Chapter 465: The Fallen Famous Gun and the Prince
The Eternal Forest, southern edge.

The simple fortifications built by werewolves have a strong tribal style. A large amount of refined source stone is piled up into trenches. After being strengthened through layers of sacrifices, it has a variety of defensive effects.

The total number of werewolves in this Dark Moon branch tribe is over ten thousand. Because their lifespan is relatively longer, the number of strong people they have accumulated greatly exceeds that of regular human groups at the same level.

Facing the attack of the 0555th Regiment, Alchemist Gragon and Werewolf Count jointly decided to hold on and wait for support.

If they leave this battlefield that is about to attract everyone’s attention, the other three dark races will definitely not mind robbing each other and taking away Prince Severis’s bones. But if they stand in the center of the stage, with the dark races and the premise of the battle, at least before the upper level comes to a conclusion, the friendly forces’ eating habits will not be too ugly.

Boom boom boom!
Dozens of perfect-grade battlefield elemental cannons were fired, and explosive fireballs rose into the sky and fell on the wolf workers’ works.

The temperature rose rapidly around the bombing concentration point, and the flames carrying the extremely high temperature swept towards the trenches like a surging wave. Wherever it went, the metal quickly softened and deformed, like melted wax flowing freely.

At the front line of the trench, the surface of the fortifications was burned black, and then peeled off in large chunks. The shock wave was like an angry beast, crushing everything inside.

An intensive bombing killed hundreds of werewolf warriors.

Woo!
The charge horn sounded.

The Imperial Regimental Commander Lieutenant Colonel blew the bugle himself, and one hundred silver lieutenants broke away from the original battle sequence, picked up standard alchemical knives, and launched a fierce attack on the trenches.

On the charred ground, the werewolf tribe sent out elite Steelbreakers to fight back. These silver werewolves had talents with minions and fangs, and possessed excellent extra destructive power against weapons.

call!
A lieutenant held an alchemical sword in his hand. The frost matrix covered the blade with several layers of ice. With the three talents of immense strength, bravery and powerful slash activated, he chopped the werewolf in front of him vertically with one blow.

But in the next moment, a dark shadow attacked.

The Steelbreaker’s white wolf fangs bit the alchemical sword into pieces, and its sharp wolf claws cut through the lieutenant’s source of power armor. With just one move, he ripped open the lieutenant’s belly, and blood and broken intestines immediately gushed out of the abdominal cavity.

The two lieutenants immediately surrounded him, but the Steelbreaker Werewolf was not afraid and rushed forward to kill them.

At the edge of the battlefield, the lieutenant colonel picked up a sniper rifle and occasionally shot and killed the enemies at the offensive nodes.

As gold, even though it is more powerful than silver, its energy is not infinite.

Body, energy and soul are the three elements of extraordinary life. Once the energy is exhausted, the overall combat power will be reduced by more than half, and at that time it will be hunted by powerful enemies.

The attack lasted a quarter of an hour.

More than thirty lieutenants were killed in the battle, and some of them had lost their courage and were ready to retreat for rest.

But the werewolf tribe went against their usual practice and turned from defense to offense, pushing out all the Steelbreakers.

The lieutenant colonel suddenly felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next moment, a group of extremely difficult to identify scarlet-robed vampires appeared in the blood-red moonlight.

——Reaper Company.

This kind of special force that specializes in stealth, speed, assassination, and tactical support is basically equipped in every vampire brigade. The appearance of the Reaper indicates that enemy support is on the way here, and is definitely not far away.

Hundreds of Reapers joined the battlefield, transforming into wisps of red light and moving around, destroying each firepower point of the 0555th Regiment one by one.

The lieutenant colonel gritted his teeth and cursed the military headquarters that issued the order to seize the ship and the friendly forces that missed the opportunity to fight.

“Second Battalion, hold your ground!”

“The charging troops retreat!”

“Provide fire coverage, and move the transport vehicle over to provide support!”

“All units of the 0555th Regiment, withdraw from the battlefield!”

The attacking force, which was in the second echelon, received an order to hold their ground. They would cover the retreat of the elite lieutenants, and heavy casualties were inevitable.

Boom boom boom!
The battlefield elemental cannon fired at all costs, and the overload caused the gun bay matrix to collapse.

“Everyone, cast light on the black judgment!” shouted the lieutenant colonel.

