"Your behavior of saving werewolfs has increased your reputation in the werewolf camp by 300 and activated the werewolf reputation. Do you want to join the werewolf camp immediately? Or after 24 hours of continuous development, confirm again whether to join the camp!"

As expected, Xu Mo lowered his eyes and waved his hand to make the werewolf team move forward quickly. The first human village was right in front of him, and it was the smallest village located in the valley. When he arrived near the village, Xu Mo had already explored the defense location of the village and called two high-level werewolfs. After a brief explanation, he let the werewolf attack directly.

The werewolf ran quickly and quickly until the entrance of the village, and was discovered by the guards on the wooden wall. The werewolf could jump to half the height of the wooden wall with one jump. He used his sharp claws to leverage the force on the wooden wall, and then jumped up to the wooden wall again. The guards shouted and stabbed straight with wooden guns. However, because there were only a few people, dense clusters of thorns could not be formed. The werewolf only needed to move and approached the guards, and then they were bitten through their throats and squirted blood and fell off the wooden wall.

The humans in the valley also discovered the attack of the werewolfs. The failure of the battle last night actually made the people in the village ready to be retaliated by the blood clan. But when the danger really came, everyone couldn't help but scream in fear. When Xu Mo slowly walked into the gate of the village from the end, the entire village was already in chaos, with people running around everywhere, chasing the werewolf behind them.

The little werewolf is no longer the cute boy with big eyes. After transforming, he was a strong werewolf with a glimmer of blue light and a height of 2.25 meters. Now he is chasing a lame human boy with a sharp mouth and a monkey cheek. He is thin and has a small figure. Not only does one leg have problems, but his right arm is also shrinking like a child's arm, forming a sharp contrast with his healthy left arm.

The little werewolf did not bite his neck, but chased and stopped. He poked the boy's buttocks from time to time with his sharp claws. Every time he touched it, the disabled human teenager would scream like a female voice. The little werewolf seemed to enjoy this feeling of playing and was not in a hurry to end his life. While the two of them chased each other, the disabled teenager had already run to Xu Mo in a panic.

Now the little werewolf finally found that his game was discovered by the boss. Now it felt that it was not fun. He raised his claws in a panic, trying to kill the lame ant in front of him.

Xu Mo was also amused by the scene in front of him, and waved his hand to stop the little werewolf's killing. At the same time, he asked the little werewolf to notify other werewolfs and gathered all the villagers who were still alive in the village into the open space in the middle of the village.

When the massacre was terminated, there were twelve corpses and eight other scarred old, weak, sick and disabled in the middle of the human village. Seven of them were old men, and there was no other young man except the lame human teenager.

"Sir, all humans are already concentrated here. They seem to have known that we will attack and have not resisted much. What should we do now? Do we force them to where other humans are going?" After the old werewolf finished his duty, he asked Xu Mo in a low voice.

"Well, go and ask them. I believe that the werewolf's sharp minions are of great help to interrogating these weak humans!" Xu Mo glanced at the old werewolf meaningfully.

"Yes, sir!" The old werewolf lowered his eyelids and did not look at Xu Mo's deep-sighted gaze.

Soon, the old people's groans and painful moans were remembered one after another, but there was no scream. The slaves of these vicissitudes of human beings had experienced too much sorrow and torture in their lives, and the physical pain was insignificant. Even their stay was deliberately done to let the blood clan's revenge be vented, so that their descendants could continue to enjoy freedom and joy after returning to their homeland. Even if they were still hungry, people would continue to be swallowed by the beasts of Ceylon Mountain.

Xu Mo stared at all this expressionlessly, as if he felt like he was in a grand movie feast. Whether it was the werewolf licking the bloody claws, or the human beings who were blooming in their skin and bloody flesh, he felt an unreal illusion. He was like a patient who had morphine, rising up in the air and watching the actors' performances.

However, with four of the seven old men falling to the ground and dying, Xu Mo was no longer satisfied with this inefficient work. He wanted to take action himself to confirm the information provided by Henry from the remaining humans.

"Bring that lame boy to me! Just stand beside me." Xu Mo glanced at the little werewolf and ordered.

