Beauty Hunter - 13

page views:1 Publication date:2023-03-24

Sakuma Mizue's body cried out in ecstasy, "Ahhh...it hurts...it's so hard...it's so numb...stop stabbing...hahaha...ahhhhh...I...I...ahhhhhh...so excited..."
After being poisoned by the aphrodisiac, Sakuma Mizue felt as if her personality had split into two, unable to control her own body, shamelessly throwing herself into the enemy's arms. She not only hugged Malone's broad chest tightly, but also spread her legs to clamp his hands that were caressing her private parts, twisting her waist and swaying her hips to allow him to gently tease and stimulate her.
Deep within Sakuma Mizue's heart, she was desperately blaming herself, cursing, "Sakuma Mizue, how could you be so useless? How could you just give in to the enemy like this? Do you even deserve the eternal youth who died for you? Don't feel pleasure! You can't feel pleasure! You have to find a way to resist! You have to escape!
You have to fight back!" "Ugh... resist... ahhhhhh... escape... escape... ahhhhhh... and... fight back!"
Sakuma Mizue's soft, fragrant lips parted slightly, saliva dripping down, as she murmured seductively.
But how could she resist? Escape and fight back? Putting everything else aside, even her cherry-like mouth was being forcibly penetrated by the tentacles of the Black Tiger Demon Insect, entangled and teasing her delicate tongue, making her unable to speak clearly. As for Malone, he showered her beautiful face with kisses, licking away her sorrowful tears, and licking and circling her cheeks with his tongue, leaving behind copious amounts of saliva.
Sakuma Mizue felt as if her body had become someone else's, as if it belonged to another person, a thoroughly wanton slut. Under Malone's tight embrace and the entanglement of the Black Tiger Demon Worm, she moaned with pleasure, trembling with excitement, twisting her waist in a snake-like dance, allowing Malone's fingers and the tentacles of the Black Tiger Demon Worm to penetrate her flower and anus from both sides. Her secret flower-like orifice not only contracted with excitement, but her juices flowed incessantly like a burst dam.
Even Malone, a seasoned warrior in bed, was surprised by the effectiveness of the aphrodisiac seeping from the Black Tiger Demon Worm's tentacles, making Sakuma Mizue's body so sensitive, proactive, and bold, as if possessed by the ghost of a lustful slut.
But in Sakuma Mizue's clear, bright blue eyes, Malone could still see the deep sorrow and despair within her. This little brat was so tormented and filled with regret.
Malone kissed Sakuma Mizue's cheek and said seductively, "Abandon your hatred! Abandon your reason! Become a slave to my big cock, pursuing only physical pleasure. Only then can you find happiness from the abyss of pain, the happiness of a wanton female slave."
As Malone spoke, his fingers, entwined by the tentacles of the Black Tiger Demon Worm, attacked from both ends, two penetrating deep into Sakuma Mizue's flower cave, and one burrowing into her slightly lower, tight anus.
"Ahhhhhh!"
Malone believed he saw a powerful sensual stimulation emanating from the depths of Sakuma Mizue's soul in her beautiful eyes, which held an unusual gleam.
Sakuma Mizue, determined to take revenge and kill Malone, wavered; her obsession with revenge clashed with the overwhelming pleasure of excitement.
"
Ah
...

A small, cherry-like mouth not only forcefully held the tentacle within, but also actively responded with a light touch of her delicate tongue to the tentacles of this lowly demon.
At the same time, the Black Tiger Demon Worm's tentacles injected venom into Sakuma Mizue's body, spraying large amounts of thick, milky-white venom into her throat, anus, and vagina, while the rest was randomly ejected onto her porcelain-like, smooth, and delicate skin.
Malone watched as the venom, with its texture remarkably similar to semen, made Sakuma Mizue feel sticky all over, as if she had been bathed in semen. She coughed lightly, spitting out the Black Tiger Demon Worm's tentacles and the large amount of venom.
Sakuma Mizue, her body afflicted by the venom, was completely numb, unable to think clearly. Her blue eyes, alluring and seductive, looked up at the lowly werewolf Malone, panting and pleading, "I want that one!"
Milky-white venom still clung to her red lips.
Ma Long lewdly chuckled, "Since you little brat have begged me, how could I not offer you this big cock to enjoy?"
Ma Long wrapped the tentacles of the Black Tiger Demon Worm around his erect penis, then used his fingers to pry open Sakuma Mizue's labia, slowly inserting it inch by inch.
"Ah! Ah! Ahhh! So good!"
Sakuma Mizue, her willpower completely useless and driven entirely by her physical instincts, cried out with excited pleasure.
Covered in fragrant sweat, she felt how Ma Long's thick, big cock expanded a passage in her narrow, tight, and wrinkled vagina. What excited her even more was that the tentacles wrapped around his erect penis not only rotated rapidly, but the suckers on the tentacles also sucked incessantly. It felt like she had been struck by lightning of pleasure! The current of pleasure shot through her limbs, leaving her whole body weak and numb.
"Ahhhhhh ...
Ahh ... "Ah! Ahhhhhh..." Sakuma Mizue, overwhelmed by the climax, clenched her teeth in excitement, her face flushed, her body curled into a ball, her vagina writhing and contracting rapidly, her vaginal fluids gushing forth. "Ah...ah...ah..." Sakuma Mizue continued to enjoy the afterglow of her climax, while Malone, squeezed and tightened by her vaginal opening, could no longer suppress his desire and ejaculated wildly inside her, his hot milk spraying out. Sakuma Mizue not only felt her vagina filled to the brim with Malone's large penis, but also felt warm, flowing liquids, including her own love juices, vaginal fluids, and Malone's hot milk. Malone, who had taken the drug beforehand, had drugged his hot milk, which quickly took effect within Sakuma Mizue's body, suppressing the power of the Black Tiger Demon Worm's aphrodisiac. As a result, the aphrodisiac affected Sakuma Mizue's brain, and her previously confused mind returned to normal. "Don't cry..." Sakuma Mizue could no longer suppress her tears. After regaining her senses, she realized that she had actually cooperated with the two lewd beasts in front of her, the shameless werewolf Malone and the lowly creature Black Tiger Demon Insect that had no intelligence, enjoying the pleasure and fun of being raped by these demons.

Even if she was poisoned, she couldn't accept that she possessed such a lewd and shameless side. Ma Long was one of the murderers of Wan Nianqing, yet she had been repeatedly raped and brought to orgasm by him. How could she face Wan Nianqing in the afterlife?
"Let me go! Let me go!"
Held in mid-air by Ma Long's hands, her alabaster-white body, wrapped in layers of tentacles, Sakuma Mizue struggled desperately, tears streaming down her face.
"Heh! Heh! Heh! Heh! Heh!"
Ma Long laughed loudly and lewdly, finding immense satisfaction and pleasure in Sakuma Mizue's remorseful expression.
The more Sakuma Mizue resisted the pleasure, the more Ma Long wanted to excite her to the point of losing control. Holding her delicate, white body, he continued to thrust forcefully, his penis circling and swirling inside her, trying to find the right angle to stimulate and rub her clitoris, giving her overwhelming pleasure.
"Ugh... Ahhh... No... I don't want it! No more pleasure! Ahhhhh... Stop going in..."
There's a saying, "crying while laughing," and Sakuma Mizue was now both wailing and sobbing, while simultaneously displaying a lewd, excited smile.
Her slender hands pushed against Malone's chest, but her legs involuntarily clamped tightly around his waist.
Until, in a state of utter submissive helplessness, she was forcibly brought to another climax by Malone.
The waves of pleasure once again overwhelmed her reason, causing Sakuma Mizue to scream uncontrollably, her vaginal fluids gushing out.
Completely limp and powerless, Sakuma Mizue collapsed onto the bed, like an empty shell without a soul, like a defiled porcelain doll.
Malone shook his head, looking at the ropes by the bedside, and said, "They were tied too loosely just now. How did you manage to break free, you little brat? When did you break free?"
When Sakuma Mizue regained consciousness, she angrily kicked away the black tiger demon worm wrapped around her, curled up in a ball in the corner of the bed, her eyes red, and cried out with resentment, "You devil! I'll kill you! I'll absolutely kill you!"
Malone picked up the black tiger demon worm from the floor and shook his head, saying, "The queen wasp's sting is the most poisonous thing, and a woman's heart is the most venomous! How can you be so vicious at such a young age? The black tiger demon worm gave you so much pleasure, and you changed your attitude as soon as you were done, abusing it like this!"
Deeply indignant, Sakuma Mizue bit her nails with her pearly white teeth, tears streaming down her face as she said hatefully, "You damned werewolf, don't be so smug! I will absolutely, absolutely kill you!"
"Heh! Heh!"
Ma Long sneered, "How do you plan to kill me? If you kill me, there's no other medicine in the world that can suppress the deadly poison of the Black Tiger Demon Worm in your body. Without my semen, you won't even survive."
Sakuma Mizue said in a cold and vicious tone, "Don't underestimate me. Even if I die, I'll take your dog's life."
Ma Long was greatly surprised by this, and praised her, "Very ambitious, very determined! I didn't expect you, little brat, to have such a strong will. Not to mention ordinary people like Zhao Fengyi, even a strong woman like Li Meisi, who has received training in exorcising demons and monsters since childhood..." "Lian, as the captain of the criminal investigation team, Lin Ying, had already submitted before I could even train you to this level. Very good! Very challenging! I accept your challenge."
Ma Long gently lifted Sakuma Mizue's cheek, looking into her eyes filled with burning hatred, and said, "As long as you're not afraid of death, come back and seek revenge. But if you can't kill me within three months, you'll die from the poison. What will you do then?"
Sakuma Mizue was speechless. Even though she was determined to kill Ma Long, she wasn't confident she could succeed within three months.
Malone leered and said, "Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. If you have enough time, come find me for a quickie, and I'll give you a generous serving of hot milk to your heart's content. Then you can continue your revenge, hahahahaha!"
Sakuma Mizue, unable to contain her anger, burst into tears and said, "You won't be so smug for long. When I personally take your dog's life, let's see if you can still laugh!"
Malone said seriously, "So what? If it were me..." "You would probably have been cruelly executed and dismembered long ago. I've been incredibly merciful to you and Lin Ying, those executioners stained with the blood of demons. I've only violated your bodies, without cutting off your hands or feet. What right do you have to say such things to me? If you have anyone to blame, blame yourself for being useless, defeated, captured,
and humiliated. You deserve it. If I were to die at your hands one day, I wouldn't utter a single complaint even if I were torn to pieces." Although Sakuma Mizue hated Ma Long, she couldn't refute this fact. Like Lin Ying, if it weren't for her beauty, she would have lost her life long ago.
Sakuma Mizue was incredibly saddened, thinking that she had survived by sacrificing her looks, while Wan Nianqing had fought to the death to protect her. She cried even more bitterly and painfully.
Then, seeing that it was almost time, Ma Long tied Sakuma Mizue's arms behind her back with rope, gagged her with a towel, and dragged her naked out of the room.
The other shrine maidens prepared for the hostage exchange, along with another branch priest, had already been taken outside under the guard of the werewolves.
Compared to the naked Sakuma Mizue, who, despite having also been raped, at least had clothes to wear, Sakuma Mizue was the most disheveled and embarrassed, completely naked.
Afterwards, Malone and his men escorted the hostages to the cruise ship's deck.
Lin Ying, who arrived by helicopter, also brought her thirteenth sister, who was also a hostage, and Sanada Shoto.
Seeing Sakuma Mizue's shameful and humiliating state, Lin Ying frowned in displeasure and scolded Ma Long, "Ma Long, you beast, you're despicable! At least let Mizue wear underwear!"
Ma Long replied magnanimously, "That's because I act with integrity. You can see clearly that I didn't tamper with Sakuma Mizue's body." Sakuma
Mizue, who had been bowing her head in shame, was now filled with anger and resentment, glaring at Ma Long, wanting to loudly berate him as a despicable and shameless beast, but unable to utter a word.
After confirming the hostage's identity and health, the two sides began exchanging hostages.

