The terror on his wolfish face quickly turned into ferocity. His claws waved repeatedly, and energy surged from within him.
A black shield formed above his head.
In the next second, the Mystic Fireblade pierced the black shield.
The black shield, as if made of paper, was directly pierced by the Mystic Fireblade.
Immediately after, the Mystic Fireblade pierced through the body of the Werewolf Viscount, pinning him to the ground.
The second Werewolf Viscount was thus easily slain.
The remaining five Werewolf Viscounts, either stunned with fear or having given up resistance, had their heads severed by the remaining five Mystic Fireblades.
Werewolf blood sprayed everywhere.
This scene excited the elite disciples who had just suffered heavy losses, and they cheered loudly.
Seven swords easily killed seven Werewolves. The formidable power of the formation astonished Donovan.
Augustus was also surprised, but after the surprise came rage. Those slain Werewolf Viscounts were elite members with the potential to become Werewolf Earls.
After the initial attempt, Violet felt confident. She crushed another Jade Talisman and pressed it against the stone tablet.
In the sky, under the rotating circular golden light screen, seven more Mystic Fireblades formed.
With a wave of Violet’s right hand, the seven Mystic Fireblades once again swooped down towards the seven Werewolves on the ground.
Without any suspense, another seven Werewolf Viscounts died on the spot.
Encouraged by this success, Violet consumed more Spiritual Power and crushed another Jade Talisman.
Seven more Mystic Fireblades formed. The Werewolf Earls and Viscounts on the ground panicked.
The elite disciples of Seven Stars Sword Sect, Iron Sword Sect, and Flood Dragon Gang seized this opportunity, roaring as they charged at the Werewolves who had just slaughtered them.
The Werewolves, who had initially held the upper hand, were now overwhelmed by fear and momentum, struggling to withstand the elite disciples’ attacks.
An enraged Augustus, with bloodshot eyes, looked at Violet who was controlling the formation.
In the next second, Augustus’s powerful aura erupted. He leaped towards Violet with all his might.
Seeing Augustus attempting to kill his daughter, Donovan couldn’t let him succeed. He flashed forward with explosive speed, wielding his Dragonfire Warblade with immense power, slashing at Augustus’s back.
Augustus turned abruptly and punched out.
Augustus’s fist directly deflected the incoming Dragonfire Warblade.
“Marquis Tajik, kill that girl controlling the formation!” Augustus ordered a Wolf Tribe Duke.
Marquis Tajik and another marquis were jointly attacking Serene Dark.
Under the attacks of two Wolf Tribe Dukes, Serene Dark had already suffered minor injuries and was dodging attacks with agile movements.
Hearing Augustus’s command, Marquis Tajik didn’t hesitate. He abandoned his attack on Serene Dark and charged towards Violet.
Seeing this, Serene Dark shouted angrily. After deflecting an attack from another Wolf Tribe Duke with a sword strike, he burst forward, aiming at Marquis Tajik’s back.
However, Marquis Tajik was too fast. Serene Dark’s sword failed to hit him.
Anxious, Serene Dark wanted to pursue with his sword, but another Wolf Tribe Duke’s massive body suddenly blocked his path.
“Old man, your opponent is me now. Die!” The Wolf Tribe Duke sneered and punched at Serene Dark.
Serene Dark could only use his sword to block again.
Boom!
With a muffled sound, the Wolf Tribe Duke’s fist struck the sword. The powerful impact forced Serene Dark to retreat over ten steps before stabilizing himself.
Due to internal injuries, blood oozed from Serene Dark’s mouth.
Enduring the pain, Serene Dark looked towards Violet’s direction.
Marquis Tajik was already very close to Violet. Knowing it was too late, Serene Dark still risked damaging his cultivation foundation to rush towards Violet.
Unfortunately, he hadn’t gone far when the Wolf Tribe Duke appeared in front of him again.
As before, the Wolf Tribe Duke punched at Serene Dark.
“Get lost!” Serene Dark roared angrily and attacked the Wolf Tribe Duke frantically.
However, this Wolf Tribe Duke had consumed Everlife Fruit and was quite powerful. Facing Serene Dark’s desperate attacks, he easily deflected them and kept Serene Dark entangled.
Marquis Tajik was now only ten meters away from Violet.
Tajik let out an angry roar. A phantom Werewolf body separated from his main body and leaped into the air, intending to stomp heavily on Violet below.
Violet had already formed seven more Mystic Fireblades with the formation. Seeing a Werewolf attacking her, she immediately directed the giant swords to attack the phantom Werewolf.
The phantom Werewolf in mid-air was dispersed by the fourth Mystic Fireblade. The remaining three giant swords then violently attacked Tajik’s main body.
Tajik was shocked that his strongest combat skill was so easily broken. He knew that dodging was useless against the giant swords and concentrated all his power into his right hand before punching out.
Boom!
The fifth giant sword was shattered by Tajik’s punch. The sixth giant sword broke through Tajik’s defense. The seventh giant sword severed Tajik’s entire right arm.
“Ah…!!” Tajik screamed in agony as his arm was cut off.
Seeing Violet control the formation to sever Tajik’s arm, Serene Dark felt slightly relieved despite being entangled by another Wolf Tribe Duke.
“Daring to cut off my arm! I’ll tear you apart!” Tajik roared furiously.
He then produced a black bottle from somewhere in his left wolf claw.
The bottle contained demon liquid that could enhance Werewolf strength.
The demon liquid had severe backlash effects after its potency wore off, so Werewolves rarely used it unless absolutely necessary.
Without hesitation, Tajik swallowed the demon liquid from the black bottle.
Tajik’s body grew taller again from 8. 2 meters to 8. 6 meters!
The one-armed Tajik roared towards the sky in fury and charged at Violet with all his anger.
While Tajik consumed the demon liquid, Violet crushed another Jade Talisman.
In mid-air, an even larger and more terrifying Mystic Fireblade formed.
Seeing Marquis Tajik charging at her, Violet’s face remained cold as she pressed her right hand downwards.
The Mystic Fireblade tore through the air and roared downwards, targeting Marquis Tajik directly.
Tajik suddenly halted his charge because he clearly felt death approaching.
Escape!
At this moment, only one thought occupied Tajik’s mind.
But it was too late. The Mystic Fireblade struck Marquis Tajik on the head.