Chapter 666: Chapter 624: Mere Beasts Daring to Run Wild?
From a suave and elegant gentleman to a fierce and savage beast in the span of a single breath. These were the Werewolves—a race that ordinary people could scarcely imagine truly existed in the world.
As the Werewolf leader—whose Wolf Breath was countless times stronger than Jeremy’s—attacked, Qin Fan’s usual relaxed smirk was gone, replaced by a mask of seething fury.
An alien race had penetrated deep into Huaxia to commit such inhumane atrocities against innocent people. Did they really think Huaxia was still the dark, desperate nation of decades ago, where its people suffered in misery? It wasn’t just Qin Fan; any descendant of Yan and Huang would be unable to tolerate the truth that had come from the Werewolf leader’s mouth.
Kidnapping virginal maidens in the bloom of their youth, only to bleed them dry and drink their blood to advance their Cultivation.
The very thought was chilling enough to ignite an uncontrollable rage.
The recent string of missing person cases was merely what was visible on the surface. In the shadows, how long had this madness truly been going on? For them to move from the shadows into the open, one could only imagine how many innocents had already fallen into their clutches. To avoid the authorities, they must have initially preyed on people in underdeveloped regions with poor communication and oversight. Now, they had turned their sights to the urban fringes, risking exposure. This could only mean one thing: there was no prey left to hunt in those remote areas.
No prey left to hunt... what an utterly inhumane phrase.
In those places, how many girls in the flower of their youth have met such a horrific end? Qin Fan didn’t dare to dwell on the question. Though he was no Saint and had no desire to play the savior, he was a man of Huaxia, one whose passionate, fervent blood had not yet cooled. Faced with such demonic acts that annihilated all humanity, he could not remain calm.
A rare fury burned on his face, cold and unyielding. Influenced by his emotions, the Prison Suppressing Body activated on its own before the Werewolf leader could even reach him.
A Green Light suddenly erupted within the dimly lit bar, shining with a strange, eerie brilliance.
As soon as the Green Light appeared, Jeremy, who had already experienced the terrifying power of the Prison Suppressing Body, widened his eyes in panic and shouted, "Leader, be careful! You can’t touch the green light on him!"
What? The green light can’t be touched?
Hearing Jeremy’s panicked shout, the Werewolf leader’s eyes widened in shock. His movements slowed for a fraction of a second. The next instant, he curled his hand into a fist.
SWISH!
The strips of cloth torn from his clothes by his sudden growth instantly wrapped around his fist. At the same time, he unleashed the full, terrifying might of his Beast Strength. A fist with joints jutting out like the spikes on a wolf’s claw slammed viciously toward Qin Fan’s chest, while his other hand—a five-taloned paw covered in long fur and tipped with impossibly long, sharp nails—swiped at Qin Fan’s face.
This was no probing attack. He held nothing back.
However, just as his fist and claw were about to connect, Qin Fan’s hands blurred into a streak of motion. When they were a mere three centimeters from his heart and face, his hands shot out, seizing both the incoming fist and claw.
"Did no one tell you that Huaxia is forbidden ground for foreign barbarians? And you, a mere beast, dare to run rampant on the land of Yan Huang?" he spat through gritted teeth.
His hands, surging with True Qi, squeezed with terrifying force. The power of the Golden Core Realm burst forth, unleashing a might that had no equal in the mortal world.
CRACK! CRACK!
A crisp sound erupted from the Werewolf leader’s fist and claw.
"Oh no! FUCK!" the Werewolf leader suddenly howled hysterically. His fist and claw, crushed by Qin Fan’s power, were completely destroyed by the sickening cracks.
"I know you abominations that are neither human nor beast have strong self-healing abilities," Qin Fan snorted coldly. "But I wonder if you can heal bones that have been crushed to dust?"
With that, he increased the force of his grip.
"What are you all standing around for! Attack, attack, attack!"
Pain was a long-forgotten concept for Werewolves. Even as Qin Fan crushed the bones in his forelimbs, the leader didn’t cry out in agony. Instead, sensing his bones shatter, he let out a harrowing roar.
SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!
The three Vampires and the other Werewolves in the bar, who had been stunned by the sudden turn of events, snapped back to their senses at their leader’s cry. Without needing to exchange a single glance, they all launched their assault.
Only Jeremy and Norman remained where they stood, not daring to advance. They knew that with their meager strength, rushing forward would be suicide.
Qin Fan glanced at the impending siege and let out a cold snort. Bending his knee, he thrust it forward, slamming it into the Werewolf leader’s rock-solid chest.
BOOM!
At the same time, his hands released their grip on the leader’s limbs. The next second, the Werewolf leader, with a physique like the Hulk, was sent flying backward, smashing through everything in his path and leaving a trail of wreckage.
In that instant, the three Vampires swooped in, their arms spread like bat wings. Their sharp tusks gleamed as two of them aimed for the sides of Qin Fan’s neck. The third Vampire slashed at his glowing back with razor-sharp nails. The other Werewolves transformed and swarmed him, launching a barrage of fists and kicks. Each Beast Fist, powerful enough to shatter stone, carried an intense Beast Strength as it shot toward him from all directions. They no longer paid any mind to the Green Light coating Qin Fan’s body.
Though these creatures were like ants in Qin Fan’s eyes, he no longer saw them as mere clowns. For these beasts that had harmed countless innocent citizens of Huaxia, he felt nothing but pure, unadulterated hatred.
SWOOSH!
He didn’t choose to sweep them all away at once. Standing his ground, he seemed to pay no heed to the imminent assault. At this critical juncture, his body suddenly trembled. The Green Light flickered, and in less than half a second, its sharp aura intensified severalfold.
The entire bar was completely illuminated by the brilliant light. At this moment, Qin Fan was like a luminous body—one lighting up the entire bar.
PFFT! PFFT! PFFT!
FIZZ! FIZZ! FIZZ!
Suddenly, the attacks of the three Vampires and the horde of Werewolves landed. The moment they touched the Green Light, a series of soft sounds erupted. Qin Fan didn’t move an inch. It was as if the Vampires and Werewolves had struck a ball of cotton. No, even cotton would yield, yet not even the hem of Qin Fan’s clothes stirred.
"What’s going on?!" the three Vampires cried out in unison.
Their tusks and claws were stopped dead the moment they touched the Green Light, unable to advance another millimeter. Faced with this bizarre development, they subconsciously tried to pull back, but their bodies seemed to have been suctioned to the light.
They couldn’t advance, nor could they retreat.
It wasn’t just them; all the Werewolves were in the same predicament. It was as if they had all been frozen in place, utterly trapped.
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