Chapter 238 Comment Standards

Half a second later.

Lu He gave up the idea in his mind.

Lala is too young, still an underage girl, and he can't bully her like he bullied Yue Ling.

He asked himself if he was a good person, but he still had a little bottom line at present, in other words, he was a bad person with principles.

So he snorted coldly and looked at Yue Ling.

Yue Ling felt her scalp tingling. Last time when Lu He looked at her like this, she was forcibly hugged by the waist. This time...

"Lu He, don't bully me anymore. If you bully me again, I will tell Sister Sai Erya, the clan leader, and the elders!" Yue Ling's threat was accompanied by a hint of tears.

But what she got in return was a chuckle from the other party.

Roar!!!

The wolf howls rang out one after another, echoing in the picturesque sunset and the green grass.

Including the three leaders, at least 500 werewolves howled to the sky, quickly transformed, their hair grew wildly, became as hard as steel needles, their muscles bulged, their bones stretched, and the bloodthirsty breath they exuded gathered together like substance.

The werewolves of the Hela clan were going to fight to the death.

Although the clan leader and Fletcher were not dead, they had lost their fighting power. Facing two powerful humans, and several upper elves and human knights who were walking towards them.

If they didn't fight hard, they would have no chance. Amu planned to take advantage of the fact that the main force of the half-elves was still on the mountain and rely on their numerical advantage to surround and kill these people.

However, they had not lost their minds. More than half of the werewolves did not transform, and they were alert to possible accidents.

Because after the transformation, there will be a short period of weakness. Although it is not completely without fighting power, it must be prevented.

"Hela! Hela! Hela!"

Led by the leaders, waves of deafening roars rang between heaven and earth.

Wisps of black smoke gathered and swirled above the werewolf army, dyeing the orange-red clouds into ink.

Many half-elves on the top of the mountain changed color, and Lala and Yue Ling, who was struggling, trembled slightly.

The conflicts between half-elves and werewolves were all small-scale, basically one-on-one fights. This large-scale conflict with more than a thousand people has not happened for a long time.

Looking at the ferocious and crazy werewolves rushing towards her.

Yerritt's face was extremely calm, and she slowly drew out the silver rapier at her waist.

"The world... is all in my silver." She pointed the tip of the sword forward and whispered.

Her long fiery red hair fluttered in the wind, like a fiercely burning red flame, and at this time a dazzling silver-white light suddenly rose from the tip of the sword.

An indescribable sharp sword energy slowly condensed and gathered in her sword.

Buzz...

The wind stopped, the air seemed to be still, and the whole grassland seemed to solidify instantly, and she was the only one left in the world.

Swish!

Countless silver lines swirled from the tip of the sword and shot forward, like spiral gene chains.

The space was cut with silk-like sword marks, which formed a long silver ribbon that was constantly looming.

Puff, puff...

The silver lines passed through the werewolves, and there were friction sounds of sharp blades cutting flesh.

The color of the lines changed from silver to blood red, dividing the space into densely packed small squares. In the middle of the squares were dull werewolves, as if they were entangled and tied by the lines and did not move, like stone and wood sculptures.

Boom, boom, boom!

Almost at the same time, the werewolves in the small squares all collapsed like building blocks, turning into neat pieces of meat.

The blood was dripping and spilled on the green grass, and the grass seemed to be covered with a layer of bright red cloth.

This sword killed hundreds of werewolves!

The werewolves behind braked suddenly and stopped their bodies abruptly on the red and green dividing line.

The wind continued to blow, carrying a nauseating bloody smell throughout the silent battlefield, and fear was growing.

"This sword is excellent!" Lu He applauded.

"I admit that sister Yerrit's sword is very strong, but why do you say it is excellent?"

Yue Ling, with a flushed face, subconsciously argued.

In fact, she was also shocked. The visual impact brought by this sword was extremely strong.

But she just wanted to refute, want to know why, want to know Lu He's evaluation criteria.

"Because she used this sword better than me, and her control of sword energy is more delicate and skilled than mine."

Lu He told the truth.

If he used this sword skill, the power would be much greater than Yerrit's. One sword would at least cover all the transformed werewolves, but in terms of efficiency, it would not be as good as Yerrit's.

Lala rolled her eyes. It turned out that her brother-in-law's evaluation standard was herself. Only those who were better than herself could be called excellent.

And most of those who were worse than him were garbage, at most qualified.

Lala suddenly felt that her brother-in-law was too pretentious.

In her opinion, each of the three people who attacked was a peerless master, and she had never seen such a strong one among the half-elves.

"The Hela clan collapsed!!!"

Yue Ling didn't care about Lu He's answer. She looked at the werewolves fleeing down the mountain and shouted excitedly.

"Alas, it's a waste. I should have waited earlier."

Sith's regretful voice came from behind. He was wearing green armor, green all over, even his helmet was green.

