The gathering place of the Corvenus blood clan, Victor's old house.

Natasha, wearing a tight black combat suit and looking heroic, looked at the ten burly men behind her: "Do you like your new equipment?"

A silent smile.

Seeing the ten men cracking their mouths, stroking their bodies over and over again, as if they were touching their lover's skin, as thin as a combat suit, and not bloated at all, Natasha's charming facial features also gave birth to a charming smile.

"This is not just an action, but also a practical test of the bride. With you, everything will follow the plan agreed before." Natasha restrained the smile on her face: "There is no need for a protracted war, nor is it allowed for a protracted war, and the combat plan can be imperfect."

"We need to fight as fast as possible, with just using colonial clothes."

"What if the battle cannot be resolved as soon as possible by relying on the fertile clothes alone?" A man with his head shaved and his muscles bulging up the fertile clothes asked softly in a low voice. He carefully controlled his voice, and the voice was so weak that the people around him were pricking their ears and listening were a little hard.

They are now near the nests of a group of alien races. When facing some alien races that cannot be understood and targeted by common sense, they need to be careful in any subtle places. Who knows if they are speaking louder, will they be surprised to hear by a freak with sensitive ears inside?

"Then find out the shortcomings and loopholes in the breeding clothing. This is one of your tasks this time!" Natasha's voice was also soft: "When the progress is not smooth, you can use the UV bomb you wear without restrictions."

The bald man and the nine other strong men on the side nodded with satisfaction.

Natasha's eyes turned and fell on the other side of Ada-King in a bright red leather jacket, and the tall and silent figure behind her.

"I will be responsible for the elder sleeping inside." Aida Wang, who was full of royal sister, nodded calmly.

...

The place of battle.

The abandoned building where Lucien wolves live.

"What did you do?" Victor's eyes widened, and a thought that made him terrified faintly flashed through his mind. He glared at Meng Ao who was smiling.

"What did I do? Well, let me think about it." Meng Ao hugged his chest with one hand and scratched his jaw with the other: "After learning that you were almost full of all your family masters, I sent some people over. Maybe you missed the way you came from and didn't encounter it?"

"You want us to be homeless?" Victor tense his face, his squinting eyes and his eyes were like a sharp thin knife, stabbing Meng'ao.

"That's what we planned." Meng Ao's answer was not concealed at all.

Victor, who had a ugly face, suddenly laughed again, and Rudao's eyes turned into a rare sympathy: "That is a demon cave. Even if I took away the elite inside, there is still a defensive power that should be. Moreover, when I was forced to do so, I also gave my sons the power to awaken Marcus."

"Maybe I should watch a moment of silence for the soldiers under your command?" Victor glanced at Meng Ao sarcastically, looked around, his eyes turned from Meng Ao's face to Klein on one side, and then fell from Klein to Selena who was silent like a statue. After pausing on Selena, he finally fell on his opponent, the wolf king Lucien.

"Let's continue the unfinished battle, I allow your allies to join this war. As long as they are ready for death."

boom!

Responding to Victor's perverse words was a harsh tremor and dazzling light!

Meng Ao clapped his palms, as if he had never thrown out the ultraviolet pocket bomb before, nor did he see that the explosive ultraviolet bomb was directly vaporized and turned into a handful of unlucky blood clan holding his bones. He faced Victor's slightly surprised and his eyes turned back.

"Do you think this is still the era in your memory? Do you think humans are still the battle mode of a hundred years ago? Cold weapons? **? Rough and inaccurate shells?" Meng Ao sneered: "Your concept is at least a hundred years behind. The noble Lord Victor, although I really don't want to say it, you are outdated!"

"Sorry, I'm still a little impulsive. I shouldn't have broken your dreams. At least I shouldn't have done this before the battle between you and Lucien was decided. I hope you won't be distracted in the battle that follows because of my words and the threat of these human weapons."

Meng Ao's words were gentle and humble, as if he was really ashamed of his unconvincing "young spirit" just now. But Victor, who listened to his ears without missing a word and saw what he had just done, suddenly filled his chest with anger again!

Lucien was also a little amused and confused about Meng's disruption and his words. Under Meng's threatening behavior before, no matter how sincere and sincere he said, let alone Victor and him, even those warlike werewolfs who were not very good at using their brains and who only knew how to show their brute force, I'm afraid they wouldn't believe it!

But so what?

Meng Ao obviously stood on his side. Both his behavior and his words were spoken from the standpoint of his camp. Although Lucien was still unhappy about Meng Ao's failure to disrupt the situation according to the rules and disrupting his revenge battle, he still said the same thing: So what?

Although the methods were not glorious, for Lucien, he was willing to do anything that could make Victor sad, panic, angry, or even irritable. For him, this was also part of revenge. Not only did Meng Ao help him do these things, he also easily aroused Victor's anger and depression.

This emotion may not be harmful in normal times, but now, Lucien said that the battle between the two of us is still ongoing.

Lucien, who became a mixed-race, can already be as powerful as Victor. At least Victor can no longer crush him violently as hundreds of years ago when fighting him. And when Victor cannot remain calm and cannot focus on fighting, who will have the upper hand?

call out!

A shiny silver sport came out of Victor's swinging hand and attacked Meng'ao like a thunder.

It was the silver sword he held. A blessing force made the air along the way sound, leaving silver swords with shrill wounds on Lucien's hard body.

Lucien's face changed and he felt relieved again in a flash.

He just wanted to take revenge. As for what Meng'ao would be like, it was not within his thinking range. Moreover, Victor, who had lost the sharp weapon, would have a lower threat to him by a level. At least Lucien felt that Victor without the weapon would no longer feel restrained in battle and could no longer use it.

Lucien also did not doubt the power of Victor's attack. He believed that even if Meng Ao was covered in steel plates, the sword would be enough to penetrate the steel with the support of Victor's strength.

Does Meng'ao have steel plates?

Of course not.

When the sword stopped in front of him.
Chapter completed!