Chapter 213 William's Resurrection?

"The first, first werewolf, William's corpse!"

Carl's scream resounded throughout the church. William's werewolf appearance, he had only seen in the book, and the corpse with his eyes closed in front of him was exactly the same as described in the book!

Even in death, Carl can feel the tremendous pressure in front of William's body.

"Why is William's body here?"

After a while, Carl regained his senses and stood up cautiously, but still did not dare to approach the corpse of William who was imprisoned in the statue.

"What is the purpose of imprisoning the corpse in the statue of God?" Carl is now full of doubts, his heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

"Could it have something to do with the changes in this small town?" Such a terrifying thought suddenly appeared in Karl's mind. William was the original werewolf and the most powerful werewolf, an existence that even the Church could not kill.

Carl had always thought that William was imprisoned in this town voluntarily, and even William's own diary said that he was willing to stay here.

But looking at the current situation, it seems that there are some secrets in it.

History is definitely not as simple as handed down!

At this moment, Carl suddenly thought of something, and his expression changed.

"I remembered that the last page of William's diary seemed to be torn off." Carl frowned, thinking, "On the back of the book, only a little mark was left. I carefully observed a Fan."

"What exactly was written?" Carl frowned, thinking constantly, "Damn, I forgot at the critical moment!"

"Now the town has become so chaotic again, the library has been burned down, where can I find William's diary." Karl thought of this, and his heart was very irritable.

Obviously there is still one step away from the truth, but I just can't touch it!

boom!

The more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and he put his foot on the base of the statue.

Boom!

As Carl kicked to the pedestal, William's body above the pedestal also lost its balance and hit the ground directly, startling Carl.

"Is that an illusion just now?"

Carl stared suspiciously at William's body on the ground,

Some can't believe it.

Just now, William's body seemed to move?

Thinking of this, an icy cold rushed to the brain from the soles of Carl's feet, causing Carl to step back quickly.

How powerful would William be if he wasn't dead?

Karl knew that the power of the werewolf would increase with age and become stronger and stronger!

In general, werewolves can live up to a hundred years.

According to the theory, a werewolf who lived to be a hundred years old would be able to defeat the archbishop of the church!

However, in this small town, so far, no werewolf has lived to 100 years old, and the oldest one is only in his sixties!

If William was still alive, a werewolf several hundred years old, with such strength

Pushing down according to this, Carl couldn't help shivering, and quickly turned around and ran to Van Helsing's side.

"Van Helsing, wake up! Something happened!" Karl shook Van Helsing's shoulder frantically, trying to shake him awake.

"What's wrong?" Van Helsing opened his eyes and looked at Carl, who looked anxious.

"See for yourself!" Carl pulled Van Helsing up and pointed at William who fell to the ground.

"Who is he? Golden hair?" Van Helsing looked at William's corpse with a puzzled expression. He had never seen a werewolf in town before he would have golden hair.

"He's William," Karl said solemnly behind Van Helsing.

"You said he was the first werewolf William?" Van Helsing was taken aback when he heard Carl's words. "How is that possible! It's been hundreds of years, and William's body has long since become a pile of rotten bones?"

"I found it from the statue of God, and he looks exactly like the one depicted in the book!" Carl said solemnly.

"Impossible?" Fan Haixin looked suspicious, "I'll take a look!"

"Be careful, I seem to have noticed that he moved a bit just now." Carl reminded behind him.

"You said it was William's body at one time, and then said he moved?" Van Helsing looked at Karl with a funny expression on his face. "A man who has been dead for hundreds of years can still move?"

Van Helsing looked at Carl and sneered: "Your nerves are too tense, you need to rest for a while, don't have hallucinations again."

"But!"

"Okay, I'll go take a look." Van Helsing waved his hand, preventing Carl from continuing to speak, and walked slowly to William's body.

"William's corpse?" Van Helsing slowly frowned. He felt a huge pressure from the corpse. "Is it true?"

Van Helsing squatted down, trying to turn William over and take a closer look at his appearance.

But just when Van Helsing touched William's fur, William's body shook again, so frightened that Van Helsing sat on the ground and crawled wildly behind.

"It's moving! It's really moving!" Van Helsing exclaimed excitedly, pointing at William's corpse with a trembling hand: "I feel it!"

Seeing Van Helsing's appearance, Carl felt that his scalp was about to explode!

A guy who has been dead for hundreds of years has been resurrected, and it is still in such a sensitive period.

When this kind of thing happened in the town, the original werewolf William seemed to be resurrected again? These two events happened to happen together, making people have to doubt the relationship between them.

"Fan, Van Helsing, you said Brother Zhang Ziling, can you beat William?" Carl came to Van Helsing's side and lightly poked Van Helsing's shoulder with his hand.

"No, I don't know." Fan Haixin shook his head. "A werewolf for hundreds of years, with such power, might be able to kill the Vampire Prince, right?"

Van Helsing moved his Adam's apple and looked at the corpse of William lying on the ground with some horror.

"What should we do now?" Carl was a little overwhelmed. There were more than a thousand fainted town residents in this church. They couldn't be left here. Zhang Ziling wasn't here at the moment, and there was another person lying in front of him at any time. monsters that can go berserk

"I, I don't know either." Van Helsing shook his hands, took out a pack of cigarettes from his bag, and took one to his mouth, but he couldn't light it with a lighter.

Carl looked at Van Helsing, who couldn't even light a cigarette, and sighed helplessly, knowing that Van Helsing was useless, and turned his gaze to William's corpse.

"Come on, fight!"

"What are you doing?" Van Helsing was startled by Karl's sudden shout, and the cigarette fell to the ground.

"It's better to strike first, in case he wakes up, the residents here are all dead!" Carl took out a silver dagger from his waist, which was given to him by Van Helsing!

"I'm going to stab him in the heart a few times."

Carl's arms trembled as he slowly walked towards William's body.