Chapter Four: The Prelude to the Battle Under the Full Moon
After a long period of imprisonment, the emaciated and pale-faced Sanada Sōjin, passing by Sakuma Mizue, bowed and said, "You little bitch, did Malone let you taste the power of the Black Tiger Demonic Insect Poison I developed? You got what you deserved, brat."
Sakuma Mizue was filled with resentment but had nowhere to vent it. Moreover, after the hostage exchange, Lin Ying coldly looked at her and said, "Mizue, you never thought you'd end up like this! Malone certainly didn't let you off easy. I won't say anything more. Reflect on your mistakes; you brought this upon yourself, and you deserve it."
After the helicopter took off, Lin Ying made Sakuma Mizue sit beside her, untied the ropes binding her hands, and removed the towel from her mouth.
Sakuma Mizue thought bitterly that Lin Ying was definitely retaliating on purpose by not letting her wear clothes. Humiliated, she refused to bow to Lin Ying, and wouldn't utter a single question asking for clothes.
As for Lin Ying, she hadn't expected Ma Long to deliberately play such a trick, exchanging Sakuma Mizue for him naked, so naturally she hadn't prepared any extra clothes. Although she could take off her own clothes and give them to her, thinking of the humiliation she had suffered in the underground demon village, Lin Ying wasn't generous enough to take off her clothes for this little girl who hated and looked down on her, even if Sakuma Mizue asked for them.
Filled with grievance and bitterness, Sakuma Mizue thought of her vow never to cry, her determination to take revenge. Yet, under Ma Long's repeated torment, she repeatedly shed tears. Thinking that she had already broken her vow multiple times, it didn't matter anymore. Ignoring the fact that the lackey of the mother and daughter she hated, Hayashi Kage, was sitting beside her, tears streaming down her face, her expression one of profound sorrow.
Looking at Sakuma Mizue, even she felt sorry for her, but Hayashi Kage didn't utter a single word of comfort. She understood Sakuma Mizue's pain all too well. But now, she wanted to make her experience firsthand how unbearable the pain of being captured, humiliated, and repeatedly raped by Ma Long truly was.
After crying for a while, Sakuma Mizue, her eyes red and swollen, finally stopped crying and said to Lin Ying with a serious expression, "After we get back, arrange for me to see the head priest of our shrine as soon as possible. I need to be reinstated immediately to participate in the final battle against Gokumon Island and the Gokumon Gang, and to wipe out the werewolf clan!"
After the hostage exchange was completed, the En no Kanosugu Shrine in Xihai City and the Gokumon Gang on Gokumon Island officially declared war. Both sides purchased modern weapons on a large scale and intensified the training of their personnel, especially in terms of magic and spells.
After several months of probing attacks, the moment of the large-scale decisive battle finally arrived.
On the eve of departure, Ma Wang specially arranged for Zhao Fengyi to see Ma Long off, and Li Meisi, who was excited to cover the great battle between humans and demons, also returned to Xihai City.
At the dock, Zhao Fengyi saw Ma Long off with a melancholy expression. She knew that at this point, nothing she said would make a difference. Even if she tried to dissuade him, Ma Long would have to go for En no Kanosugu's sake! Besides, given his current status, he couldn't possibly refuse.
Seeing Zhao Fengyi's worried expression, Ma Long lowered his head and gently kissed her delicate red lips, saying, "Don't worry so much. I'll come back and marry you after the war. Werewolves usually have multiple wives and concubines; going from a slave to a wife is an unprecedented elevation in status."
Ma Long's words only made things worse. The already troubled Zhao Fengyi burst into tears, crying, "You idiot Ma Long! Don't you know that's a forbidden phrase? No matter what comic, novel, or anime it is, if it says 'I'll come back and marry you after the war,' the person participating in the war will definitely die! You're so stupid! So stupid! So incredibly stupid!"
Forgetting that Zhao Fengyi was a homebody who loved anime, Ma Long laughed and said, "Don't worry, if you die, it'll be a supporting character! I'm destined to be the protagonist; I'm invincible. I was chased for months in Xihai City, and..." "Did I escape? I'm lucky and tough, I won't die, don't worry."
Zhao Fengyi was still complaining, "What escape? It was Yi Xiaofang who let you come back, otherwise you would have died long ago."
Ma Long cunningly whispered in Zhao Fengyi's ear, "This time I will capture Yi Xiaofang and keep her as my female slave and pet. You must get along well with that bitch and not do anything to cause trouble."
Zhao Fengyi finally smiled through her tears and said, "I won't do that. Do you think I'm some kind of vicious villain who bullies people?"
Ma Long vigorously rubbed Zhao Fengyi's breasts as a farewell gift and said, "Go and choose your wedding dress. This time, we will definitely win this battle and destroy the Yi Xiaofang Shrine."
After boarding the ship and setting off, Ma Long stood on the ship's railing, watching Zhao Fengyi reluctantly leave on the dock.
Ma Long's father, Ma Wang, came up behind him and said with a touch of sadness: This battle will not be easy! "Our werewolf clan of Gokumon Island has been fighting intermittently with the Kozuno Shrine for a century, with no clear victor. You are my eldest son, exceptionally capable, so I'm not too worried about your safety. But I am very concerned about your younger brothers. You must take good care of them; after all, we are family! The deaths of our subordinates are unavoidable, but that's my personal concern! At least in this family, I don't want any more casualties, whether it's you, me, or your other brothers and sisters."
"Don't worry, I will do my best."
Malone felt a warmth he had never experienced before. Family ties felt so unfamiliar, yet so warm. Because they were family, they could help and care for each other unconditionally. This feeling was incredibly comforting for him, who had never experienced any family affection since childhood, warming the heart of this werewolf accustomed to loneliness.
Ma Long declared passionately, "With the combined efforts of my son and me, how could we not destroy the Kozuno Shrine?"
Ma Wang, his face heavy with worry, replied more cautiously, "I hope it's as you say."
Meanwhile, Sakuma Mizue, who had been released earlier, returned to Saikai City and immediately went home.
Having lost her brother-like Wannianqing, Sakuma Mizue desperately longed for her mother's care.
However, upon returning home, she was greeted with bad news. According to the nurse responsible for Shoichi's mother's care, since learning that her daughter had been captured by the enemy on Gokumon Island, her mother's condition had deteriorated rapidly. Previously, she would fluctuate between madness and sanity, but now she was never truly sane.
Yet, her mother appeared to be a virtuous wife and loving mother, enjoying the cool air in the courtyard with a smile on her face, looking comfortable and at ease, showing no signs of illness.
She held a frog doll in her arms, gently stroking it, and whispered, "My dear! Mizue is my precious child. She will definitely defeat the other competitors and become the head priest of our shrine. You must work hard and not let your mother down."
Sakuma Mizue gritted her teeth, tears welling in her eyes, and ran to her mother, crying out, "Mom, it's me! Look carefully, not that frog doll! Please, wake up! I need your care right now. I want you to hold me tight like before! Mom, I beg you, I'm in so much pain!"
The startled mother didn't recognize her daughter at all. Holding the frog doll protectively, she cried out, "Who are you? Are you trying to harm my daughter Mizue? You must be an assassin sent by that brat! I'm not afraid of you!"
Seeing her mother's reaction, Sakuma Mizue silently wept. Who knew the pain in her heart?
The nurse tried to comfort Sakuma Mizue, saying, "Miss, please don't upset Madam. I think now that you're back, Madam's condition will improve after some time."
Sakuma Mizue had no other choice but to hope for this.
Stimulated by Sakuma Mizue's cries, her mother also wept, shouting angrily, "Mizue, how could you be so useless? How could you be so useless? How could you lose to that good-for-nothing, Enokioka? If you had tried a little harder, you wouldn't have lost your position as the head priest of the shrine!"
Sakuma Mizue, silently weeping, watched as her mother abused the frog doll, treating it as if it were her, slapping its bottom repeatedly.
Faced with the despair of not being able to survive without Malone's semen, and with her mother in this state, Sakuma Mizue could only channel her grief into motivation, relentlessly training herself in the remaining time.
Sakuma Mizue wasn't the only one preparing diligently; everyone at Enokioka Shrine was doing the same.
With the decisive battle imminent, Yakushiro, the shrine's highest-ranking priest and head priest, inevitably had an argument with her mother at home.
Yakushiro said agitatedly, "Mom, you've gone too far! I am the shrine's head priest; I am responsible for all the decisions and decisions. I am not your puppet. In short, this time, I must personally take command!"
Faced with her daughter's firm stance, Yi Xiaogui didn't confront her directly. Instead, she sighed and said, "You should know my health condition. I'm not the kind of person who's physically strong enough to live to eighty or ninety. I'm already fifty, with prematurely gray hair and a frail body. If I can live another ten or twenty years, that would be quite good. Can't you be a little more filial and considerate towards your elders?"
Yi Xiaofang insisted, "That's precisely why I want you to stay in the rear. Facing the powerful offensive of the werewolf clan, I don't want you, Mother, to be under constant tension and pressure every day." "Commanding the entire shrine in battle, not to mention facing danger, I can't let you get hurt by the assassins from Gokumon Island!"
The little demon said with a bitter smile, "Your intentions are enough. Your mother is already very satisfied. Normally, it's only right that I die before you. Everyone has to die eventually. The question is what you did before you die, what kind of life you lived. I feel very honored to have you as my daughter."
Then, with a firm expression and no sign of backing down, she said, "I'd rather die without regrets than live a few more years! I must avenge my husband's death with my own hands. And I haven't told you yet, you actually have..." "An older sister."
Yi Xiaofang said in astonishment, "How could that be? Mom, you have another daughter besides me? Where is my sister? How come I don't know anything about her? Why have you never told me?"
