Warwick the Godfather of Terra

The killer cursed inwardly, reached out for the pistol at his waist, and fired a shot at the poor guy in front of him.

"Boom."

The heart of the eyebrow is shot.

However, the expected collapse did not come.

Old Fan, who was originally planning to ask for directions but was suddenly hit by a bullet, felt dizzy.

Lao Fan, who had just arrived in this world, was completely confused. Looking at the people from the other world with animal ears and tails around him, he began to doubt his life.

No, is it so easy to travel through time now? I just sit on a cannon with unlimited firepower, right?

However, Lao Fan looked around and found that although everyone looked like orcs, from their clothes it could be seen that their civilization must be very developed.

Because the insurance and real estate industries are very developed, the streets are full of people in black suits, walking around in a hurry carrying all kinds of large bags.

If this isn’t selling insurance or selling houses, then what is this?

Lao Fan breathed a sigh of relief, as if this was a civilized world.

Having made up his mind, Lao Fan started to look for someone to ask for directions, but people were in a hurry and no one paid attention to him. Soon, there was no one left on the street.

Just then, he came to the entrance of the dark alley and saw the gangster who had just killed someone.

Then I ate peanuts.

Suddenly, his eyes turned red and Lao Fan saw a line of words.

"The host has been detected to have received fatal damage."

"System startup."

"Data release."

In an instant, brutal, fierce, and terrifying murderous intent filled Lao Fan's head. In an instant, there was only one thought left in his head.

blood.

I want blood.

It smells like blood... This guy has blood on him...

Suddenly, the hair that was originally lying low on the body stretched out, and the muscles, bones, skin, and teeth expanded and grew larger in an instant like a balloon filled with water.

Scarlet blood filled his pupils, and his intense desire made him get on all fours, breathing in the faint smell of blood in the air greedily.

The huge black wolf, just lying on the ground, was already a head or two taller than the standing gang members.

The gangster holding the gun was stunned.

I watched as the man in front of me swelled up like an inflatable ball after being shot, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a giant wolf of two meters in size, and was about to pull the trigger again.

However, the bloody mouth was faster than his movements.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the shadow covered his vision.

Afterwards, he felt a pain in his waist and could no longer feel anything.

The ferocious giant wolf used its terrifying alchemical mouth to hold the man and his clothes in its mouth almost in an instant. In the blink of an eye, the whole man was sucked dry by the technological giant mouth, leaving only a professional gangster suit.

After sucking the gang members dry, the giant wolf spat out the clothes in its mouth and sniffed.

“I smell…”

With all four paws on the ground, the giant wolf's eyes turned red and it ran out wildly.

The piece of red gold in the suit that fell on the ground was sparkling in the afterglow of the setting sun.

How dazzling.

Chapter 3: The Destruction of the Texas Family

In Syracuse, a city in the Volsinian Peninsula, violent roars were heard one after another, and one sports car after another sped along the main road at a rapid speed.

Tonight is the night of reckoning. All those who have learned the news have returned home early, closed the doors and windows, and will not go out.

No one dared to walk on the streets on such a night, because no one knew whether they would be among the corpses lying on the streets the next day.

After all, more of it is chopped into dumpling filling.

A gangster was holding a violin case and resting his eyes. He had just cleaned up a Texas family's outpost and was a little tired.

What he wants to do most now is to go back, have a good sleep and reunite with his children.

The tight suit he wore was neat and clean, and the sweat towel on his chest looked like a ball of snow.

"Ouch..."

Just as he was deep in thought, suddenly, a wolf howl sounded in his ears.

Then, a stream of warm liquid splashed onto his face.

Suddenly, he reached out his hand with dissatisfaction, pulled out the sweat towel, and wiped the slightly sticky liquid off his face.

This suit was his trophy. It was the one that best suited his figure in the wardrobe of the peripheral member he had killed with his own hands. He liked it very much, but it was soiled, which made him a little angry.

I opened my eyes, but before I could speak I could scold the driver.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a strong smell of blood came. As a gang member, he had been exposed to countless dirty things. How could he not know what this sticky liquid was.

Suddenly, without any time to react, he reached out to the violin case under him as quickly as possible. There was his confidence.

However, before his hand touched the box that he had just put down to wipe his face, he felt a sharp pain.

The sound of wind whistling past his ears made the gang members feel dizzy.

When I looked more clearly, I saw a huge and terrifying figure standing in the sports car in front of me under the moonlight.

Sharp claws, ferocious teeth, a figure as big as a mountain hovered on the sports car, and this four-seater sports car actually looked a little small.

Under the moonlight, a giant wolf several meters tall lay on the car and howled to the sky.

