Bursts of ghostly green fire exploded.
After the female werewolf's soul scattered, the three of us finally let out long breaths.
But at the same time, the female werewolf's body began to rapidly age and shrivel...
"Why is her corpse aging?"
Zhang Yuchen exclaimed in surprise.
Pan Ling merely glanced at it and said:
"Her body contained a great deal of special evil energy—the green evil energy we saw before.
Now that the evil energy is gone and her soul has dispersed,
the backlash has appeared. In the end, she was only human, not a true werewolf."
We watched her body rapidly shrivel and age.
I muttered:
"Western werewolves should have looked something like she did before, right?"
Zhang Yuchen answered directly:
"Who knows? Wolf or dog, it doesn't matter. When they run into us, they'll have to tuck their tails."
Pan Ling spoke again:
"Brother Jiang, what do we do next? There's still that female college student over there."
At the mention of the female college student, we all looked over.
We found that the college student who had opened the door for us earlier had long since collapsed onto the ground in terror, staring at us with a face full of fear.
Werewolves, decapitations—she had already been scared out of her wits.
She was trembling all over, her worldview completely shattered.
We walked toward her. When she saw us approaching, she was clearly a little afraid.
Subconsciously, she scooted back a little.
"Student Ma, don't be afraid. You saw everything that happened just now. The director and deputy director of this stray dog shelter were both evil werewolf cultivators.
The three of us are Taoists who specialize in dealing with this sort of thing!"
Hearing me say that, she stared at us in horror.
"T-Taoists?"
"Don't be afraid,