Baron Cullen

Upon hearing this, Jack and his three companions exchanged bewildered glances.

They both saw that disbelief in each other's eyes.

Before they could ask any more questions, Brett, who was standing not far away in front of them, clapped his hands.

"Almost everyone's here." He glanced around the hall. "The situation is urgent, so I'll get straight to the point."

The Warband's Warband Master Vaughn was cursed by the werewolves. After losing control and injuring people, he has escaped from the south gate to outside the city, but he probably hasn't gone too far.

Our task is to find him and then try to control him.

But...if he has completely lost his mind...

Then there's no need to hold back; kill them on the spot!

For a moment, the hall was deathly silent.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

Who is Vaughn?

That's one of the few fifth-tier transcendents in the City of No Breath!

It is no exaggeration to say that, in terms of direct combat ability alone, apart from their leader Fiona, no one in the entire City of Breath is a match for Vaughn.

Yet this powerful individual was cursed with such a vicious curse, to the point that he has now mutated into a werewolf, a heretical being!

Putting aside the severity of this matter.

Given that Vaughn was already quite powerful, his transformation into a werewolf would undoubtedly increase his combat strength to an unimaginable degree.

This means that their operation was extremely dangerous, and a slight mistake could mean they would never return!

But no one raised any objections.

The duty of the Order Keepers is to handle these kinds of extraordinary events, no matter how dangerous it is.

They were prepared for this risk from the very beginning.

Just then, a group of people hurriedly walked in from outside.

And the person in charge was none other than the deputy leader, Sherman!

"Bright, what happened?" He strode directly over the crowd to Bright, his face filled with urgency. "Lord Vaughn... has something really happened?"

Bright looked at him, understanding dawning on his mind.

As a fellow warrior-superhuman, Sherman held Vaughn in high esteem.

Although he did not join the warband, it was because the Order Keepers gave him more opportunities to confront supernatural events and heresies.

At this moment, Bright understood Sherman's feelings perfectly.

A senior whom one deeply respects suddenly becomes a heretic whom everyone avoids...

This feeling is something that most people cannot accept.

Thinking of this, he patted Sherman on the shoulder and said in a serious tone, "Yes... but there should still be a chance."

I'll explain the details to you on the way. Right now, the most important thing is to get to the south gate and rejoin the battle group.

After saying that, the two looked at each other and nodded.

"Let's go now," Bright ordered. "Karen, you lead the way."

The group left the branch in an orderly fashion and hurried towards the south gate.

Chaos had spread through the streets, and terrified whispers could be heard everywhere.

Some people saw the procession of order maintainers passing by and wanted to go up and ask them questions, but they were scared away by the serious expressions of the crowd before they even got close.

After all, some of them might never return from this trip.

...

When the Order Keepers arrived at the South Gate, Karen saw Lamont, who was already leading a squad of warbands and waiting outside the gate.

The battle squad consisted of more than twenty people. Although almost everyone was injured, their eyes were filled with unwavering determination.

They carried weapons, and even though the bandages on their wounds were still seeping blood, not one of them flinched.

"Lord Lamont..." Bright stepped forward, hesitating, "Are your men... up to the task?"

He wasn't belittling the warband; it was out of concern.

"It has to be done, no matter what!" Lamont gave a wry smile. "After all, he is our commander, so we have to bring him back ourselves."

Or… send him on his way yourself.

Bright gave him a deep look, said nothing more, and simply nodded.

The two teams joined together, and a total of more than forty people marched out of the city gate in a grand procession.

Karen walked at the front of the group.

At this moment, the mysterious runes deep within his right eye were operating at full power, using that peculiar vision to search for traces left by Vaughn.

A wisp of clearly visible black mist swept out from the city gate, heading straight for the forest not far away.

Clearly, that was the trace left by Vaughn.

"It's there?" Karen was somewhat surprised, her gaze fixed on the forest filled with black trees. "Is it a coincidence, or...?"

His reaction stemmed from the fact that the village of Kuroki, which he had previously visited with the Seventh Squad, was located right next to the edge of that forest.

"What's wrong?" Bright noticed Karen's unusual behavior and walked over. "Did you find something?"

Karen nodded and pointed to the forest behind Blackwood Village: "Commander Vaughn should have entered that forest, and the village outside the forest..."

This is exactly the place where our seventh squad discovered the vampires before.

Upon hearing this, Bright gave him a deep look and said seriously, "You mean... the Arcane Society is behind Vaughn being cursed with the werewolf curse?"

"It is indeed possible, and it seems quite likely at present..." Karen's expression was equally solemn. "After all, they have ample motivation and capability."

"That forest is called the Grey Forest. The unique, dark trees there grow tall and dense, and are shrouded in mist all year round," Bright said, sharing the information he knew. "Because the forest has a complex terrain and is home to many wild beasts, few people usually go in."

That place is indeed a good hiding spot, and also a good place to ambush.

Karen nodded.

If his guess was correct, then what awaited them in the dark forest was...

It might not just be Vaughn who's out of control.

Soon, Bright relayed the news to everyone.

The entire group then began to rapidly advance into the Dark Forest.

...

Inside the gray forest.

The tall, dark trees resembled black silhouettes, appearing eerie and mysterious in the sunlight.

A thin mist swirled among the treetops, like the breath of some living thing.

At this moment, in a clearing deep in the forest.

Vaughn knelt on the ground, his hands covering his head, letting out a suppressed growl.

His body has undergone terrible changes.

The fingers grew thick and long, and the nails turned into black claws.

Grayish-black hair grew on its face, and its mouth protruded forward, revealing sharp canine teeth.

His eyes turned completely blood red, and his pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.

The spine on his back bulged abnormally, stretching his clothes too tightly.

But he was still struggling.

"Kill...kill me!!!" Vaughn spat out the words through gritted teeth, his voice hoarse and inhuman. "While I...still can control myself...kill me!!!"

He raised his right hand, trembling, his claws aimed at his own throat.

But just as the claws were about to pierce his skin, an invisible force tightly bound his wrists!

Vaughn was startled.

He struggled desperately, but the force was surprisingly strong, rendering him unable to move for a moment!

At the same time, a soft, feminine voice came from the nearby woods:

"Don't be in such a hurry, Commander Vaughn..."