Warwick the Godfather of Terra

However, the werewolf still underestimated the beastly nature of these people and overestimated their moral qualities.

Not only did they give this unstable thing to people directly, they even modified it privately, and put on their own crudely made knight armor without even adding a cooling system.

Those knight armors that were considered advanced in their eyes were not even worth a hair in Warwick's eyes.

In the worldview of Steppenwolf, not only is Rambo a muscular man who can rub mechas with his hands, but even the Hextech crystals in the original worldview are not comparable to you guys.

So even I took a day to overcome the difficulty. If your shitty armor that is not even as good as toilet paper in my hand can withstand it, I will lick your mother's bloody cunt clean!

These guys must have treated the Plastic Knight as a sacrificial test subject!

I want to use this competition to knock down Maria and test the stability of the alchemy pot at the same time.

Your grandma is a lotus.

The werewolf gritted his teeth, his eyes bloodshot.

The sharp steel teeth collided up and down, sparks flying.

"Isn't that the power reactor you handed in?"

At this time, Zofia finally saw the situation clearly. She looked at the green power reactor behind the Plastic Knight, turned her head and looked at Warwick, her tone as anxious as that of Ceope who saw the meal.

"Yeah, I didn't expect these beasts to turn such unsafe things into equipment for people to use!"

There was a hint of murderous intent brewing in the werewolf's tone.

Warwick has a view that no one should be used as a test subject at any time.

Because Warwick was once a test subject.

The werewolf's hatred for this experimental behavior of using living people to test equipment is engraved in the bones of this body!

Not to mention that under the Dark Knight's skin, Warwick's self-control is basically zero.

Although not as crazy as the Bloodthirsty and as greedy as the Wild Wolf, it is more violent.

It's like a piece of dry firewood covered with oil, which will catch fire at any time.

"Oh, you still underestimate how dirty these people are."

Sofia sneered. She had faced this disgusting filth and dirt before.

This situation is not uncommon.

Why is Casimir's knight equipment updated so quickly? It's all data obtained from bloody collisions.

“Don’t say it’s unsafe, as long as it can be used and can bring them benefits, then they can use anything.

Needless to say, the family of that Plastic guy must have been arrested by now. They are probably using this as a threat to force Serkiak to wear the unstable armor to participate in the competition..."

Before Zofia could finish her words, she suddenly felt a piercing chill rising from her body.

It was a fear that came from the soul, so cold that it almost froze her bone marrow and gave her goose bumps all over.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Turning around, my aunt was suddenly startled.

The giant wolf, who was originally sitting there with an angry look on his face, now had a pair of blood-red eyes revealed through the viewport under his helmet!

The black cyclone emanating from the giant wolf's body was like a tornado, so cold and biting that it made even the soul tremble!

Warwick was really angry.

Sofia's words just happened to be the last match to ignite the pile of dry wood.

Anger occupied his brain in an instant. Unlike the murderous intent to kill everything during a bloodthirsty rage, this was pure anger!

This kind of anger is something he cannot suppress in the non-digital world.

The Chamber of Commerce is also courting death. As a fool, Warwick will be fine as long as you don't mess with his girls or poke his weak spots.

So what are Warwick's two weak spots?

One is to conduct human experiments on humans.

Another is to threaten others with family members.

In the original world line, Vandal, who was still a normal person, wanted to protect his family, the future Piltover law enforcement officer - Wei, and Jinx, who was called Boom at that time and would become a runaway loli in the future. Between killing his old rival Silk and saving his family, he chose to save his family.

Then, Vandel, who was killed by Hilco, was transformed by the alchemist and became the current Warwick after an inhumane surgical experiment.

The Chamber of Commerce just happened to touch these two areas where it shouldn't be touched.

"That guy, where is he?"

There was a hint of restlessness in the werewolf's tone. Even if he tried hard to suppress it, Zofia could still hear the rage that was ready to burst out at any time and burn everything.

"I don't know. He never tells me where he lives..."

Before she finished her words, Zofia felt a flash of golden light around her.

Warwick disappeared from her side in an instant and appeared in the dressing room of Serkiak.

After opening the box of Sekiak, the werewolf's nostrils twitched slightly.

Then there was another flash of golden light, and he reappeared beside Zofia and stretched out his hand.

My aunt suddenly felt her hand being grabbed by a trembling steel claw. To her surprise, Warwick did not use arcane warp this time.

"Hold on tight."

Leaving Zofia behind, the werewolf threw a word to Zofia, who had just managed to hold the wolf's head, and got down on all fours.

From those scarlet eyes, traces of blood spread out, covering the entire ground.

