A few werewolves dashed forward in Nikola's direction.

He let out a cold snicker. His right hand reached for the corner of his cloak and waved it casually.

The cloak somehow formed a shield, sending gushes of strong wind in the werewolves' direction.

The werewolves were sent hurling in a projectile.

Nikola sniggered. "Weredogs will be weredogs. Your filthy race has nothing on vampires."

The werewolves were vexed by his remarks, and a number of powerful fighters were about to teach the insolent vampire a lesson. However, Moab's voice rang right then.

"How dare a mere baron of the vampires tries to stir trouble in my turf?"

Though Moab's voice was not loud, it reverberated through the crowd.

Nikola shuddered upon hearing his voice. The smug look on his face disappeared, and he appeared to be writhing in pain. Moab's voice had shattered his very being.

He clutched his chest in agony as he staggered to steady himself. However, in the end, Nikola stumbled to the floor.

his

vampires, huh? You're nothing in front of Moab. He doesn't even need to show to shatter your very

and Max led their subordinates out of

looked at Nikola, who was crouching on the floor in pain, and uttered coldly, "Werewolves and vampires have never gotten along. Who gave you the audacity to come here and cause a

was unwilling to yield and lifted his head to meet Moab's gaze. He gritted through his teeth, "I am here on the viscount, Lord Antonio's, orders

seemed

werewolves that he had formed an

here to

amount of pressure lifted off him. His

baron did not bother to

to

possibly strongest human, one of the last powerful men in Ariarica, or one would even say one of the strongest humans to grace

a beloved nephew named Karlis He was murdered by Nathan Cross in Aploth. Lord Antonio is very furious about what has happened. At the same time, he has gotten news that you

intrigued

hidden clans in Adrune-the werewolves

more formidable, evil, and vicious in comparison with

urge to kill would only be activated in werewolves on nights

vampires thrived on human blood. They would come out to hunt in the middle of the night and had proved themselves to be

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