Yi Xiaogui said with tears streaming down his face, "Because your sister died before she was born. When she was seven months pregnant, I miscarried because of the attack by the Horse King. The deep-seated hatred of killing my husband and daughter, I waited twenty years before starting the war again! This time, you just stay behind and take good care of my granddaughter Xiaoming."
Yi Xiaofang said with difficulty, "But Mom..." "Your body..."
Yi Xiaogui said firmly, "Xiaofang, do you want me, your mother, to kneel before you agree? If so, I'll kneel now."
Yi Xiaofang helped her mother up, who was about to kneel, and said helplessly, "Alright! I agree, but Mother, if your body can't hold on, you can't force yourself. This war will likely be a long one, and there won't be a conclusion in the short term."
After the news came that Ma Wang and his son Ma Long had led the main force of the Prison Gate Gang onto the ship, Yi Xiaogui, who had taken over command from her daughter, did not immediately order an increase in vigilance.
No matter what intelligence or news the Prison Gate Gang sent out, Yi Xiaogui firmly believed that the attack would only truly begin on the night of the full moon, because that would be the peak state of the werewolves' demonic power and physical strength. Before or after that, whatever the enemy did would be a trap, and there was no need to fall for it.
On the night of the second full moon, a cargo ship entered the port of Xihai City according to normal procedures.
That evening, customs officers, on high alert, boarded the ship for inspection as if facing a formidable enemy.
As the inspectors descended the stairs to the deck, the leader discovered that a whole ship full of heavily armed werewolves, led by Malone, awaited their arrival.
Malone sneered cruelly, "Fellow members of the En no Ozuno Shrine, may you have a safe journey to hell. Goodbye."
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Led by Malone, hundreds of werewolves simultaneously opened fire, bullets raining down like locusts, slaughtering the dozens of inspectors. Blood seeping from their corpses turned the stairs into a waterfall of blood.
"Kill! Kill the men! Rape the women! Slaughter the old! Seize the young girls!"
The werewolves, moving with ghostly speed, leaped down from the deck, sweeping across the entire dock.
Gunfire erupted everywhere; the battle had finally broken out in full force, no longer a small-scale infiltration.
Besides the modified cargo ship carrying the main force, the Prison Gate Gang's fleet included several other modified ships equipped with helicopters.
After Malone and his werewolves landed, Malone led the vanguard towards the main shrine of En no Kanozuno Shrine. Malone followed closely behind, leading the main force in several armored vehicles and military trucks.
As demons, the werewolves wielded firearms invented by humans with far greater terror and destructive power than in ancient times.
Riding in the same vehicle as Malone, Li Meisi filmed the entire convoy. Not only were armed helicopters providing aerial protection, but werewolves, swift as cheetahs and transformed into wolf forms, patrolled the outer perimeter as a vigilant watch.
Li Meisi excitedly said, "With a large number of ferocious werewolves and modern weapons, your werewolf gang is even more terrifying than a regular army! You might even conquer the world."
Ma Wang chuckled and said, "Don't exaggerate. Modern weapons are very useful, quick and convenient for killing people. We werewolves are even more powerful with them."
Then he said with a serious expression, "But these are ultimately weapons invented by humans. If everyone is unarmed, one werewolf can easily deal with a hundred ordinary humans! But if everyone has guns, can one fight against a hundred? This difference is the reason why humans dominate the world, while we demons can only hide in the shadows."
At the same time as the dock was attacked, the Enokonomizu Shrine, which was already on high alert, immediately mobilized to fight back. They divided their forces into three groups. In addition to the group that remained at the shrine under the direct command of Enokonomizu, the other two groups each had more than two thousand people, commanded by Lin Ying and Sakuma Mizue respectively, and were concentrated on the main road between the dock and the shrine.
Looking at the satellite map on the screen inside the armored vehicle, Li Meisi asked, "Why can't the main force enter the city, bypass the enemy's defenses, and directly attack the main shrine of Enokokonomiya?"
Ma Wang replied, "That's the rule. Battles between demons and demon-slaying clans cannot be known to ordinary people unless they can be silenced. Since it's impossible to kill all the humans in Xihai City, our main force naturally can't enter the city openly. We can only send small units disguised as humans to infiltrate, and after they get out of the city, we'll launch a surprise attack on the main shrine of Enokokonomiya from behind."
"Woohoo!"
At this moment, a dense howl of wolves came from afar, followed by a series of explosions.
Li Meisi leaned out of the vehicle and could see flashes of light continuously in the darkness in the distance. The second phase of the battle had begun.
Before the final battle, the Enokokonomiya Shrine mobilized more than four thousand police officers and shrine maidens, who all took out syringes to inject drugs into their bodies, and Sakuma Mizue presided over a séance.
Lin Ying, trained as a regular police officer, was in charge of troop deployment, setting up defensive lines, and using modern equipment such as night vision goggles and thermal detectors to detect the enemy.
Meanwhile, Sakuma Mizue and her shrine maidens set up a sealing barrier, using traditional magic to aid in the battle.
The police and shrine maidens, who had dug trenches and laid defenses in the mountain forest, forming a fire net with firearms and equipped with swords for close combat, saw only countless gleaming eyes in the darkness.
"They're here... here they come!"
Amidst the enemy's cries of alarm, Malone and his brothers led different conscripts into the enemy ranks.
Gun muzzles flashed constantly in the darkness, bullets raining down through the forest.
Malone and his countless werewolves, swarming across the mountains, advanced in a serpentine pattern, dodging and weaving, while simultaneously charging into the enemy lines. Despite suffering heavy casualties, they successfully broke through the enemy's defenses, tearing apart and killing the people of the Kozuno Shrine.
With mouths full of blood and flesh, the werewolves easily breached one enemy position after another.
Lin Ying, who was directing operations from the rear, was astonished. Her own defensive line had been pierced through like paper, leading her to even suspect it was a false alarm from the front lines.
"Twin Peaks position, over five thousand werewolves!"
"Xishan Village position, over four thousand werewolves!"
"Highway gas station position, over six thousand werewolves!"
Lin Ying angrily shouted into the walkie-talkie, "You all better look carefully! The Prison Gate Gang can only send out a maximum of three thousand werewolves on expeditions. Are you all blind? Look carefully!"
Lin Ying mentally calculated the enemy's numbers. If all werewolves were added together, there would be over thirty thousand. His side only had four thousand men. How could they fight this battle? A truce for twenty years—had the werewolves multiplied this horribly?
Lin Ying called out to Saku Sho Ruihui, who had set up the command post and was jointly commanding the operation, in a sweet voice, "Ruihui, you need to think of a way!"
After the upheaval, Saku Sho Ruihui had become much calmer and colder, and said in an icy tone, "You can tell by looking at the strength of the demons. The enemy is divided into ten groups, with a main force in the rear, but among the current groups, only three have strong demonic power. As for the other seven groups, I bet they are using wolfhounds to impersonate werewolves, and then adding a few real werewolves to control the wolfhounds. There's nothing to be afraid of."
Lin Ying gritted her teeth after hearing this. She hadn't expected this trick. Using werewolves to control wolfhounds was incredibly easy. With the power of Prison Gate Island, breeding, raising, and training tens of thousands of wolfhounds would be no problem at all. Moreover, the ferocity and combat power of wolfhounds commanded or directed by werewolves should be comparable to military dogs.
Sakuma Mizue said, "You can't possibly be stumped by a solution, can you? Werewolves mixed in with wolves are indeed difficult to deal with. Who knows if the one attacking is a real werewolf? Should I intervene?"
Lin Ying shook his head and refused, ordering, "Abandon the current defensive line, then move to the next line. Concentrate our forces on the three groups of real werewolves. Also, set fire to the forest to deal with the dogs; fire will suffice."
Soon, a long, winding wall of flames rose in the dark forest, the flames engulfing the verdant trees, tongues of fire climbing ever higher, thick black smoke shooting into the sky, obscuring the full moon.
The air was thick with the smell of burning and blood.
The werewolf army, which had been advancing with unstoppable momentum, finally paused.
Facing the assembled police and priestesses, Malone and his brothers commanded their werewolf packs to launch a fierce attack.
The two sides initially exchanged fire at long range, followed by grenade throwing at medium and short ranges, and then hacked and slashed at each other with samurai swords, daggers, claws, and wolf fangs at close range.
"Kill!"
"I'll bite!"
"Fire! Shoot! Don't stop, fire until you run out of bullets!"
Even Malone, charging at the forefront, was hit by several bullets.
On the night of the full moon, werewolves are at their strongest. Even silver bullets with the power to dispel evil are reduced to the power of ordinary bullets. Malone, whose physical abilities are at their peak, cannot withstand these bullets. After casually digging the bullet out of his wound, Malone rejoins the forefront of the slaughter without hesitation.
A policeman, shot in the chest, feels no pain due to the summoning spell and fiercely swings his samurai sword at Malone.
Malone deflects the policeman's sword with one hand, and with his right hand, his claws slice across the policeman's chest like several sharp blades, causing profuse bleeding and internal injuries.
The wounded policeman fought on relentlessly, swinging his knife again.
This time, Malone leaped into the air, dodging the blow, and kicked the policeman's head off with his claws.
A torrent of blood gushed from the head of the wounded man's neck, and his body fell to the ground in front of Malone.
Even with séance and drugs, it was still no match for the werewolves of the Full Moon Night, especially since Malone was an elite among them.
Lin Ying, analyzing the battle situation on the map, watched as their own defensive line was repeatedly breached, though at a much slower pace.

