As Vampire Bride Marishka spoke, two tall, fierce Werewolves sprang over from the distance, glaring viciously at Andrew and Anna.
Anna's expression turned grave. One Vampire Bride and two Werewolves was no weak lineup.
Previously, she, her brother, and a group of townspeople had fought a single Werewolf. The result had been that the Werewolf was completely unharmed, while her brother fell off a cliff.
At that moment, Anna noticed Andrew. For some reason, she felt relieved and suddenly thought that Vampire Bride and the Werewolves were not so frightening after all.
Andrew looked at Marishka and sighed. "Of course I'm quite handsome, and your human form is pretty too, but once you turn into a Vampire, you're really too ugly. I have no interest at all."
"You're calling me ugly?"
Marishka snarled. Andrew shook his head and said, "You misunderstood. Not ugly—extremely ugly."
"You're asking to die! We're the Blood Clan. You humans are only fit to be our food."
Marishka grew even angrier and shouted, "Go! Kill them!"
Hearing the order, the two Werewolves immediately let out low growls and pounced ferociously at Andrew and Anna. Before they even arrived, their stench had already washed over the two of them.
"Fuck, how long has it been since they took a bath?"
Andrew looked disgusted. He did not want to touch the two Werewolves, so he raised his hand. Demon King Power surged out, seized one Werewolf, and smashed him into the other.
Bang! The two Werewolves instantly became tumbling balls, rolling nonstop across the ground.
Seeing this, Marishka let out a shrill howl and lunged at Andrew like a shadow. She was so fast that Anna could not see her clearly at all.
Anna hurriedly raised her shotgun and fired ahead. With a bang, a mass of pellets