this group of food. How can I let you harm it?"

After saying that, Angel ignored the need to continue refining Bateman's remaining blood, and directly threw the blood essence ball in his hand into his mouth, sucked it in, and temporarily stored it in the alien space where he stored the blood.

Then, he released his fighting form again, preparing to deal with the incoming Apophis.

Because it was getting late and she wanted to make a quick decision.

Apophis, who was coming quickly, suddenly stopped moving forward when he was still 500 meters away from Angel.

It felt that the front was full of the breath of death, and it felt that if it dared to move forward, it would not get the opportunity to evolve, but the opportunity to meet its master!

Because the murderous intent ahead is too strong!

It's almost spreading to him!

It doesn’t know if taking a step forward will be hell, but taking a step back will definitely be heaven!

Could it be possible that the Pacific Ocean is still sad?

Apophis was really scared now and regretted it.

That damn werewolf cheated on it, damn liar.

This is called an enemy who is only slightly stronger than him?That werewolf really dared to talk nonsense.

Why do you target him everywhere just because you declare that your level is high, so you are stronger than him?

How dare that werewolf tell such a lie! How dare he say it!Did he really think that?

At this moment, Apophis felt that he had met a fool.

Even though the aura he sensed alone was not as powerful as the "gods" he encountered back then, even if he and the werewolf went together, they still wouldn't be enough to kill him!

What is it about his self-confidence that makes him feel that others are just a step above him in strength and are always targeting him?

Apophis is sure that if the unknown strong man opposite has even the slightest thought of targeting the werewolf, the werewolf will never live to appear in front of him, let alone be able to plot against him in half a year!

Just when Apophis was in a dilemma, Angel became impatient.

"What's going on, retreating but not retreating, advancing but not advancing, making me unable to get up or down. I have been preparing for a long time, but it can't get over it!"

"Forget it, I might as well just kill him!"

Just when Angel was about to leave, she suddenly froze.

She felt her feet being grabbed.

There is only Bateman’s body behind him, how is that possible!

"puff!"

Before she could finish being surprised, a claw penetrated her chest directly.

Looking down at the claw tips protruding from her body, Angela's eyes were filled with an expression of disbelief.

"Why didn't you die?"

Bateman's voice sounded behind her: "Thank you for your help."

"I?"

Angel vomited blood and was confused.

Bateman explained triumphantly: "Yes, if you hadn't drained my hybrid blood, how could I have evolved into the Silver Moon Wolf Clan! I am no less than ten times stronger than before!"

He looked up to the sky and laughed: "I am now the legendary king of the Moon Wolf Clan! The Silver Moon Wolf King!"

After laughing, he leaned down and gritted his teeth in Angel's ear: "Today, I will use your blood to wash away the humiliation I have suffered in the past few years!"

"Whoa~"

Blood and water splashed, Bateman pulled out the sharp claw that passed through Angel's body, and brought out a beating heart.

"Pfft!"

Angel lost his support and fell to the ground, his body twitching slightly on the ground.

"That dead snake didn't show up when it heard the signal. If that's the case, then I don't have to abide by the agreement. I originally wanted to deal with this woman and then find time to deal with you. But it's better to choose a different day. Today I'll deal with you too. !”

Bateman's wolf shadow flashed, turned into a silver light, and ran towards the direction of Lake Conari.

However, after running only a few hundred meters, it suddenly turned and ran in another direction.

Because he smelled the scent of the anaconda, it turned out that the other party did not come, but did not show up and was hiding nearby!

This behavior made Bateman even more eager to tear Apophis into pieces and take him home to make snake soup!

However, just after Bateman left, one or two black figures suddenly emerged from the trees not far away.

A small black shadow sat on a large black shadow.

The little black shadow above gloated: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's so miserable. You are being counterattacked. I just said that you will definitely be counterattacked for your nonsense. This is how it is done in TV dramas. How could it be wrong?" "

The black figure below rolled his eyes and said angrily: "I asked you to help, why are you still making fun of me?"

The black shadow above jumped directly from the body of the black shadow below, and walked step by step to the seriously injured and dying Angel.

"Oh, she's not dead yet. It seems that the vampire she calls herself has some skills. I thought the vampire was a vampire! It turns out it's not the case. I've seen this for a long time."

"Stop talking nonsense, can she still be saved?"

"Let me go, why do you care so much about her? Is it possible that you have really become her blood servant? Or do you have a crush on her?"