Chapter 5: The Full Moon Wolf
Lin Ying turned to Sakuma Mizue and said, "The enemy's speed has slowed down. Now it's up to you."
Sakuma Mizue nodded in agreement and said, "Send out the police helicopters to attack the main force led by Malone, delaying their arrival. We'll eliminate Malone's vanguard first."
Soon, more than twenty helicopters took off from the new site, engaging in aerial combat with the helicopters belonging to the Prison Gate Gang in the Inner Fire Night.
The two sides chased each other at low altitude, launching air-to-air missiles and using the curves of the forest and mountains to evade the attacks. Helicopters hit in the night sky exploded into fireballs.
To deal with the werewolves, who were nearly invincible on a full moon night, the Ennozuno Shrine naturally had a method; otherwise, they would have been wiped out long ago.
This was the ancient secret technique, the "Dragon Subduing Tiger Formation," which used the power of underground dragon veins to activate a barrier, creating a wide-ranging celestial net to block the spiritual energy from the moon. Its effect went far beyond simply reducing the werewolves to their normal state; it prevented them from even transforming, forcing them to remain in a weaker human form.
However, the weakness of the Dragon Subduing Tiger Formation was that the barrier was immovable. While it protected its own side, the werewolves could regain their transformation ability once they left the barrier.
This was a race against time! Malone employed a swift, head-on attack tactic, aiming to disrupt the Dragon Subduing Tiger Formation before it could be deployed, and his speed of advance was indeed astonishing.
However, the swift attack tactic was already within Lin Ying's calculations. Therefore, from the very beginning, Sakuma Mizue had positioned the "Dragon Subduing Tiger Formation" further back in the defensive line, intending to use their feigned defeat to lure the enemy deep into their territory, aiming to annihilate the werewolves who couldn't transform when the formation was activated, preventing them from escaping the barrier.
Malone's swift attack turned the feigned defeat of the En no Kanojo Shrine into a real defeat, resulting in the loss of nearly a thousand shrine maidens and policemen, but they also fell into the enemy's trap.
Just as Malone, who was repeatedly breaking through the enemy's lines, was unable to find the altar and caster of the "Dragon Subduing Tiger Formation," the formation was activated under the direction of Sakuma Mizue.
In the forest not far from Malone, a green light rose from the ground, piercing the night sky, and then quickly spread into a huge pillar of light, enveloping an area of several miles in radius.
In the heat of battle, Malone found himself and his companions suddenly reverting to human form. Just as he sensed danger, the emboldened police and priestesses launched a massive counterattack.
The first wave consisted of police wielding rifles and submachine guns, followed by priestesses controlling shikigami (spirits) and unleashing magic with electric, fire, wind, water, and earth elements, while also wielding samurai swords.
"Open fire!"
Malone growled impatiently. His werewolf transformation dissipated, and without his sharp claws, teeth, and powerful physique, his fighting ability was greatly reduced. Fortunately, being a werewolf, even in human form, he was far stronger than a human.
Malone shouted, "Concentrate on headshots! Even if the séance and drugs have strengthened their bodies and made them impervious to pain, a head blown to mush will still kill them instantly! Cover each other and retreat outside the barrier!"
Amidst the deafening explosions of grenades and the continuous whistling of bullets, Malone led his troops, maintaining a semblance of composure and barely holding their line.
Although his own troops maintained their formation, Ma Long, who had already shot and killed two policemen and was now clashing with an enemy samurai sword, watched helplessly as his men fell one by one, their casualties mounting rapidly.
After handing over the Dragon-Subduing Tiger-Taming Formation to his deputy, Sakuma Mizue, with mixed feelings, drew her weapon, the Serpent Soul Whip.
Killing Ma Long would mean her own death, but not killing him would only deepen her hatred.
With a death wish, Sakuma Mizue's eyes flashed sharply as she said to Lin Ying, "Let me kill Ma Long."
Lin Ying resolutely refused, "I've been waiting for this opportunity for so long. Today, I will make my beloved sword, Yang Jiang Liu, drink Ma Long's blood."
Unlike Sakuma Mizue, Lin Ying appeared tough on the outside but was cowardly on the inside. She didn't hesitate for a moment before deciding to kill Malone. The more she hesitated, the more pronounced the effects of the Ghostly Shadow Curse became. The veins on her palms were already turning slightly purple; if the curse activated once they reached her heart, she would die. The thought sent chills down her spine.
"First come, first served! I'll cut off Malone's rotten penis first, then take his head!"
Sakuma Mizue led her men forward like phantoms.
Lin Ying, knowing she had no way out, inwardly groaned, but led her team to follow closely behind, declaring, "I can't let Malone go to you! If he dies, I'll make sure he dies by my blade!"
While Malone and his brother's three vanguard forces were slowly retreating, fighting their way out of the army of the Kozuno Shrine, Lin Ying and Sakuma Mizue had already committed all their remaining troops to the front lines.
Instantly, the screams and cries of battle doubled, and the number of werewolf casualties surged.
"Damn it!"
Faced with an endless stream of enemies, Malone could only grit his teeth and endure, waiting for his father's reinforcements.
Sakuma Mizue used magic to guide her, quickly locating Malone within the enemy ranks.
"Go! Isolate Malone first!" At
Sakuma Mizue's command, her elite branch shrine priests and elders, like a pair of sharp scissors, swiftly cut into the werewolf's defenses.
"Brother, what do we do?"
Malone's younger brother, fighting alongside him, called out.
Malone, sweat beading on his forehead, said, "Besides calling for Dad to save us, little brother, we brothers have to rely on ourselves."
The branch shrine priests and elders of En no Kanozumi Shrine were far superior to ordinary policemen and shrine maidens in both martial arts and magic.
Watching Malone gradually being surrounded from afar, Sakuma Mizue licked the snake-spirit whip in her hand, wishing she could skin Malone alive. With a voice as melodious as a nightingale's song, she shouted in a resentful tone, "Ma Long, today I'll make sure you die a horrible death!"
The werewolves around him were either killed or driven back, leaving Ma Long and his brothers isolated. To make matters worse, Lin Ying had also arrived with her troops.
Nakamura Hideaki, who had been guarding Lin Ying, drew his gun and said to her, "Ma Long's dog life can't be given to Rui Hui. I'll kill him for you!"
Cornered, Ma Long snatched the radio from his brother and shouted, "You old bastard, when will your main force arrive?"
Ma Wang's calm voice came through the radio: "You've advanced too far, and our main force will be greatly weakened without the armored vehicles and military vehicles. I'll personally bring reinforcements to rescue you. You give me thirty minutes!"
Ma Long roared, "Three minutes is fine! Thirty minutes? Do you want to collect our corpses?"
Ma Wang replied, "The sons I raised won't be so easily killed by the enemy."
Ma Long was speechless with anger!
Just as Sakuma Mizue was about to launch a full-scale attack, a series of violent explosions rang out in the distance, pillars of fire shooting into the air, instantly illuminating the moonlit night as if it were daytime.
The green light emitted by the Dragon-Subduing Tiger Formation suddenly disappeared, and Malone and the other wolves once again felt the powerful spiritual energy surging from the full moon in the sky.
"Helicopters?"
Lin Ying exclaimed in astonishment.
The commander who was dropping incendiary bombs and firing machine guns fiercely over the altar of the Dragon-Subduing Tiger Formation was none other than Captain Wild Wolf, who had been missing for some time.
While all the helicopters of the Xihai City Police Department were deployed to engage the Prison Gate Gang's helicopters, he led his team in a surprise attack, raiding the rear of the Kozuno Shrine.
Having contacted Malone by radio, he flew through the air, unleashing a hail of bullets as he slaughtered policemen on the ground. He excitedly announced, "Malon, I've been waiting for you to come back! Let's make this clear: the Prison Gate Gang will pay for the helicopter, and they'll charge me and my mercenaries three times the usual rate!"
Malone, now a werewolf, yelled excitedly, "Damn it! You beast! You were a coward before, running away when things got tough, abandoning us!"
Captain Wild Wolf chuckled shamelessly, "Husbands and wives are like birds in the same forest; when disaster strikes, they fly away separately. Besides, we're not husband and wife, just..." "A bunch of scoundrels and scoundrels, you can't blame me, but I stepped in to help this time, so I guess that's pretty loyal of me!"
Malone, in his werewolf form, fearlessly pointed his gun at Sakuma Mizue and Lin Ying, leering, "Fine! Let's see who's afraid of who now? This time I'm going to capture both of you and take you back to Prison Gate Island to keep as pet bitches."
Sakuma Mizue lashed out with her whip, shouting angrily, "You filthy, spouting nonsense, I'll make you die under my whip!"
Lin Ying's resolve wavered further. If what Malone said was true, it was a blissful, depraved hell, the more depraved, the happier! She immediately shook her head violently, inwardly berating herself for being swayed by lust.
"Go! My little brothers!"
Malone roared.
"What's with the show of bravado?!"
Malone's brothers complained as they attacked.
In his werewolf form, Ma Long darted through the forest, firing dual pistols in rapid succession, unleashing a hail of bullets upon his enemies. His brothers followed closely behind, launching their own attack.
Sakuma Mizue chanted an incantation, summoning her first shikigami, the Flame Tiger, which lunged at Ma Long with bared fangs and claws.
To fight the intangible fire tiger, Ma Long pulled out a magically modified magazine and reloaded.
As the Flame Tiger pounced on his head, he quickly rolled away, firing several shots that scattered and destroyed it.
Lin Ying engaged one of Ma Long's brothers, her treasured sword, Yang Jiangliu, parrying the attack's claws. Before the brother could bite, she swiftly kicked him, sending him sprawling to the ground.
Then, Lin Ying leaped into the air, approaching Ma Long from behind.
In the instant Lin Ying was about to strike Ma Long down, the question of whether to kill or not lingered in her mind.