And below him were four headless corpses.

"I don't know which body is mine..."

This was the last thought in the minds of the gang members who were acting separately.

Then, the sight returned to darkness.

Under the holy moonlight, the pitch-black giant wolf lowered its head and sniffed the blood obsessively.

Then, he suddenly raised his head and looked towards a ball of fire in the east.

Scarlet saliva flowed from that ferocious mouth.

"Blood....."

The flames burned even more vigorously.

"In the end, you chose this path, didn't you?"

The scorching flames distorted the air. The sword blade that was supposed to be impervious to blood was now covered with a sticky coating. The scarlet breath seemed to have substance, and the sticky air made it almost impossible to breathe deeply.

Behind the black-haired Luper girl was a burning house, and in front of her was her old friend.

She just stood there like a stone statue.

like a statue.

He stared quietly at the white-haired girl from the Lupo tribe opposite him without saying a word.

What was burning behind her was her father and her past.

And what she faced before her was her past.

Only by stepping out from here can you embrace a new life.

She had had enough of the intrigues and scheming here. The secret struggles between each other only resulted in losses on both sides. She didn't like this kind of open and covert fighting.

"Draw your sword."

As if she was relieved, or as if she was saying goodbye to her past self, Cellinina Texas drew out her sword.

Opposite her was Lappland Saluzzo, who still had the sword drawn from its scabbard with a cold gaze.

Even though there were countless assassins from the Saluzzo family standing behind Lapland, their guns were all loaded with ammunition and pointed at Texas' head, waiting for just one order to shoot her like a sieve through which noodles would leak.

But no one fired.

Everyone was waiting for the eldest lady to fight to the death with this former friend.

"Clang!"

I don’t know when, the black and white hair of the two sides intertwined in the scorching air of the burning flames!

The two swords collided, and the gusts of wind blew the flames that ignited the mansion behind the two wolves, making it roar.

As the high-grade oil wood burned, the crackling sound and the clanging sound of the sword complemented each other, like a double waltz on a grand stage.

The fight between two long swords and two girls, set against the backdrop of fire, has a somewhat unreal beauty.

However, as the battle continued, the scars that gradually accumulated on their bodies undoubtedly showed that this was not just acting, but a real fight to the death.

Gradually, the long sword in Black Wolf's hand became visibly tired, and the speed of the sword's swing became somewhat sluggish.

"Stab!"

The expensive Victorian hand-woven coat was pierced by a sharp blade.

The scarlet sword blade pierced through the body.

Lappland looked at Texas who was pierced by his sword, and there flashed a hint of hesitation in his eyes, as if there was a hint of reluctance.

I wanted to open my lips, but ended up biting my lips instead.

Blood oozed from the corner of her lips.

He thrust the sword in his hand even harder.

The sixteen-year-old girl with the sword was nailed to the ground.

She looked at Texas lying on the ground, and was a little puzzled by the look of relief that flashed in those once very familiar eyes.

Is Syracuse so worthless to her?

Even if you die, you don't want to stay here?

Would you rather go to another world to free yourself?

She doesn't understand.

But she understood her.

The relief in her eyes was real. The indifference of this sixteen-year-old, the only orphan of the entire Texas family, towards death was frightening.

"Okay, she can't survive, we..."

Before he could finish his words, suddenly, Lappland felt the ground beneath his feet shaking.

It seems like something is rushing towards here.

Before he could react, in an instant, a huge figure leaped into the air from nowhere, like a sharp sword, piercing through the team led by the Saluzzo family and several other families that came together to strangle the main house.

"Ouch..."

The shrill howls of wolves were heard, accompanied by piercing screams and the sounds of gunfire mixed with traditional Syracuse swear words, one after another.

In the light of the fire, the giant wolf, whose body was covered with sharp metal, rushed through the crowd like a god sent from heaven. The bullets were like explosive beans to him.

The smell of blood instantly spread like sand in the wind.

Chapter 4: Lapland is in a coma

Under the moonlight, the giant wolf, whose body was completely black, had bloodshot eyes. The scarlet liquid on the giant Zaun alchemical claw on its right hand was gradually absorbed into its body. From its ferocious giant mouth, two streams of white air kept spurting out of its nose, showing that its breathing was extremely rapid.

Big drops of saliva gradually flowed down from his steel teeth that were able to chew gold and iron, and dripped onto the ground.

"Blood..."

His scarlet eyes flashed with murderous intent and extreme madness. The body of a gangster was still hanging on his huge metal claws, and his head, with its eyes open, was filled with fear.

It looks like a four-year-old kid playing with toys.