That is the instinct called blood hunting.

The murderous intent and bloodlust in Warwick's bones are awakening.

They are cheering, they are boiling!

They... are thirsty for blood...

“Bang…Bang…”

With all four claws on the ground, the steel claws dug deep marks on the ground. With the roar of metal colliding, Warwick disappeared in the arena carrying the confused Zofia.

The two men rushed out of the arena and headed northwest.

"Hey! Warwick, what's wrong with you?"

Holding the steel spike on the werewolf's back, Zofia lowered her body and asked loudly.

In her sight, there was a reflection of a giant wolf in the process of transformation!

The pitch-black armor all over his body was swallowed up by the growing flesh, and green hair grew out. The sharp steel claws became even bigger, and the cold light of the claw blades became even more dazzling.

The two scarlet eyes on his head were emitting scorching anger.

The Dark Knight has taken off his armor.

The one appearing at this moment is the Zaun Angry Beast!

"I, looking for..."

At this moment, the sound coming out of his mouth had changed from a low roar to a hoarse roar.

"I... Slaughter!!!"

The long tail dragged a bloody trail in the night, leaving a scarlet streak.

Holding the wolf's head, Sofia felt that the figure beneath her was particularly strange.

Who the hell is he?

What has he been through?

I don't know anything.

The left hand holding the wolf's head felt slightly hot.

Zofia leaned over and hugged the wolf's head.

“I don’t know what you’re going to do…

But I will go with you."

Reaching out and grabbing the giant wolf's neck, Zofia raised her head, her golden pupils flashing with unquestionable determination.

A horse and a wolf were running wildly in the rainy night. Only long golden hair and a gray-green tail could be vaguely seen in the darkness.

But the people inside the arena had no time to care whether the two were out to get a marriage certificate or to fight.

They only care about whether the players in the field can stand up.

Because if she lay down again, Maria would be declared the loser.

"Hurry up! Knight Yao! My entire fortune depends on you!"

Ruozi's eyes turned red as she waved the lottery ticket in her hand.

"Go lie down if you want! Don't lie here! Money is more important here, don't do it here!"

He was so anxious that he even borrowed a slave loan tonight in order to gamble on a comeback.

Slave loan means that if he cannot pay it back tomorrow, he will become a slave to others.

Well, Casimir had slavery.

Of course, whether this slave will be a combat slave or a hard-working slave depends on the master's ideas.

There are many people around him who grew up like him.

"Oh, it seems that our Little Yao Knight's training instructor couldn't stand it anymore and left our arena first. Did they go to contact the emergency doctor?

I have to say they are really stupid. If they want a doctor, what can be better than our latest treatment cream, made by..."

Big Mouth Mob didn't find it strange to see the werewolf and Zofia leaving.

After all, Maria was shot far away with just one arrow, and her life or death is unknown. Seeing how busy those two people are, they are probably going to find a familiar medical warlock with Originium skills.

"Ah, it hurts!"

However, just as he turned his gaze back to the field, the voice of Big Mouth Mob suddenly stopped!

He, what did he see?

Maria, who had just been shot by an arrow and fell to the ground, actually stood up?

"Is she okay?"

The Plastic Knight Serchiak was also stunned. He watched Maria slowly stand up with a thick and heavy arrow half a person's length stuck in her chest. Although he was a little surprised, his hands did not slow down at all.

"Click!"

When the trigger was pulled, the crossbow fired another heavy arrow, this time the target was Maria's head!

For the sake of his children and wife, he cannot lose, and he can't hold back anymore!

Plastic Knight knew very well that if he killed Maria directly here, the Howling Guards would not pay the huge amount of bail for him and he would definitely be thrown into jail.

But at least his children and wife would have a greater chance of survival.

Since it’s death anyway, why not give them the only chance of survival?

At this moment, in the top box in the audience, the executive director of Howling Guard was staring intently.

Under Maria's armor, there is another set of armor hidden!

Unlike the ordinary armor that looks gorgeous and noble but can actually be pierced by an arrow, this armor looks exceptionally outstanding just from the green light exposed on the chest!

"Damn it, this guy actually has a trump card!"

The executive directors lined up their chairs and gnashed their teeth.

The recorder at the side quickly took out the communicator and prepared as if facing a great enemy.

"But it's okay."

He threw the cigar butt in his hand onto the ground, letting it burn a hole in the precious Victorian hand-woven carpet.

"Fortunately, I already knew this piece of trash was nothing. Inform the people below to execute according to the plan!"

The recorder nodded quickly and dialed the communicator without even having time to answer.

"The director said, execute according to the plan."