Lin Ying, caught off guard, was kicked away by Ma Long. Her graceful body somersaulted in mid-air before landing on the ground.
Sakuma Mizue, who had flown past Lin Ying, looked down at her and angrily shouted, "Be serious! Is this all the hatred you have for this beast? Or do you want to be captured and disciplined by him?"
In addition to chanting a spell to restore her Flame Tiger form, Sakuma Mizue summoned another shikigami, the Wind Hawk, to aid her in battle, wielding her Serpent Soul Whip to attack Ma Long from both sides.
Malone, firing as he retreated, leaped and darted between treetops and the ground, his magical bullets repeatedly disintegrating Flame Tiger and Wind Eagle. He arrogantly declared, "Ruihui, even a night of marriage is a hundred nights of kindness. How many nights have you slept with me? Don't you think it's going too far to murder your husband like this?"
He added mockingly, "If I die, you won't have any semen to drink, you'll die of poisoning! Calm down!"
Sakuma Ruihui, her phoenix eyebrows raised, angrily lashed out with her whip at Malone, saying, "Do you think I'm not even prepared to die? I'll kill you!"
Malone, his gun entangled by Sakuma Ruihui's snake-spirit whip, threw it at her before the snake at the whip's tip could bite him, and drew another gun to continue firing.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
A barrage of bullets struck Sakuma Ruihui, but were blocked by Flame Tiger and Wind Eagle, which had repeatedly disintegrated and reformed, using themselves as shields.
Sakuma Mizue surveyed the battle situation around her. Malone's brothers were indeed exceptionally skilled. Although outnumbered, they were evenly matched with the clan leaders and elders of her own factory.
Seeing Lin Ying repeatedly miss her target and move sluggishly today, Sakuma Mizue, though unwilling to rely on her, still needed her strength to be absolutely certain of killing Ma Long. So, with a face full of anger, she scolded, "Lin Ying, what are you doing? Have you been raped so many times that you've fallen in love with this beast and can't bring yourself to kill him? Otherwise, give me your full strength, or did you become the captain of the criminal investigation team not because of your abilities, but entirely because of your connections with Ebisu Kofun?"
Nakagawa Hideaki, whose strength was slightly inferior, although unable to catch Ma Long, stayed by Lin Ying's side, protecting her from enemies behind.
Seeing Lin Ying's unusually inaccurate state today, even he couldn't help but show a look of suspicion on his face.
Lin Ying looked down at her snow-white arms. The poisonous curse of the Netherworld Ghost Shadow Curse had already reached her arm, and the shadow of death loomed over her heart. Coupled with the heartbreakingly suspicious look on Nakamura Hideaki's face, Lin Ying gritted her teeth, biting her red lips until they bled. Then, with lightning speed, she chased after him, her sword transforming into a flashing silver light, slashing Ma Long over a hundred times.
As Ma Long struggled to hold on with his claws, Sakuma Mizue said heavily, "Very good, that's it, kill this dead dog!"
At the same time, she summoned her third shikigami, the Water Dragon.
As Lin Ying entangled Ma Long, the three shikigami activated simultaneously.
Sakuma Mizue refused to believe that she couldn't kill Ma Long this way, but this would naturally sacrifice Lin Ying's life. More importantly, with Ma Long dead, Sakuma Mizue's lifespan would only have two months left.
"Die!"
Sakuma Mizue shouted resolutely.
Since she was going to die anyway, Sakuma Mizue cared even less about Lin Ying's life. She unleashed her Flame Tiger, Wind Eagle, and Water Dragon simultaneously at Ma Long and Lin Ying.
"Mizue, you..."
Lin Ying cried out in anger, but her blade, poised to strike Ma Long, was already beyond retraction.
At the critical moment, Ma Wang's reinforcements finally arrived. He charged forward with the speed of a cannonball, unleashing a barrage of punches that shattered both the Wind Eagle and Water Dragon shikigami.
Only the Flame Tiger continued its attack on Ma Long and Lin Ying.
At this moment, Ma Long roared, using all his strength to deflect Yang Jiangliu's sharp claws with one hand, push Lin Ying aside with the other, and take the Flame Tiger's heavy blow with his back.
With severe burns on his back and his wolf fur still burning, Ma Long roared furiously at Sakuma Mizue, "Just because I'm not showing my teeth doesn't mean I'm a sick dog! You two lewd women! If you were men, I would have torn you apart long ago, would you still be alive?"
Lin Ying, who had fallen to the ground, was extremely shocked. This brat Sakuma Mizue was too vicious; she actually wanted to kill her and Ma Long together, and yet Ma Long, her mortal enemy, had once again come to her rescue when his comrade tried to kill her.
"Are you alright? Stop pledging allegiance to that damned Ennozuno Shrine and come to my side!"
Ma Long smiled gently at Lin Ying, a rare occurrence, hoping to use this opportunity of saving a damsel in distress to win her over.
Lin Ying said with tears streaming down her face, "Forgive me!"
Ma Long thought excitedly that his training of Lin Ying had finally succeeded, and he had won her love as a reward.
Lin Ying threw herself into Ma Long's arms, simultaneously plunging the powerful Yang Jiangliu dagger, capable of severing hair with a single blow, into his abdomen, the blade emerging straight through his back, blood still dripping from its tip.
Lin Ying cried out, "I can't betray the shrine! I can't betray the demon servant!"
The curse of the Netherworld Ghost Shadow Curse had already reached her shoulder. Although Lin Ying still harbored feelings for Ma Long, she couldn't help but draw her sword.
Enraged, Ma Long slapped Lin Ying across the face, sending her flying several feet away.
Lin Ying felt a sharp pain in her abdomen, a metallic taste in her throat, and then spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground. The blow had knocked out two of her teeth. Lin Ying thought to herself, "I've finally inflicted a fatal wound on Ma Long. He'll die soon, but why am I in so much pain now? It feels like my heart is being torn apart," and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
Seeing his son injured, Ma Wang was heartbroken, but as the head of the clan, he did not lose his composure. On one hand, he sent people to treat Ma Long, and on the other hand, he led the gang's skilled werewolves in a fierce attack on Sakuma Mizue and Nakagawa Hideaki, forcing them to retreat one after another.
After driving away the enemy, Li Meisi and the thirteenth sister of the Ma family, who knew magic, rushed to Ma Long's side.
Li Meisi was terrified and burst into tears, not knowing what to do. The thirteenth sister quickly cast a spell to heal Ma Long. Ma Long angrily pulled Yang Jiangliu out of his stomach and threw it in front of Lin Ying. With a pained expression, he said to Lin Ying, "You bitch, I misjudged you. And Li Meisi, don't cry. I won't die so easily."
Betrayed by Ma Long's trust, Lin Ying nodded and shook her head, not even understanding her own feelings. After a brief moment of consideration, she burst into tears and said, "I'll miss you after you die, really, but we're enemies!"
Moreover, Lin Ying knew that Ma Long loved the young lady far more than he loved her.
After saying this, Lin Ying wiped away her tears, drew her beloved sword Yang Jiangliu, and faced the approaching, murderous werewolves.
Unexpectedly, even appearing to be on the verge of death couldn't move Lin Ying. Ma Long, writhing in excruciating pain as if his abdomen were on fire, grinned furiously and said, "Heh heh! I didn't expect you to still insist on pledging allegiance to that damned shrine. Let me tell you, I won't die! Tonight is the night of the full moon, the moment when werewolves can turn the impossible into possible!"
Hearing this, Li Meisi finally felt a little relieved and knelt down on one knee, holding Ma Long's hand.
Ma Long's injuries were so severe that even if he miraculously survived, he would certainly have to stay in the hospital for several days, just like the previous two times Lin Ying had injured him. But tonight was a full moon, and the werewolf's ferocious regenerative abilities were now several times greater. Combined with her sister's magical healing, the healing speed increased dozens of times.
Under the magical healing, the knife wound on Malone's stomach gradually healed before Lin Ying's eyes.
Seeing the hatred on Malone's face, Lin Ying, though she had injured his body, felt her own heart was equally wounded. She quickly fled, daring not to linger any longer.
Lin Ying was afraid—afraid that the situation would escalate to the point where she would have to personally behead Malone, and even more afraid that the poison curse would take effect and she would die on the spot, because she truly did not want to kill Malone. She didn't acknowledge her love for this beast, but even after denying it, she still had to admit it.
Ma Long, lying in his sister's arms, groaned in pain, saying, "I always said women can't be trusted! All women in the world are sluts! They deserve to be fucked! They deserve to be beaten! Being nice to them only brings suffering. Treating women is like treating them as slaves! Manipulating them day and night, without feeding them."
Li Meisi, terrified by Ma Long, wiped away her tears and scolded him, "Don't blame all women just because of one woman!"
After his wounds healed, Ma Long's thirteenth sister punched him in the stomach, saying, "Go to hell! You stinking brother, you actually grouped us with the women of the Enno-no-Kami Shrine!"
The thirteenth sister, who had been ordered by the Enno-no-Kami to be gang-raped, said bitterly, "The werewolf on the night of the full moon, power..." "It is indeed exceptionally powerful, but while wounds can be healed, lost blood cannot be replenished. Even with timely treatment, excessive blood loss will lead to death, not to mention the immediate death of being decapitated. You better watch out! As long as you can help my good sister avenge her at the En no Kanozuno Shrine, I will heal you no matter how many times you, my older brother, get injured."
Feeling anemic and dizzy from excessive blood loss, Ma Long said, "Don't make it sound so righteous to use your older brother for revenge, okay? I'm the one who's going to fight the enemy to the death!"
Under Ma Wang's command, the main force of the Prison Gate Gang's convoy first broke through along the main road, crossed behind the enemy lines, and then joined forces with Ma Long and Ma Wang's vanguard to attack the enemy from both sides.
Under the full force of the Prison Gate Gang, Lin Ying and Sakuma Mizue, their formation broken, could only lead their remaining forces to retreat to the outskirts of the main shrine of Enokomizu Shrine.
The white-haired Enokomizu, who had taken command from her daughter, stood silently at the main gate of the shrine on this bloody night.

