"Pat, pat, pat..." The steel boots made a pattering sound on the muddy ground. With each step, deep footprints were left on the muddy road, only to be trampled into mud by the next footstep.
A few specks of mud splattered on the beggar by the roadside, causing him to shrink back in fear, lest these rampaging Church knights trample him.
Norton lowered his head, feigning fear, while also trying to avoid revealing his scarlet eyes.
He could still hear the sounds of commotion caused by the Church knights forcibly breaking into residents' homes.
For some unknown reason, starting yesterday, Church knights suddenly began a massive search of the city. Regardless of whether people were home or not, they would force their way into every resident's house and conduct a thorough search, from the wealthy to the poor and beggars. Any room whose interior could not be fully seen at a glance would be searched by these Church knights.
They seemed to be looking for something.
The Church knights' unusual actions forced Norton to demolish the cake wall he had built overnight and throw it outside the city, and to cover the bell tower where he was temporarily staying with dust, restoring it to the appearance of having been uninhabited for a long time.
However, the spot where he usually stayed was completely ignored by these Church knights.
This made Norton somewhat smug, feeling that his hidden idea was incredibly useful!
See? True concealment isn't about shooting and disappearing; it's about making people get used to your presence. That's the real art of concealment!
Little did they know that the Church knights' search was not limited to the so-called human species at all.
The Church's actions made Norton somewhat uneasy.
He didn't know what the Church was searching for, and initially thought they were searching him. However, during this time, the Church knights only searched the interiors of rooms that couldn't be seen at a glance, completely ignoring the streets and pedestrians, so he dismissed his guess.
What were these Church knights searching for? Norton instinctively felt that it must be related to what the Church had found in the Holy Lord City before.
The search in Lino City was extremely thorough; they practically plowed through the entire Lino City, seemingly trying to search every inch of it.
This also meant that Norton didn't dare return to his clock tower during this period. Instead, he would go to the slums where beggars gathered in the evenings, find a corner to squat in, and try to make himself appear more legitimate.
The search operation was carried out with great fanfare, but not a single spies from the Boya Empire were caught.
This somewhat unusual result struck Norton as very strange, but he was currently preoccupied with his own problems and had little energy to pay attention to these struggles between nations.
On the contrary, the Holy Judgment Order, which had already entered the Holy Lord City area, finally began the bloody purge of the Werewolf.
At this time, in the Holy Lord City.
The once bustling Holy Lord City is now deserted. Poverty and suffering, exploitation and oppression, have all been buried in the past with the arrival of the Werewolf. All that remains is an empty city and corpses scattered everywhere.
No, it cannot be called empty.
Because the Holy Lord City is now filled with ferocious Werewolf, some as tall as 1.7 to 1.8 meters, Werewolf have gathered here to replace humans and become the new rulers of the Holy Lord City.
The Holy Lord Cathedral has been transformed from a sanctuary for God into a den of Werewolf.
"Woo woo woo..." The howling of wolves rose and fell, and black Werewolf figures lay quietly in the city, almost filling the entire streets of the Holy Lord City.
Ever since the mutated wolf cub was captured by the Church knights of the Holy Lord Cathedral two years ago and sent back to the Holy See, the Wolf King has been calling on his friends and summoning Werewolf from all over the world.
This is an opportunity for the Werewolf race to change. Even though these Werewolf are not very intelligent, like beasts, all the Werewolf still united under this factor that involves the entire race and frantically converged on the location of the Holy Lord City. It has been two years now, and their numbers have reached a terrifying level!
The Holy Lord Cathedral, the center of the Holy Church.
The cathedral, once used for confession and worship of God, has now become a breeding ground for Werewolf.
Hundreds of large, robust female wolves gathered here and engaged in frenzied mating with the alpha wolf, whose muzzle bore obvious scars.
Some of the female wolves were clearly pregnant, and some were even in the process of giving birth. The solemn church hall had now become a bloody and filthy place for Werewolf reproduction, and the entire hall was filled with the smell of blood and stench.
The blood from childbirth mingled with amniotic fluid, making the ground wet and reeking of a foul odor. In one corner of the hall, the corpses of Werewolf cubs were piled up like a small mountain.
The corpses of these Werewolf cubs all showed obvious mutations, but unlike the wolf infant captured by the Church, they did not have perfect mutated bodies. Instead, they were extremely bizarre in appearance, some even looking indescribable and chilling.
Some were not even quite dead, emitting strange cries that didn't sound like Werewolf at all, struggling slightly among the pile of corpses.
Compared to the strong and robust Werewolf, the wolf king was already emaciated, even looking almost like rotten wood, showing signs of imminent death. But even so, it was still using its last bit of strength to seek an opportunity for change for its race.
Unfortunately, time is running out for it.
The night was pitch black, and the wind was slightly cool, but it couldn't dispel the oppressive atmosphere and the putrid smell of the Holy Lord City. There seemed to be signs of an impending downpour.
Werewolf roamed the streets of the Holy Lord City. Some walked openly on the streets, while others lay high on the rooftops, seemingly on patrol, constantly alert to their surroundings, or perhaps making some kind of preparation.
The wind picked up, bringing with it a light drizzle.
"Awooo..." A mournful wolf howl rang out outside the Holy Lord City.
As the howls of wolves echoed, the entire Holy Lord City instantly sprang into action.
"Awoooooo..."
The howls of wolves immediately echoed throughout the Holy Lord City. Because there were so many Werewolf, the combined howls almost drowned out the Holy Lord City.
With a series of mournful wolf howls, the doors of the Holy Lord Cathedral were flung open, and the emaciated figure of the wolf king leaped out.
"Awoooooo!!!"
Although weak and frail, on the verge of death, the wolf king's howl still overwhelmed the others, firmly drowning out the cries of all the Werewolf. And with this howl, all the Werewolf immediately had a direction.
Countless black Werewolf unleashed their power in an instant, transforming into a black torrent in the night, washing over the streets of Holy Lord City like a tidal wave and roaring out of the Holy Lord City.
Meanwhile, the pregnant she-wolves inside the Holy Lord Cathedral, each dragging their heavily pregnant bodies, lined up and rushed out of the Holy Lord Cathedral, then, escorted by a pack of Werewolf, headed into the distance.
The fact that they are this intelligent demonstrates the cunning and treacherous nature of Werewolf.