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Chapter 1445 Lucien: What the hell is this?
Because Selina was not involved, Michael was captured by Lucien directly.

Soran was no match for Lucien at all. The silver bullets he fired could not threaten a werewolf of Lucien's level. Only the later-stage silver nitrate bullets could do the job, because they could directly enter the blood vessels, and even Lucien could not withstand it.

Michael was not bitten by Lucien either. After all, Lucien needed his blood to evolve himself and integrate the power of vampires.

He was simply tied up by the werewolves and a tube of blood was drawn for testing.

Now that the test is complete, he has been locked up by the werewolves, who are preparing to evolve them by continuously drawing his blood.

Lucien was personally here to take charge and guard the place.

Michael already knew he was a werewolf and looked at him with great fear.

"Don't be afraid, you will soon be one of us."

Lucien doesn't intend to let Michael be taken by vampires, so after converting all the werewolves, he will make Michael one of his own.

Michael begged Lucien to let him go, but of course Lucien would not agree.

Just then, gunshots were heard outside.

“Bang bang bang bang bang!!!”

Lucien frowned and his expression changed drastically, thinking that a vampire had come to his door.

After all, apart from vampires, he couldn't think of anyone else who would come to disturb him at this time.

"That guy Kraven betrayed me?"

Lucien cursed inwardly, while quickly analyzing the situation.

He realized that Kraven might use his deployment of tonight's operation to take advantage of the werewolves' division and join forces with other vampire forces to raid his lair.

This thought made Lucien furious. He underestimated Kraven's courage and wisdom.

It seems that he is quite courageous.

"Stay here, I'll be back soon."

Lucien left these words, turned around and strode towards the iron gate.

In order to ensure that Michael could not escape, he not only locked the iron door, but also used the werewolf's power to twist a thick water pipe, insert it into the door handle, and then tie a knot. Such a mechanism would be difficult to untie even for the most powerful humans.

Michael was tied to a stool and had no way to escape. There was not even a window in the room.

Lucien walked out of the room and saw the werewolf minions lying on the ground. Their bodies were riddled with bullet holes and their blood had stained the ground red.

This scene made Lucien's anger reach its peak. The enemy attacking this time was far more powerful than he had imagined.

The vampires were obviously well prepared. They used heat-source eyepieces to lock onto the werewolves' positions. No matter how they moved at high speeds or climbed walls, they could not escape the tracking of those silver-plated bullets.

Although pure silver bullets can cause fatal damage to werewolves, due to their soft texture, their shooting accuracy and penetration are greatly reduced, so they are not often used in actual combat.

More often than not, vampires would choose silver-plated bullets, which retain the lethality of silver while also having sufficient hardness and range.

Those with better conditions will use the more expensive "silver-titanium alloy bullet". This bullet combines the properties of silver and the physical strength of titanium alloy. It is the best weapon to deal with supernatural creatures such as werewolves.

Lucien also saw the man who was fighting other werewolves. The Death Walker who didn't look like a vampire.

But Lucien didn't care about that and rushed forward directly. Before he could transform, the power in his human form alone was enough to shock people.

A punch was thrown, and the air seemed to be torn apart. A devil soldier was caught off guard and was knocked flying. With a clear sound of broken bones, his body drew an arc in the air and finally fell to the ground weakly.

Lucien did not pause at all. He turned around quickly, grabbed another devil soldier who was trying to launch a sneak attack, and slammed him into the wall like a heavy cannonball.

"Bang!" The wall caved in under the huge impact force, and then the soldier's body slid down weakly, his hands and feet twisted at an incredible angle, obviously having lost his combat effectiveness.

Lucien frowned, a sense of doubt rising in his heart.

Compared to the vampires they had encountered in the past, these enemies seemed extremely fragile, as if they were just ordinary soldiers rather than beings with extraordinary powers.

Just as he was thinking, a deep and powerful voice interrupted his thoughts: "Werewolf?"

Bronski, a burly, muscular man, slowly walked out from the edge of the battlefield.

He was not carrying any weapons and was simply wearing a bulletproof vest and a tight black coat.

Lucien's brows were furrowed, and his eyes scanned Bronski back and forth, trying to find the answer from his appearance and temperament.

"Are you a vampire?"

He asked tentatively, with a hint of uncertainty in his tone.

Kraven's intelligence did not mention such a character with a Russian face, and the vampire clan has always excluded people of non-Western descent, especially the Russians.

Bronski heard this and a playful smile appeared on his face: "No, I am not one of those vampire bats."

Lucien's confusion grew even more intense: "Who are you then? Vampire hunters? Or exorcists?"

His eyes became sharp, ready to respond to possible threats at any time.

Bronski did not seem to be in a hurry to take action. He seemed particularly happy: "Our target is Michael. Can you tell us where he is?"

Lucien's face darkened when he heard this: "Really? Looks like there's nothing to talk about then."

His body shape began to change, his muscles expanded rapidly, and his bones made slight crackling sounds, as if something was awakening inside him.

The skull gradually protruded forward, forming a ferocious shape like a wolf's kiss. Black fur gushed out from the pores crazily, covering his entire body. His limbs also became abnormally strong, with joints recurved. His entire body swelled to more than two meters in height, transforming into a majestic werewolf.

His eyes flashed with a dark green light, full of savagery and anger.

Seeing this, the surrounding devil soldiers raised their weapons and prepared to fire at the sudden monster. However, Bronski suddenly waved his hand to stop their actions: "Let me play."

There was a hint of excitement in his tone, as if he was about to face a long-awaited contest.

As his words fell, Bronski's body began to undergo amazing changes.

His muscles expanded rapidly as if they were inflated, his skin was stretched taut and his veins bulged, and his height soared to more than three meters, like a moving hill.

His face became distorted and hideous, and bone spurs protruded all over his body.

Lucien was confused. What kind of monster was this? How come it looked even scarier than them, the werewolves?
(End of this chapter)