Chapter Six: Old Ties
Meanwhile, Enokomizu, who remained at the annex with her daughter Enokomizu, held her child and gazed at the firelight of the battle raging on the dark mountain several miles away. Those fighting bravely and those who had tragically perished there were all members of the Enokomizu Shrine, and their enemies included Ma Long, whom she had once loved and hated. Her heart was in turmoil, deeply worried about the safety of her mother and Lin Ying.
Enokomizu did not scold or reprimand Lin Ying and Sakuma Mizue upon their retreat; as if she knew everything, she simply calmly ordered them to deploy defenses.
After his wounds healed, Malone caught up with his father, eager to attack the place where he had lived as a child, the place of his first love, and the place that filled him with hatred and loathing for humanity.
"Woohoo! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The howls of thousands of werewolves echoed through the night sky as the werewolf clan launched their all-out attack.
From the helicopters high above, the muzzle flashes and explosions were far more dazzling than the starlight of the night sky.
Behind this dazzling brilliance lay an equal number of dead and wounded.
All the hidden traps within the towering ancient trees surrounding the Enokomizu Shrine were activated, and there were also fortified positions built of concrete on the ground.
Amidst the hail of bullets, Malone and his father, each armed with a rocket launcher, rushed forward, destroying the fortified bunkers one by one.
However, even more dangerous than the bullets and cannons were the magical traps of the Enokomizu Shrine.
Before them lay a puppet tree spirit, manipulated by magic and powerless to control its own destiny. Disguised as an ordinary tree, it suddenly drew a massive, deeply buried sword from the ground as Ma Long and Ma Wang passed by, unleashing a devastating attack. This sword was so thick it could slice a tree, large enough for a person to encircle, in two.
Although Ma Wang and Ma Long managed to leap through the air and dodge the attack, the dozen or so werewolves behind them were instantly sliced in half.
Where the blade flashed, blood splattered everywhere, leaving only the upper halves of the werewolves whimpering in their death throes.
Ma Wang and Ma Long simultaneously fired rocket launchers at the tree spirit's root-like legs, blasting it into a fireball and engulfing it in flames.
While the werewolf clan's initial offensive had been unstoppable, now, for every few feet they advanced, a corpse was left behind.
After an hour of fierce fighting, Ma Wang and Ma Long, along with their other brothers, charged into the enemy ranks like arrows, reaching the main gate of the shrine.
However, under the combined counterattack of the police and shrine maidens of Enokomizu Shrine, they were essentially isolated, constantly attacked from both flanks.
Amidst layers of protection, Enokomizu waved his hand, ordering a temporary halt to firing.
Malone and his father were all covered in blood, though most of it was enemy blood.
Malone wiped the blood from his face, looking around at Enokomizu, where at least several hundred policemen held large and small guns, a veritable forest of weapons, aiming at them. Behind them, shrine maidens were casting spells, wondering what powerful magic the enemy had yet to unleash.
Looking back, their armored vehicles and military trucks were still far behind on the highway, locked in fierce fighting with the neighboring enemy forces; destroyed and burning vehicles littered the roadside.
The imp's eyes were as venomous as a ghost's, and its voice, as if emanating from hell, sent chills down one's spine as it spoke: "Blood debts must be repaid with blood. Today, I've waited twenty years to personally slaughter all of you, the Ma family and your entire Prison Gate Gang, you beasts. Hehehehehe! Especially you, Ma Wang, I'll personally rip out your heart to avenge the murder of my husband and daughter."
The imp's voice wasn't loud, but after using magic, it easily drowned out the explosions and gunfire around it, reaching the ears of Ma Long and all the werewolves.
Ma Wang said in a bitter tone: "I originally wanted to say some nonsense about endless cycles of revenge, but given my position, I have no other choice. Since you've chosen war, I have no choice but to fight! My children, and the members of the Prison Gate Gang, charge!" As soon as
Ma Wang finished speaking, both sides opened fire simultaneously, bullets raining down like locusts, gunfire ringing out incessantly.
The Ennokazumi Shrine was built atop a sacred mountain and ley lines. Now, utilizing the power of an array to unleash its accumulated spiritual energy, Sakuma Mizue presided over the array, setting up a powerful wind-based barrier.
The bullets fired by the Gokumon Gang, upon contact with the barrier, immediately created vortexes of air, stopping them all and causing them to fall to the ground.
For a moment, the entire group of werewolves became easy targets for the enemy. Had it not been for their agility and lightning-fast movements, they would have been riddled with bullets.
With the mindset that a snake without a head cannot move, Malone raised his rocket launcher and aimed at the Ennokazumi.
"Wait!"
Horse King, seemingly wanting to deal with the Ennokazumi himself, shouted at Malone.
Ignoring the warning, Malone pressed the fire button. The rocket immediately shot out, instantly colliding with the wind-based barrier. The impact with the intense airflow seemed to halt it in mid-air, before finally breaking through and striking the Ennokazumi.
The imp's wrinkled face remained completely unmoved; he simply waved his magical artifact, "Hemp." Instantly, a powerful tornado arose, blowing the rockets away and sending them crashing down among his evacuating subordinates, killing several. The
imp said smugly, "Our Enkō-no-Kami Shrine has stood strong in Saikai City for a century; we certainly have real skills. Even the werewolf onslaught on the night of the full moon, we've withstood countless attacks. If you want to die, come at me! I'll make sure you all die without a burial place, especially you two, Ma-Wang and Ma-Long. Come on! My old and frail body can kill you easily." As more and more
subordinates caught up, Ma-Wang finally led his sons and gang in a fearless attack, breaking through the wind barrier, and the two sides engaged in close-quarters hand-to-hand combat with swords and spears against sharp fangs and claws.
In the bloody battle at the gate, facing police officers whose human potential had been pushed to its limits by séances and drugs, even Malone needed seven or eight strikes to kill a single person. And even tearing several bloody holes in their opponents was often futile; only by severing their heads could the victor be decided.
Both sides were racing against time; half the time had passed since sunset, meaning only a few hours remained until dawn.
Conversely, séances and drugs had their limits; the longer they were used, the more numerous and severe the side effects became. If the limits of the human body were exceeded, it could lead to immediate death.
Malone, covered in sword wounds, fought his way into the gates of the Enno-zuno Shrine alongside his father. However, the father and son did not continue the pursuit, only exchanging silent, bitter smiles. The
Enno-zuno, who had retreated into the shrine, was leading a reserve force of over a thousand new recruits, ready to take turns fighting.
Malone said bitterly, "Dad, do you have any way to turn the tide of the war? You're the kind of cunning and scheming mastermind you'd expect; you must have prepared some traps and reinforcements beforehand! Otherwise, if this continues, I think we'll be the first to give up."
Malone replied sternly, "Wasn't it you who first suggested starting the war? If the Okunozumi Shrine were easy to deal with, this struggle wouldn't have lasted a century. If victory could be easily achieved through some ingenious scheme, are they so stupid they can't even think of anything?"
Malone confidently said, "Don't try to fool me anymore. There must be a way. I don't believe you've been attacking relentlessly since your surprise attack under the moon, even though we werewolves are indeed quite fierce on a full moon."
Malone added, "A quick attack is a strategy! It's about catching the enemy off guard."
Watching the father and son's exchange, the young girl hesitated, wondering whether to commit all her reserve forces.
At this crucial moment, Lin Ying or Sakuma Mizue naturally dared not interfere with the young girl's decision.
As the situation dragged on, flames suddenly erupted within the shrine, accompanied by a cacophony of shouts.
The young girl turned around and saw multiple fires erupting simultaneously; she was certain it wasn't caused by the helicopter attack from the sky.
Ma Wang chuckled and said to his son, "It seems that brat really fell for it. Luckily, I asked your friend Takamura, who lost an arm and is now seeking revenge, to pretend to be captured and infiltrate the shrine to incite the demon prisoners in the underground jail to rebel. With this surprise force, we have a chance of winning! You go find Ebi Xiaofang first. Leave this to your father. I need to settle old scores with that old woman over there."
By this time, the enemies outside the shrine had been mostly dealt with.
Ma Long nodded his thanks to his father and then, with a few guards, prepared to go find Ebi Xiaofang, while Ma Wang personally led the main force to force their way in!
The imp, unconcerned about the prisoners' rampage within the shrine, merely pulled open Lin Ying's robes. Seeing the curse of the Netherworld Ghost Shadow Curse near her heart, he sneered, "Luckily I cast the Netherworld Ghost Shadow Curse beforehand, otherwise you would have already defected. If you don't want to die, chase after Ma Long and kill him! Don't let him get close to Xiao Fang."
Speechless under the shadow of the curse, Lin Ying, her face grim, led several hundred men in a split attack—enough to kill Ma Long.
However, before Lin Ying's forces could stop Ma Long, the one-armed Takamura Masashi, in his spider-demon form, burst forth from the rear buildings, shouting, "Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape! Rape all these hateful, vile women, kill all the men!"
Takamura Masashi, leading a group of tormented, long-enslaved demons and resentful prisoners, stood menacingly before Lin Ying's ranks, and a fierce battle ensued.
Watching his subordinates fight desperately, the demon looked at the horse king through the gap between the humans and demons fighting each other and said, "I strengthened the security of the dungeon beforehand. How exactly did you release those demons?"
The horse king replied nonchalantly, "It's a secret! I'll tell you after you become my prisoner."
The horse king, who ran a gang, usually used the method of concealing drugs inside his body for his subordinates to smuggle drugs.