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He now regretted taking the healing potion Lu He gave him, especially after the wound was completely healed in just over ten minutes, he couldn't help but regret it even more.

Because it had nothing to do with him, and he didn't even have time to say a word.

Sith looked at the battlefield. Amu, who was leading the escape, was stopped by a knight in black heavy armor. After more than ten moves, he was knocked unconscious by a flaming heavy sword.

The other three werewolf leaders were not much better. They were all stopped one by one. One of them was attacked by Mark and Lloyd, and finally knocked unconscious by the great elder's staff.

The other ordinary werewolves were miserable. They were either blown up by Yili's punch or cut off their heads by Comanche.

When they fled in all directions, they were madly harvested by Celya's arrows.

Knowing that there was no hope of escape, there were also many werewolves who stopped and turned back to fight desperately. Unfortunately, they had no power to resist the extremely powerful flame sword energy.

Especially Yrit, whose killing efficiency was amazing. Her body turned into a silver phantom, constantly flashing and jumping. Wherever she passed, the werewolves fell down like wheat being cut.

But the one who impressed Sith the most was another person.

His strength was not as strong as Lu He's other followers, mainly because his attack method was very strange.

Black scales grew on his fists, and a three-eyed giant snake stood on his shoulders, constantly spitting green saliva. As long as the werewolves were touched by the saliva, they would be corroded and dissolved immediately.

"Count Lu He, your followers are so powerful, one more powerful than the other!"

"Although I haven't seen you do it yourself, this shows how powerful you are!"

Sis flattered Yue Ling and Lala from the bottom of his heart, which made Yue Ling and Lala feel a chill.

Lu He smiled, stood up and turned to leave.

His comments were over, and it was time to go back and prepare for the experiment.

In addition, we must be prepared to face the anger of the werewolf who evolved into the form of the wolf that Ralph mentioned.

...

In the evening.

A laboratory built by a small wooden house was filled with a serious bloody smell. The source of the smell was a large wooden barrel filled with crimson blood in the corner.

Lu He stood by the experimental table, with a blood ball the size of a human head suspended in front of him.

Dense strange symbols lingered on the surface of the blood ball.

Under the effect of the symbol, the volume of the blood ball is constantly shrinking, and bursts of light red water vapor evaporate from the surface.

After a while, the blood ball becomes only the size of a fist. Lu He stretched out a finger and probed the nail into the blood ball.

After taking it out, he put the finger stained with a drop of blood into his mouth, and then squinted slightly.

After a while, he opened his eyes, his face was a little ugly.

"Most of the purified werewolf blood overlaps with the third-level blood that has evolved in the body. After removing the frenzy factor, only a very small part can be used."

Using the devouring characteristics of the Black Prison Peacock Soul Seed to continuously devour different blood power to evolve himself is a main way for him to improve his physical fitness.

The blood in Lu He's body is now more complicated.

In addition to the original third-level blood, he has also devoured half-elf blood and a very small amount of bronze giant blood, which has made his blood reach a relatively complete level.

There are too few aspects that can be used to make up for the shortcomings of ordinary garbage blood.

The blood contained in the werewolf is actually quite advanced, but it is too thin and incomplete to bring obvious improvement.

However, he can continue to purify and optimize, but this consumes a lot of time and energy, and he doesn't want to do this.

"It seems that in the short term, we can only hope for that second-level werewolf. The concentration of blood in it should be enough. I hope you won't let me down!"

After placing the blood cells in a special container for preservation, Lu He pushed the door open and walked out.

Mark didn't go to sleep, but was guarding outside the door. He recently partnered with Comanche to guard Lu He's laboratory.

After closing the door and patting Mark's shoulder, Lu He walked alone along the path on the edge of the cliff towards a large green wooden house that Sis had temporarily built today.

The night was gradually getting deeper.

The dense green branches and leaves completely covered the sky, with only a few starlight leaking through the gaps.

The leaves on both sides of the road slowly made a rustling sound, and the river surface at the foot of the mountain was slowly blown into ripples by the wind.

Lu He suddenly stopped and smiled.

Plop!

He jumped up lightly and jumped off the cliff.

In the light blue river, he had taken off his nightgown.

His streamlined muscles reflected a faint glow under the moonlight. Lu He lay on the river in a comfortable position, letting the river wash his body rhythmically.

And on the shore, Yerrit sat on a stone.

Her long red hair hung down on the right like tassels, like the finest silk, gleaming with a light red luster.

She should have just finished a bath, her fair skin was slightly dazzling, and through the slightly wet white dress, one could even vaguely see that she was not wearing underwear.

In the woods not far away, two half-elf figures with pointed ears were running away quickly with their heads in their arms.

"My lord, let me help you wash. The smell of blood cannot be washed away, so you need to wipe it with a towel."

Yerrit stopped washing her hair, slowly stood up, stepped barefoot into the cold river water, and walked towards Lu He.