Salute To The General

Chapter 3170



Brave men would rise in the face of good rewards.

Colin managed to fire the bounty hunters up instantaneously. Everyone drew their weapons, ranging from crossbows to guns to swords, and howled as they prepared for battle.

The bounty for killing a normal werewolf was sufficient for them to live carefree for a few years.

If they could kill a werewolf group leader, the double amount reward could allow the hunters to live the rest of their lives frugally.

Slaughtering elites like the werewolf chief, War God, or general would earn them an attractive incentive that could turn them into wealthy men capable of leading luxurious lifestyles.

At that time, the werewolves rushed forward like tidal waves.

The city wall was only three to four meters tall and wasn't a significant obstacle to the agile werewolves.

The human soldiers seized the moment to shoot down the werewolves by using guns or crossbows before the werewolves climbed up the wall.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Gunshots rang out incessantly.

No one bothered saving the precious mithril bullets at that point as they showered their enemies with the valuable ammunition.

In an instant, over ten werewolves in the frontline were defeated.

However, more werewolves charged ahead angrily while stepping on their comrades' corpses and blood.

An exceptionally burly werewolf flailed his arms as he ran to deflect the incoming bullets.

Seeing that, the bounty hunters immediately attack the werewolf with crossbows, bombarding him with volleys of bolts.

The next second, the bolts stuck on the strapping werewolf's body, causing him to share the appearance of a hedgehog.

Unfortunately, the crossbows that could fire bolts with sufficient force to prate a boar could only stick to the werewolf's skin. The bolts couldn't pierce into his body and merely caused some superficial injuries to him.

Even the poison-tipped bolts were ineffective, as werewolves were immune to numerous toxins.

That was why the burly werewolf didn't receive any fatal damage despite being covered in bolts.Content provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

Instead, the external injuries stimulated his nerves and further aggravated him.

Then, the hedgehog-like werewolf slightly bent his legs and suddenly kicked the ground forcefully.

Boom!

The ground shattered as the werewolf launched himself up the city wall like a cannon.

Two machete-wielding bounty hunters rushed over and lifted their weapons, attempting to strike the burly werewolf.

Unexpectedly, the werewolf thrust his fists with the speed of lightning.

Bang! Bang!

The two bounty hunters' heads were crushed on the spot.

A commotion arose among the human soldiers manning the city wall.

Noticing that, Hepburn quickly walked toward the brawny werewolf while rapidly pulling Dictum's trigger.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

She emptied Dictum's magazine in one go.

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The gun's firepower and the special-made mithril bullets were deadly to members of the dark clans.

The burly werewolf trembled as Hepburn's shots hit him. A few bloody holes were formed on his body.

He fell face-first onto the floor with a thud.

A foreign bounty hunter with a mustache saw the strapping werewolf being defeated. He thought he could take advantage of the situation and land the fatal blow

on the werewolf to win the reward.

Therefore, he grabbed a long dagger and sprinted over, wanting to cut off the werewolf's head.

Hepburn couldn't help but scream when she took in the scene, "Be careful!"

Right after the words left her mouth, the burly werewolf, who was gravely injured, abruptly went on a rampage.

Although the werewolf was

drenched in blood, he remained ferocious. He grabbed the foreign hunter with both hands, opened his maw wide, and bit off that hunter's threat with a crunch.

Watching that, Hepburn felt enraged and heartbroken.

Right then, a figure appeared in a flash.

Myron of the Seven Champions showed up and chopped the werewolf's neck. Then, he booted the latter's head away like kicking a football. Myron uttered, “Don't panic. Let's continue to fight!"

Werewolves scaled the city wall and wreaked havoc on the battlefield while the human soldiers put up great resistance. Meanwhile, Nathan and Raytor's duel had reached its final phase as Raytor was battered and driven to a corner.

However, at the same time, Steen was working together with a few werewolf priests to commence an offering ritual.