Chapter 49

Before we begin, I want to explain a problem: Selinna currently does not have the ability to read others' memories through blood.

From beginning to end, only the three elders of the Blood Clan—Viktor, Markus, and Amelia—could read others' memories through blood; now Viktor has been killed by Selinna, leaving only Markus and Amelia as the two elders. (In the movie, after Viktor was awakened by Selinna, he once angrily told her: You don't have this skill.)

Oh, right.

Now we also have to add the protagonist, who naturally gained the ability to read others' memories after installing the progenitor vampire source blood.

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On the streets of Budapest outside Mai Cuo Zhuang Yuan by more than thirty li, the bright moon hung high, and a horse slowly moved forward.

At a three-way intersection, Su Qing pulled the reins and said: "Whoa!"

"Come out!" Su Qing jumped off the horse, drew his dual guns, and stood ready.

The two men following behind emerged from the shadows, flanking from left and right.

"Stop; if you get any closer, I'm afraid I won't be able to resist shooting you dead." Su Qing aimed his guns at the two men's heads, tilted his head, and said: "I recall werewolves always hide east and west—how dare you now be so bold, directly guarding the city entrance like waiting for a rabbit?"

"You filthy trash." The left‑hand man clenched his fists and said angrily.

"Hey, you're still cursing." Su Qing impatiently waved his pistol, finger on the trigger, causing the two men to instinctively halt their steps.

"No need to waste words with him—let's attack together and kill him." The right‑hand man grimaced, grabbed his clothes and flung them aside, let out a low growl, and began to transform.

The other man kept watching Su Qing; seeing his calm, composed expression with no trace of panic, he felt uneasy and shouted loudly: "Quick, dodge!"

Poof poof poof…

Bullets flew out of the barrel, each shot hitting the transformed werewolf's head, directly turning it into a honeycomb.

The man beside him saw this and his face immediately changed drastically; he raised his gun and fired wildly at Su Qing, but unfortunately Su Qing was too fast—the bullets couldn't catch up to him at all.

In just a few breaths, Su Qing flashed and was right next to the man.

"I surrender, as long as you spare me, I'll do anything." The man had already been scared witless; seeing Su Qing about to act, he didn't say a word, threw away his gun, panicked, dropped to his knees, and raised his hands begging.

This scene caught Su Qing off guard; he had thought werewolves were fearless berserkers who would never surrender.

Who would have thought he was such a weakling, dropping to his knees without a thought—truly a disgrace to the berserker's reputation.

"Good, West-West thing person Wei Junjie." Su Qing nodded and asked, "I ask you, what major events have happened in Budapest in the past four months?"

"If we're talking about major events, there are only two: first, our Wolf Clan's king Lucian killed Victor." The man said this, and the panic on his face actually disappeared, his eyes showing a reverent expression.

Seeing this, Su Qing without hesitation shot the man in the thigh.

"Ah… you… you… I already said… why did you suddenly shoot…"

Su Qing didn't care what he said, pressed the pistol to the man's forehead, and said: "Cut the crap, speak—what's the other thing?"

"Hiss… the other thing is that the Wolf Clan and Blood Clan declared war again three months ago… you asked, I've said it all…"

"Bang!"

The man was shot in the forehead, his eyes wide open in anger, dead without rest.

His limp body fell backward, hitting the ground hard and kicking up a cloud of dust.

He took out silver bullets, filled the magazines, and re‑holstered his two guns.

Su Qing looked at the dead man's eyes, shook his head, and said: "Foolish, I never promised to spare you!"

Having said that, he didn't bother with the corpse, turned, mounted his horse, and rode toward the big house.

Before leaving, he had anticipated that the Blood and Wolf clans would resume war, but he didn't expect it to happen so soon—just a month after his departure they were already clashing.

Although he had confidence in Selinna's strength, in such a large‑scale war even the strongest power couldn't withstand a siege.

He recalled that Luduxiu, who possessed five master‑level skills and great strength, had also fallen under the Wolf Clan's siege.

"Giddy‑up!"

With concern in his heart, Su Qing flicked the whip and sped up.

On Budapest Fulin Street, a squad of Death Messengers was engaged in battle with several dozen werewolves.

Four months ago, Elder Amelia personally admitted that the Wolf Clan's king Lucian was still alive and had killed Elder Victor; the entire Blood Clan was shocked, and at the same time their emotions ran high, vowing to avenge the elder.

In the following month, the Wolf Clan's king Lucian himself appeared publicly, shouting that he would wipe out the Blood Clan.

Thus, the war between the two clans broke out fully.

Over the next three months, the two clans used Budapest as their battlefield, launching countless skirmishes.

At first, the Blood Clan, relying on coordination and excellent weapons, won battle after battle; but the Wolf Clan was cunning, seeing they couldn't beat the Blood Clan at night, they switched to daytime fighting, exploiting the Blood Clan's weakness to sunlight and inflicting heavy blows.

But fortunately, daylight soon passes, and night always falls.

The Blood Clan, to retaliate against the Wolf Clan, madly sent out troops at night, repaying all the hatred of the day.

But likewise, night will pass, and day will come.

During the day, the Wolf Clan also madly sent out troops to retaliate against the Blood Clan.

Thus, the two clans fell into a strange cycle: by day, werewolves took the initiative to send troops, while the Blood Clan hid and defended passively; by night, the Blood Clan launched full‑scale attacks, while the werewolves concealed themselves and only defended.

Tonight Selinna led a team, launching a surprise attack on a Wolf Clan outpost to avenge their comrades who died during the day.

But they didn't expect the enemy to have been prepared; one careless move, and the whole group fell into the Wolf Clan's ambush.

Fortunately, the Death Messengers' combat quality was excellent; after a brief chaos they managed to hold off the werewolves' assault, but as time passed, their companions dwindled and the situation became perilous.

"Damn." Selinna kicked a werewolf away, watching as her companions nearby were successively surrounded and killed by werewolves; her face looked very grim.

At the start of this operation things went smoothly; she led the team to find a werewolf den, was about to act, when suddenly numbers of werewolves poured out from the surroundings, encircling them completely.

It seemed as if they had known about this operation all along.

But this operation was extremely secret; they left the big house via a hidden passage, with no chance of being exposed.

Unless, a traitor appeared in the big house, leaking information to the Wolf Clan.

Selinna's eyes flashed with gloom; after experiencing the traitors Tairisi and Kailwen, she had also come to expect such betrayal.

"Howl…"

In a moment of distraction, four werewolves pounced.

Pop pop pop…

After transforming, werewolves have strong bodies and extraordinary vitality; unless every bullet hits a vital spot like the head, they cannot be killed instantly.

Four werewolves attacked together; Selinna's dual pistols had limited ammo, and even after emptying two magazines they only slowed the werewolves' steps slightly, without resolving the danger.

Seeing this,

Selinna decisively threw down her dual pistols, drew her twin blades, and readied herself for battle.

Suddenly, a gust of wind rose behind her.

A hand reached out and wrapped around Selinna's waist.

"Who?" Selinna's heart jolted, and she thrust her elbow backward hard.

But her elbow strike was blocked halfway, and then a familiar voice came from behind: "Just met and you jabbed my kidney—this is your happy life…"