He estimated that the people at the Enno-no-Kami Shrine would not expect that even that hellish dungeon, where there was no escape, would have demons daring to infiltrate. In addition, the horse king used a more ingenious and cruel method than concealing drugs inside his body. Instead of using the safer and more convenient method of removing and sealing the weapons in plastic bags and eating them, he directly cut open his hands and feet, hid small weapons in the wounds, and smuggled them in, thus avoiding search.
The demon gritted his teeth, waved the marijuana in his hand, and burst out with a burst of seven-colored light that enveloped his entire body, saying: "Now I am old and weak, and I probably don't have many years left to live!" "I'll wager the rest of my life, offer my life force as a sacrifice, to settle the grudges of twenty years ago. The hatred of killing my husband and daughter, I will wash it away with your blood today!"
The Horse King assumed a fighting stance, staring intently at the imp.
The imp's white hair gradually turned from pale to jet black, and the wrinkles on her skin smoothed out little by little, regaining their former luster and elasticity. Her sagging and shrunken breasts rose again, becoming firm and proud once more.
The lost spring, at the cost of her life, flashed back into the imp's body in a flash, using magic to sacrifice a year of her life for only a single day of youth!
Now, the imp reappeared as her former beauty, ethereal and captivating, with skin as smooth and radiant as snow. Her deep, beautiful black eyes were filled with resentment, and her luscious red lips were tightly pressed together like thin leaves. Her priestess's robes fluttered in the wind, her curves undulating, incredibly alluring.
The little devil instantly regained her former beauty, wielding hemp to create a tornado-like column that transformed into a wind dragon, raising herself and saying, "At the cost of a year I could have spent happily with my daughter and granddaughter, I will take your head. Die, you beast!"
With a startling movement, Horse King unleashed a burst of air, leaping into the sky and shouting at the wind dragon, "You old bastard, enough! I sent Ma Long here back then so he could fulfill our unfulfilled wish, to use his relationship with Yi Xiaofang to create a new future for both of us, preventing the hatred from continuing. Why did you insist on stopping us?"
The little devil didn't answer; her dark eyes, filled with hatred, were her answer in the wind arrows she unleashed with hemp.
Ma Long never knew that his father, Horse King, and Yi Xiaofang's previous relationship not only failed to blossom but had instead become an irreconcilable feud.
Although the form of Ma Long's love for Yi Xiaofang had changed, its essence remained the same. He and his guards successively defeated scattered patrols, finally reaching Yi Xiaofang's doorstep.
Ma Long kicked open the door and shouted, "Xiaofang, come out here!"
Yi Xiaofang, already standing behind the door, had a pale, stiff face, like a block of ice. She held her trembling, fearful daughter in her arms, and behind her stood Yi Xuantang and several priestesses, each wielding a weapon.
Ma Long said fearlessly, "Come back to Prison Gate Island with me and be my woman. Whether your daughter is mine or not, I will treat her as my own flesh and blood. As for that scoundrel Yi Xuantang behind you, if you're willing, I can even spare his life. Come with me!"
Ma Long nervously extended his hand in invitation. Having just been betrayed by Lin Ying and stabbed in the stomach, Ma Long was terrified of being rejected again.
Xiaoming, flustered, clung to her mother and cried, "Mom, I'm so scared! Will these furry werewolves hurt us? Their teeth are so sharp, and their claws are so long, it's terrifying!"
Xuantang, looking uneasy, said to Xiaofang, "Xiaofang, just choose what you want. Since this werewolf said he can spare me, and we've been husband and wife, you wouldn't just stand by and watch me die, would you?"
If she weren't afraid of frightening her daughter, Xiaofang would have already angrily berated this good-for-nothing husband.
Xiaofang said coldly, "Xuantang, shut up! It's just a dragon and a few werewolves. Do you think I, the current head priest of this shrine, can't handle them? Hide!"
Xiaofang took out four talismans from her bosom, casting a spell to transform them into four shikigami identical to herself. She then had each of the shikigami—a sword, a spear, an arrow, and a shield—taken from the shrine maidens behind her, and handed her daughter to one of the shikigami carrying a shield.
Yi Xiaofang never answered Ma Long's question from beginning to end. Ma Long could boldly express his love, but Yi Xiaofang could not. She could not let the shrine maiden serving her know that she still had feelings for Ma Long.
Yi Xiaofang stepped outside, her phoenix eyebrows raised, and shouted in a delicate voice, "Get back to your dog island! Don't push me to my limits anymore. There's a limit to my tolerance."
Ma Long said unhappily, "Why are you so hypocritical? Is it so hard to admit you still love me? Otherwise, if our positions are so hostile, why did you send Lin Ying to help me escape?"
Yi Xiaofang sneered, "Full of lies! When did I send Lin Ying to help you escape? I wish you were dead in the streets. The only reason I haven't acted is because I'm worried you might harm my daughter. You beast, don't you even use your brain? Would I abandon my mother who raised me single-handedly and take the next heir of the Yi family to follow you to dog island? Ridiculous!" Yi
Xiaofang, her heart wavering, pleaded with Ma Long with her eyes for him to leave. She couldn't bear to act, her heart filled with bitterness.
Ma Long said excitedly, "You value that old hag mother of yours that much? That poisonous woman, Yi Xiaofang, should be driven to death on the spot, saving me the trouble of killing her. And Xiaoming is my daughter, isn't she? Stop lying to me. A genetic test will clarify everything. Are they important to you, but not to me?"
Yi Xiaofang, tears welling in her eyes, angrily retorted, "You're not allowed to insult my mother!"
At the same time, she brandished the hemp she was using to manipulate shikigami. The shikigami holding the bow immediately drew its bow and fired an arrow at Ma Long's cheek, accurately slicing a bloody gash.
Ma Long raised his hand to touch the wound, bitterly smiling, "Hahahaha! Is this your answer? Very good! Very good! Very good! Then my answer is that you have to go, whether you like it or not. If you don't want to, I'll forcibly take you back!"
Ma Long raised his hands high, revealing sharp ten claws, and lunged straight at Yi Xiaofang.
The guards and priestesses behind both sides also began to fight, only Yi Gendo secretly hiding to the side.
Yi Xiaofang thought to herself, "So what if I still love you? Why are you forcing me? Can I abandon my elderly mother? Besides, Prison Gate Island is the stronghold of the werewolf clan. How can I let Xiaoming grow up being bullied by werewolves, just like you were bullied by humans when you were young?"
Although tears welled up in Yi Xiaofang's eyes from the pain, standing from her mother's perspective, she didn't act like she usually did, showing no mercy.
The three shikigami attacked with all their might. The one wielding the spear used a spear technique that created a sky full of silver shadows, the red-tasseled spearhead swaying like a raging wildfire; the one wielding the sword used a cold, dazzling blade, ruthlessly slashing at Ma Long, each strike a move meant to kill each other; the one wielding the bow fired arrows in rapid succession, the arrows flying out like meteors, attacking Ma Long with varying speeds and angles.
Faced with Yi Xiaofang's deadly attacks, a furious Ma Long parried with his claws, roaring, "You...you're too heartless to me!" Yi
Xiaofang, her phoenix eyebrows raised and eyes filled with murderous intent, retorted sharply, "You forced me to!"
Despite the effects of her previous injuries and blood loss, Ma Long gritted his teeth and unleashed a full-force counterattack.
Thanks to the regenerative abilities of the Moonlit Night, even minor injuries healed quickly. Even when arrows and blades grazed him, tearing his flesh to shreds, he disregarded it all.
Forcibly breaking through the combined attack of three shikigami, he cleaved the sword-wielding shikigami in two with a single claw, reverting it to a talisman, and then lunged at Yi Xiaofang herself.
Yi Xiaofang caught the shikigami's still-in-air blade and slashed at Ma Long.
After a flash of light that seemed to cleave the night sky, both Ma Long and Yi Xiaofang paused.
Yi Xiaofang's knife pierced Ma Long's chest.
Ma Long glared at his first love with resentment. They had both had the chance to kill each other, but Ma Long had overcome countless dangers to get here to reclaim Yi Xiaofang, not to kill her. Therefore, he hadn't used his killing blow.
Yi Xiaofang ruthlessly exploited this, the blade plunging straight into Ma Long's chest without any mercy.
Blood streaming from his chest, Ma Long, if he hadn't abandoned his attack at the last moment and switched to defense, snapping the blade in his hand, would have been dead on the spot, his heart pierced by the sharp blade.
Looking at Ma Long's face full of resentment, Yi Xiaofang's voice trembled, her eyes filled with sorrow as she shook her head and said, "Go back! This really is your last chance. I didn't hold back just now, and I won't again. You're injured, so you have even less chance of winning. Do you really want to die here?"
Ma Long didn't back down. Ignoring the blood dripping from his wounds, he leaped into the air and launched another attack with a series of kicks, boldly declaring his twisted love, "I will not stop today until I capture you and keep you as a slave for the rest of your life."
On the other side, like his son, Ma Wang, who was also susceptible to the charms of a beautiful woman, scratched his own palm, using his own blood as a catalyst to activate the magic his daughters and wives cast on his palm.
He had always believed that his chance encounter with Yi Xiaofang was fate. After sending his son to the Yi family as a hostage and learning of his relationship with Yi Xiaofang's daughter, Ma Wang had deeply hoped that this love could change the history of mutual hatred and killing between the two families.
The result was that Yi Xiaofang married someone else, and Ma Long became a wandering demon, making him wonder whether the encounter, acquaintance, and love between himself, his son, and the two women, Yi Xiaogui and her mother, was fate or a karmic debt.
Riding a wind dragon, Yi Xiaogui, through magic, reverted to her youthful and beautiful appearance.
Looking at this dreamlike scene, Ma Wang recalled the passionate moments they shared.
As the saying goes, heroes and generals are not allowed to grow old, and watching Yi Xiaogui fiercely wield her hemp, unleashing sharp wind blades to kill him, Ma Wang felt deeply moved.

