Chapter 481: The Sin of Weakness

Bai Lang looked at these ugly guys in the room. Although they hadn't turned into wolves yet, their ferocious faces didn't look much like humans anymore. He looked at the walls of the house, "Hmm... it really can't stop their impact. Well, the plan of blocking them inside and killing them can't be used, let them out and kill them instead."

The werewolves also saw the wizard blocking the door. His face looked quite young, and he couldn't be more than eighteen years old, but the stubble of his beard could be seen even in the moonlight at night. This young wizard was not short, and even not a bit shorter than some werewolves—werewolves could also be one meter sixty-something.

Bai Lang took a few steps back, giving up the door, but he paused and thought, "Don't be so troublesome." This person directly waved his bone staff, directly smashing the door frame in front of him and part of the wall on both sides to pieces. A large hole appeared on the wall, and the moonlight shone in. Those werewolves let out long howls one after another, turning into wolves.

These wolves rushed out from the hole, and the alpha wolf Greyback, the size of a pony, rushed directly at Bai Lang. Bai Lang didn't transform into a fierce tiger, and even Dio and the hyena just hid in the shadows to watch the battle—Bai Lang said they only needed to be responsible for killing the waste that escaped the battle.

"What clumsy fighting skills!" Bai Lang sighed, "Only pure destruction and madness, and the evil desire to hurt others and turn them into werewolves—this is really too weak!" Bai Lang didn't dodge or evade, and hit him with an iron door bolt head-on.

His arms were horizontal and closed up and down, and then there was a clicking sound—Greyback let out a painful howl. That's right, his two front paws were directly broken. Before he could continue to howl, a hand covered his eyes, and then his head hurt and was grabbed by Bai Lang.

Bai Lang pressed down casually, accompanied by a dull cracking sound, Greyback's head was pressed to the ground, and a pit suddenly appeared on the ground. Bai Lang stepped on Greyback's body, which was twitching due to the concussion, and his wrist moved to grab Greyback's head from the chin, exerting force to pull it backward.

Accompanied by a crisp clicking sound, Greyback's head and body formed a ninety-degree angle, "Up!" Bai Lang gave a light drink and pulled with force. The werewolf leader's head, which was shorter and wider than a normal wolf, was torn off along with part of the spine. Bai Lang grabbed this head with one hand and was quickly chanting "Mammy Mammy Red!"

It had to be fast, otherwise, this head would recover into Greyback's head, and it would lose the significance of collection. "Weaker than I imagined... werewolves who rely purely on physical combat, the werewolves in this world are too weak." Completely ignoring the fact that he hadn't really come into contact with other werewolves except for this kind of werewolf, Bai Lang commented boastfully.

This was also something only Bai Lang could do. If it were any other ordinary wizard, facing a werewolf would be extremely dangerous. A wizard's body was no different from a Muggle's, and werewolves had strong resistance to spells. In the case of not being good at using black magic, it was very easy for a wizard to be seriously injured or die due to the werewolf's physical strength and terrible self-healing ability.

However, Bai Lang's body was stronger than a werewolf, much stronger. He was also a martial arts master with sharp and exquisite moves. He practiced the Golden Bell Shield to turn himself into a steel-reinforced iron bone and copper head and iron arm. Even if the Golden Bell Shield Divine Skill was suppressed at this moment, he still had muscles and bones like copper casting and iron casting. The pistols in this world probably couldn't hurt him, and rifles would probably only break the skin—how could mere werewolves achieve such power?

So after he killed Greyback, he cast a spell to preserve his head and threw it on the ground—"I'll clean up the trophies later." Bai Lang muttered, and then he rushed to the other werewolves. He killed too fast, it only took two breaths to kill Greyback, and the werewolves, except for Lupin, were basically idiots and hadn't reacted at all.

So Bai Lang arrived. He grabbed the lower jaw of a werewolf that stood up and pounced, grabbed it with his left hand, and pinched and rubbed it along the neck with his right hand. Immediately, he rubbed all the parts except the spine of this werewolf clean. The head and the cervical spine were thrown to the ground by Bai Lang with a "Mammy Mammy Red". The bloody and messy fur and the turned-out meat and internal organs were piled up on the ground. "Rebirth Divine Skill." Bai Lang chuckled.

The third werewolf had its head removed very easily. Bai Lang just bent his palm like a spoon and scooped it at the werewolf, scooping off his head. "The toughness of the werewolf's skin and flesh is just so-so." Bai Lang was a little bored. He flashed his figure and kicked a werewolf away with one kick. This time, he didn't even keep the head.

His figure crouched low and then stretched, like a fierce tiger pouncing on food, and pressed down a werewolf. This time, he grabbed the wolf head and pressed it down, easily pressing the wolf head all the way to the part of the ** and then separating it. Such brutal slaughter finally caused the remaining werewolves to collapse—they hadn't even been able to touch this strange little wizard in front of them until now.

"The rest are your prey." He said indifferently, "I'll clean up the heads here." Two pairs of flame-like eyes lit up from the darkness—one pair was golden and the other was blood-red.

Bai Lang collected the four intact heads together, "Except for Greyback's head, there is no need to keep the skin and flesh of the other werewolves—they are not good-looking enough." It was a pity that his spell level was limited, and at most he could only clean them up and then try to deal with them according to the methods in the book—if not, wasn't there a Muggle world's processing method?

First peel the skin, then remove the meat and tissue, use gasoline to remove the grease, wax or resin to preserve the bones, and then fill with cotton or glue and cover the processed skin. Greyback's head specimen was completed. And it was even simpler to deal with those guys who only needed bones.

Find a bunch of mealworms to eat the skin and flesh, then throw them into gasoline to remove the grease, and after air-drying, wax or soak them in resin to seal them. After they are dry, they can be used as specimens—Bai Lang even planned to keep their spines... "So, next should be vampires? Ah no, let's go to the Gaunt old house to solve Voldemort first."

Just at this time, Dio came back. It threw down the two werewolves it had in its mouth and claws, "Still have a breath? Oh, you want a taxidermy specimen and a skeleton specimen? Hahaha, it's really a good idea." Bai Lang looked into the distance, where a slight clicking sound came, "Has this guy started eating already... forget it, let it clean up the battlefield later, I believe it will eat everything."

The two werewolves were killed at the first time, and their forms were preserved with magic. Bai Lang was satisfied and lit the house of the poor old couple, which was considered cremation for them. "Your grievances have been avenged. The fate of that group of guys is even worse than yours..." Otherwise, why is it called a black magic prop—this compass uses the soul of a living creature as "fuel", and the souls of these werewolves are completely filled with the energy of the compass. ===== CHAPTER 482 =====