Soon the lame boy was brought to Xu Mo. The old werewolf who had not completed the task was silently watching Xu Mo. In his long life, he had long learned that he could not get any information from these humans. Just as he would not betray his fellow races, death was just a relief for the elderly in the slave race in this world. He wanted to know how Xu Mo, who was highly valued by the blood clan and even gained control of these werewolfs, would use how to pry open the mouths of these humans.

"What's your name, boy!" Xu Mo asked softly.

Seeing the boy's face pale, his lips were closed tightly, and he didn't say a word, Xu Mo immediately waved his hand to signal the little werewolf.

"Say!" The little werewolf beside Xu Mo immediately grinned, and Lan Youyou's eyes began to look back and forth on the boy, as if he was watching the piece of meat become more tender.

"It's just a name, your tribe members won't blame you!" Xu Mo continued to say softly.

"I... don't have a name, everyone calls me...garbage!" The young man secretly looked at the other three old men kneeling on the ground.

"Kill them!" Xu Mo immediately ordered the old werewolf. Amid the screams of death of the old people behind him, Xu Mo continued to whisper in the ear of the young man whose body was shaking into a sieve:

"In the future, you will not call garbage anymore. I will give you a new name - hero. Look, they are dead, you are still alive, they are useless when they are old, and you are still young. After returning to St. Cisse Castle, if you establish some merits, it is possible to exchange for the favor of a certain blood clan. The first embrace of the blood clan will not only give you a long life, but also cure your arms and waste legs. Look, I am also a human being, but I will become a noble blood clan next month!" Xu Mo said slowly, with a strange light emitting in his eyes.

After saying that, Xu Mo stopped looking at the reaction of the lame boy. He waved his hand and asked the little werewolf to carry him on his back. After burning everything in the valley, the team moved towards the second village where humans gathered. The second human village had only the old man. Xu Mo did not waste any more time and directly let the werewolf implement the three-light policy, and then headed towards the last, and largest human valley.

In the largest human valley, the werewolf spent more effort than before, and several werewolfs were even stabbed by bamboo guns. The valley here has more hope for the remaining humans, and they even have rice that is about to be harvested. This time, Xu Mo did not implement the Three Lights policy, and ordered the werewolf to try to capture these humans alive, and tie them one by one into a string.

There were more than 30 living humans in total. Finally, Xu Mo ordered the werewolf to let every living human be harvested a bundle of rice on the back and told everyone that no matter how much the remaining rice would be burned. As a result, after spending an hour to harvest, each human was carrying the maximum weight he could bear. Xu Mo had no choice but to reduce the amount by half. Seeing that most of the rice in his home and valley turned into ashes, some of these strong human elderly people finally began to cry.

"These more than thirty slaves and rice should be able to meet the master's request. Unfortunately, if there were more slaves, then the master might give it to others for the first time!" Xu Mo murmured to himself.

"Sir, there is a hidden place, and there are more slaves!" After hearing Xu Mo's words, the lame boy couldn't help but answer the words.

However, after saying this, not only the old werewolf next to him showed a look of surprise, but the lame boy also opened his eyes wide, with an incredible light in his eyes, and a hint of red blood appeared on his pale face.

Xu Mo smiled at him kindly and took out the map: "You just need to point it accidentally, it's just a careless one. Even if you don't point, the werewolf's sensitive sense of smell will find them. It's not your fault for being caught, it has nothing to do with you."

"Think about it, maybe when you return to St. Cice Castle, you can become a hero. No one will call you a garbage again. No disability, you can eat a full meal every day, and run freely like him." Xu Mo pointed to the little werewolf.

The boy trembled his fingers and gently clicked on the map. Then his fingers quickly shrank back as if they were on the burning red soldering iron, and buried his little head in the little werewolf's dense back hair.

Henry didn't lie to me. It turned out that in the cave he marked, the cave had only a narrow exit, with a small mouth and a large belly, and could hide thousands of people inside. A dangerous light flashed in Xu Mo's eyes.

"Why? Why did he say it?" The old werewolf's low and tired voice came to Xu Mo's ears.

(There is another update later in the evening. Thanks to the friends recommended by Du Niang in this chapter!)
Chapter completed!