All at once, the Empire’s soldiers threw out the Black Judgment Grenades equipped by the military. Thousands of explosions occurred almost simultaneously. The additional damage to flesh and spirit, as well as the excellent true damage effect, caused the Werewolf Tribe to suffer the greatest casualties since the war began, with more than 2,000 people killed and more than half of the Steelbreakers lost.

The strategic retreat began immediately after the explosion. But at this moment, a circle of hazy moonlight echoed.

The werewolf priest activated the moon magic and created the war weapon – the Corpse Collector. The flesh and blood on the ground were used to form a giant that was 100 meters tall. From a distance, it looked like a mountain of rotten meat.

The Empire usually calls this kind of weapon the “King of Junk”, but it is undeniable that such cheap and powerful technology does have good effects in actual combat.

The Garbage King punched the ground again and again, and its huge weight was the most suitable weapon. After smashing some non-commissioned officers and soldiers into meat paste, its size continued to grow.

The lieutenant colonel raised the source power sniper rifle, and the muzzle spurted out strong dawn source power.

boom!
A beam of light shot up into the sky and shattered the Junk King’s chest. At the same time, the Werewolf Count slashed out a crescent arc and took advantage of the gap in the enemy’s attack to cut off his arm from a distance.

The severed arm flew out, blood splattering.

The lieutenant colonel covered his wound and shouted angrily: “Second Battalion, retreat. I will cover your retreat!”

Before he finished his words, a strange gunshot rang out, rapid and fierce, like a flash of thunder.

On the battlefield, before the Werewolf Count put away his sword, his head exploded. The energy bullet that resounded instantly hit his skull and directly shattered his territory.

The moment he revived, the micro-natural enemy bullets appeared in front of him. The two attacks were closely connected, killing the golden-level werewolf earl on the spot.

Bang bang bang!
Countless gunshots rang out one after another.

Every time there was thunder, an elite werewolf would explode on the spot.

It was as if judgment had come, and death shrouded the battlefield.

The Reapers looked around in horror, the Steelbreakers were at a loss, and the lieutenant colonel looked as if he was in a dream as he watched the elite enemy troops explode and die one after another.

A grey warhorse charged into the makeshift fortification, with silver light slashing from afar, and the sharp and heavy blow chopped the Garbage King vertically, and the steaming flames annihilated it into ashes in the blink of an eye.

——Dragon Spear Technique·Splendid Gray.

Along with endless death, the gray warhorse rushed into the core of the fortification. In the Originium house, a white skeleton lay flat on the ground. Not far away, the alchemist Gragon was trembling.

“Don’t kill me, I’m an alchemist!”

Yu Jianyue sat sideways on the horse’s back and said with a smile, “It does have some value.”

boom!
Jiang He shot Gragon and his headless body fell to the ground.

“it’s gone now.”

Yu Jianyue shrugged. In the eyes of the master alchemist, alchemists were indeed no different from ordinary people.

Jiang He came to the prince’s skeleton and fired a shot, causing the entire fortification to collapse and rubble to fly everywhere.

But the skeleton was intact.

Prince Serifus has immortal-level bones.

Yu Jianyue said with emotion: “The seventh clan, Serifus, also known as the Blood Clan, has been rapidly declining since a hundred years ago. Considering the age and condition of this prince, it is unlikely that he died of natural causes.”

Jiang He remained silent. According to the records and inheritance of the Si family, the prince was already a well-known strong man. Most of the peak ancestors on the next level had to stay in the blood pool to sleep during their long activity cycles due to factors such as lifespan, failure to be promoted, combat injuries, etc. It was said that some ancestors were promoted to a higher level, but it did not affect the prince’s outstanding combat power and lofty status.

But at this moment, such a strong man actually died here. Even though he once held a famous gun, he still could not change the ending. The strength of the person behind the scenes can be seen.

Jiang He asked: “Among the blood clan, which clan is the first ancestor closest to?”

“Serifus.” Yu Jianyue answered thoughtfully, “The first clan of the blood race only has one ancestor. That ancestor often mobilizes the manpower and resources of Serifus, so they are relatively close. I don’t know about the others. They are not often mentioned in the Yu family tradition.”

Jiang He thought of Lilith’s coffin bearer, the vampire marquis who possessed a rare talent from the Serifus clan.

He couldn’t help but touch his forehead. The mark of the Scarlet Moon was hidden there. If it were to be revealed to the world of eternal darkness, a strong man who could kill the Prince of the Famous Spear would probably come immediately.

“Without the Sin Hunters, I would probably be dead.”

(End of this chapter)