On the grass, Hilcon Count's originally not-so-tall figure began to rise rapidly.

Two meters, three meters, three and a half meters, four meters, five meters... seven meters, seven point three!

Hilcon Count's figure reached an astonishing height of seven point three meters and then stopped.

That Caucasian face transformed into a ferocious wolf head, revealing sharp teeth. Both his hands and feet expanded several times, becoming sharp wolf claws, and behind his tailbone grew a hard wolf tail.

As his body enlarged, Hilcon Count's entire body was filled with explosive muscles. Unlike the usual werewolves' gray and black fur, his fur carried a silver sheen, exuding a touch of nobility. However, his eyes were filled with savage intent.

"Heh heh, weaklings of Huaxia, are you ready to die?"

Hilcon Count looked down on the people below with his scarlet wolf eyes and let out a mocking sound, as if he controlled the lives of everyone present.

Boom~!

An overwhelming pressure spread from Hilcon Count's body.

Seeing this, Li Xinyan, Zhao Hui, Xiao Hailong, and others all changed their expressions. This powerful pressure made the air a bit stagnant.

Bang! Bang!

The group of foreigners behind Hilcon Count let out strange laughter, and their clothes all burst open. Viscount Yagman, four Barons, seventeen Wolf Shadow Guards, and those twelve ordinary werewolves also began to transform.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

The howls of the werewolves resounded, and fearsome beast-like auras spread out. The forms of these werewolves rapidly grew taller.

"Zhao Hui, shoot quickly, kill them!"

Li Xinyan's beautiful eyes flashed with a cold light as she decisively commanded.

The boss hadn't returned yet, and if they waited until all these werewolves had fully transformed before taking action, many brothers might already be dead or injured.

"Yes, fire!"

Zhao Hui shouted loudly, and with a click, his riot gun was the first to fire.

Boom~!!

A heavy silver bullet shot out directly from the riot gun, hitting an ordinary werewolf that was transforming right in the forehead.

The ordinary werewolf couldn't even scream before its head exploded, dead on the spot.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The other Ancient Martial Artists also started firing, and in no time, intensive gunfire pervaded. Due to the werewolves' large size and considerable numbers, they hardly needed to aim, and silver bullets struck those werewolves one after another.

The ordinary werewolves, though thick-skinned, couldn't withstand the assault of the silver bullets. Five more ordinary werewolves died on the spot.

The four Wolf Race Barons had tougher defenses, but after being hit by the shotgun bullets, the silver pellets embedded in their muscles burned painfully like fire.

The wounds caused by the silver bullets couldn't be healed by the werewolves' extraordinary healing power, nor could the bullets be pushed out of their bodies.

Additionally, since the shotgun bullets Zhao Hui and the others used consisted of a few large silver pellets at the least and more than a hundred small silver pellets at the most, like throwing a handful of small stones, one shot would lodge dozens of silver pellets into a werewolf's body.

Among the four Wolf Race Barons, two were shot in the vital areas of the neck and heart under the concentrated firepower, dying instantly.

As for the seventeen Wolf Shadow Guards, each stood over five meters tall.

Their hard fur was blood-red, and they were more resilient. Under the concentrated fire, not a single one died.

Whizz! Whizz! Whizz!

Silver bullets pierced the thick hard fur of the Wolf Shadow Guards, lodging in the muscles.

Though not immediately lethal, the burning pain of the silver bullet cases instantly provoked furious howls from the Wolf Shadow Guards, making their blood-red fur even more vivid.

"Damn it, lowly ants, daring to shoot my Bordeaux Clan's people with silver bullets, everyone must die!"

Viscount Yagman's eyes turned crimson. He was also hit by some shotgun-fired silver pellets, feeling a fiery pain inside.

Immediately, Viscount Yagman let out a howl and charged at the crowd, flinging a brother wielding a shotgun away in a flash, dead on the ground.

"Hai Feng, Sea Huo, kill with me!"

Xiao Hailong's expression changed. At once, Xiao Hailong and the Elders Hai Feng and Sea Huo, holding silver blades, surrounded Viscount Yagman.

Bi Luoyue's charming face chilled, and the Cyan Peak Longsword in her hand turned into a silver long sword. Her figure flickered as she moved towards an ordinary werewolf.

Slash!

Bi Luoyue leaped forward like a phantom, slicing the silver long sword in her hand across, slitting the throat of that ordinary werewolf.

The ordinary werewolf's neck spurted blood, dying instantly.

Among those present, the Profound Tier experts all wielded silver blades, joining in the close combat.

Li Xinyan and those Late Stage Yellow Tier marksmen withdrew to the rear.

Both sides began to battle fiercely, and for a time, the area was filled with a heavy scent of blood.

"Heh heh, kill, leave not a single one of these little ants alive!"

Hilcon Count's voice came from his throat, his eyes crimson. Once he killed these ants, after today, this Mountain Villa would become the property of his Bordeaux Clan.

Boom!

Hilcon Count's massive form exploded into action, striking two Profound Tier experts with a claw, sending them flying to the ground, lifeless. Immediately, another claw pierced through the chest of an Early Stage Profound Tier disciple, blood staining the ground.

"Heh heh, the taste of delicious blood."

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