Chapter Seven: Desire and Love
"Big Explosion Fist!"
Ma Wang roared, his fist flying like the wind, using his own blood as a sacrifice to unleash a powerful explosion.
The storm and flames of the explosion shattered the powerful airflow of the wind blades.
"Boom!"
Horse King knelt on one knee and slammed his fist into the ground. A powerful gust of wind propelled him into the air, propelling him at high speed towards the imp.
As he punched his former lover, Horse King roared, "How much more innocent blood must you shed before you're satisfied? Weren't the deaths enough back then?"
The imp, manipulating a wind dragon and biting Horse King, hovered a hundred feet in the air. The strong wind made her clothes flutter and her black hair dance in the wind. Beneath her snow-white priestess's robes, her breasts were full and firm, her waist slender and easily encircled, and her legs long and shapely!
The imp, relentlessly channeling spiritual energy into the wind dragon's body, eager to kill the Horse King, spoke in a low, hateful voice: "Do you have the right to speak to me? Who was it that, filled with resentment, killed the child in my womb? You, the bloodline of the Horse Clan's Wolf Chief!"
Besides this, the imp harbored another unspoken resentment: her premature death and rapid aging were all due to the Horse King's actions! Living in resentment, facing her seriously ill daughter, the imp, with a perpetually troubled expression, had struggled for twenty years; it was impossible for her not to age!
The Horse King felt bitter, but couldn't express his suffering. The thing most men in the world care about most is having their woman taken by another.
When he was forced to break up with the imp, he didn't know she was pregnant with his child. Watching his beloved marry another, how could a hero like the Horse King not harbor resentment?
The fist strikes were like lightning, unleashing a series of powerful explosions as it desperately blocked the wind dragon that was about to devour it. Finally, the Horse King said unwillingly, "I was wrong back then, but do you know that it was your beloved mother who set this trap, deliberately making me kill my own unborn child, just to destroy our love and prevent the birth of an heir with demon blood!"
The little imp, tears welling in her eyes, retorted sharply, "I knew all along, so what?"
Things had escalated to this point; she no longer loved the Horse King, and all her former affection had turned into bottomless hatred. Spiritual energy surged continuously into the wind dragon's body, and the little imp, her long, lustrous black hair fluttering in the wind as she risked everything.
Faced with a stalemate where both sides were evenly matched and unable to gain the upper hand, and looking down at the carnage on the ground where slaughter was incessant and corpses lay strewn everywhere, the little demon said in grief and indignation, "You should all die!"
Having nothing left but his daughter and granddaughter, the little demon used different hand seals to unleash different spells: "Sea of the Underworld," which manipulates corpses into zombies, and "Head-Cutting Spell," which controls the poison in the bodies of demon prisoners.
In an instant, the entire battle situation changed 180 degrees. The corpses lying scattered across the battlefield, both human and werewolf, rose to their feet, taking up their weapons—even the blades embedded in their own bodies—and launching a devastating attack on the werewolf clan.
Meanwhile, because they had already poisoned their food, Takamura and the demon prisoners he had released immediately fell into a state of madness, beyond their own control, becoming puppets manipulated by the imps, joining the siege of the werewolf clan. The Horse King's
expression was uncertain; he hadn't anticipated that the imps possessed this hidden final weapon. Even the werewolves, considered invincible on the night of the full moon, would struggle to withstand such an overwhelming siege of more than ten times their number.
Zombies are immortal, impossible to kill; the only way to kill them is to destroy their heads and sever the control of magic.
As for those demon prisoners, it would be incredibly difficult for a loyal werewolf to bring himself to kill his comrades who had just fought alongside him but were now being manipulated, especially with the police and shrine maidens attacking with their spirit possession and drugs pushed to the limit. Horse King
said bitterly, "I never imagined that you, as the former head priest of the Enno-zuno Shrine, a major sect of Onmyōdō, would actually learn the black magic that the Enno family despises, just to deal with me!"
Watching his son and daughters struggling on the ground, each facing more than a dozen enemies, covered in blood, Horse King desperately wanted to get rid of the Enno-zuno and rush to their aid. However, given the Enno-zuno's overwhelming strength, he couldn't afford to be distracted for even a moment.
Horse King, who had defeated the Wind Dragon with his explosive punch, said with a defeated expression, "But your methods are far too reckless. Look at your own shrine's police and shrine maidens; how many of them have their muscles torn apart and are foaming at the mouth? They've long exceeded their physical limits. If you continue, less than half of them will survive and recover."
The resentful-looking demon, with its red lips slightly parted, coldly replied, "So what? Even if they all die, they can become zombies and continue fighting."
Standing atop the Wind Dragon's head, at the peak of the raging wind, it was using its power... The demon, having relentlessly cornered the Horse King's children, laughed maniacally, "The only use of the Enno-no-zuno Shrine for me is to provide the money and power to care for and raise my daughters. Since those below are dead, their sons and daughters will naturally take their places. Die! Watch your children die before your eyes and taste the pain in my heart!"
The demon manipulated a wind dragon to distance itself from the Horse King, soaring and tumbling through the sky, indiscriminately attacking both sides in the chaotic battle on the ground with hundreds of wind blades.
Those struck by these wind blades, sharper than blades, whether human, zombie, werewolf, or other demon, instantly lost limbs; those struck in the body had their internal organs scattered and collapsed to the ground, dying instantly. Their remaining upper bodies would then transform into zombies and continue fighting. Under
these circumstances, Lin Ying and Sakuma Mizue still had the strength to deflect the demon's wind blade attacks. Many of Horse King's children, already wounded, fought on relentlessly, but they couldn't withstand this attack.
Horse King slammed to the ground, using the recoil from his explosive punch to offset the impact of his landing. Then, he unleashed a lightning-fast punch, a gust of wind that shook the heavens and earth, shielding his children from the barrage of wind blades raining down upon them.
Watching this unfold from above, the little imp thought to herself that Horse King not only had numerous children, but also countless wives, concubines, and lovers.
Her beloved husband had long been killed by Horse King, and her only daughter, Yi Xiaofang, was frail and sickly, requiring long-term hospitalization. She had finally managed to cure her daughter's kidney disease with one of her own kidneys. Her daughter's happiness was her own happiness; for her as a mother, her daughter's life was more important than anything else!
Filled with deep-seated hatred, the imp said resentfully, "You think your dog son can steal my precious daughter? I'll make sure you and your whole family of beasts die here today!"
The wind dragon swirling in the sky transformed into a powerful tornado, carrying numerous wind blades, striking directly at the Horse King on the ground and the wolf cubs and wolf cubs behind him.
As a father, nothing was more important than protecting his children. With his hands outstretched and bleeding profusely, the Horse King stood silently between heaven and earth, preparing to offer his own blood as a sacrifice to take the imp's attack head-on.
"Daddy!"
"No!"
"We'll help too!"
The Horse King glanced at the children behind him, among whom he felt most sorry for his thirteenth sister, who had been held hostage, and the horse cubs who weren't even there.

URL 1:https://www.sexlove5.com/htmlBlog/11558.html

URL 2:/Blog.aspx?id=11558&aspx=1

Last access time:

Previous Page : Beauty Hunter - 12

Next Page : [Wuxia] The Substitute Duan Yu of Tianlong (Complete) - 22

增加

comment Open a new window to view comments

Contact Information

Beauty Hunter - 13

comment Open a new window to view comments