Chapter 1892: The Small Werewolf Clan Gang

At the entrance of the canyon, armored vehicles, helicopters carrying missiles, and even fighter jets had already been deployed.

A deafening roar echoed across the sky and ground; a fighter jet dove, and countless streaks of light were released from its fuselage.

Boom—a massive explosion rang out, and raging fires ignited throughout the entire canyon. The extremely high temperature of the incendiary bombs burned the sparse vegetation clean away, even melting the rocks and scorching the earth into a charred wasteland.

Although these werewolves were thick-skinned and fleshy, the extreme heat of the incendiary bombs still left them scorched and hairless, and the canyon became a sea of fire.

"Dao'erge, you shouldn't have come back, you coward," an elder of the Werewolf Clan roared in anger. He transformed abruptly and charged at an armored vehicle, flipping it over with a savage ram.

With a roar, he attempted to charge toward the crowd ahead, but a tank fired a shell with a boom, blasting him away.

A massive hole appeared in the elder's chest; he lay on the ground, his life rapidly slipping away.

The blue-barreled Gatling guns under the attack helicopters in the sky caused immense damage to these werewolves. Ordinary bullets could not hurt them, but it was a different story when hit by the Gatling guns.

Although this was not fatal to the thick-skinned Werewolf Clan, it was still excruciatingly painful when hit. Under the dual assault from land and air, the Werewolf Clan retreated steadily.

Just before dawn, the battle finally ended.

Because the commotion here was too great, the local government forces had been on high alert all night. It was not until dawn, when the gunfire and explosions stopped, that the local officials finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Over a hundred werewolves were completely wiped out. The ground was covered with the corpses of werewolves over a zhang tall, piled together as high as a small hill.

Chen Yu ordered all the corpses to be burned. He had originally not wanted to clash with the Werewolf Clan, but Dao'erge's remark about slaughtering the Chinese people had set Chen Yu off.

Disaster should not reach one's family; given this guy's level of cruelty, if he ever gained power, he would definitely pose a threat to Chen Yu's family, and Chen Yu did not want anything to threaten his family.

Therefore, he had no choice but to eliminate all these guys, which could also be considered a warning to the Wolf King far away in the Snow Plains.

"Mr. Chen, one hundred and ten heads, all burned." Qiongsi felt a sense of relief; this was his first true victory since the conflict with his brother began.

"Burning them is good. These guys are very ferocious; it's hard to imagine how humans survived during the Dark Age in ancient times," Chen Yu shook his head and said. "So, there is a reason why the Pope has his status and prestige today."

"At least in the eyes of ordinary people, they are saviors. If it weren't for them, during the Dark Age, the humans on your continent would have been wiped out."

"Yes, but now there is chaos within the Pope's ranks, and no one knows what will happen." Qiongsi shook his head, then said respectfully, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Chen. Thank you for saving my life. Let's return to the Shilaike Family now."

"Hmm, let the Pope's people handle the rest. Hehe, that bunch of charlatans cannot tolerate even a grain of sand in their eyes. If they saw that so many werewolves had secretly crossed the defense line into Yizhou while they remained completely unaware, I wonder what expressions would be on their faces." Chen Yu laughed heartily.

Chen Yu boarded the helicopter and left with Qiongsi, and the Pope, having received the news, rushed over without stopping.

A Red-robed Archbishop arrived at the scene with the Six Knights of the Apocalypse. Looking at the charred wasteland, the Red-robed Archbishop Sike'er was furious.

Although the corpses had been burned, it was still possible to distinguish from the skeletons that these were werewolves, and authentic ones at that.

This was simply spitting in their faces. Their Pope claimed they could not tolerate a single grain of sand in their eyes, and they had guaranteed that no Dark Creatures would appear.

Yet in Yizhou, their base of operations, so many werewolves had appeared inexplicably. If an unknown force had not deployed high-lethality weapons to resolve this matter for them, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

"Investigate... investigate this clearly for me at once. No matter who colluded with the Dark Creatures, as long as I find out, I will definitely twist off their head," Sike'er roared with bloodshot eyes.

The six knights behind him turned their horses around and scattered in all directions.

The Shilaike Family estate was a massive manor; although not as opulent as An'er's palace, it had its own unique style.

The exterior of the manor was decorated with extremely luxurious stone materials, the ground was paved with blue and white marble, and the flowers and plants in the courtyard were neatly trimmed.

The Shilaike Family itself was an ancient noble house, so you could completely trust their taste.

Chen Yu settled into a small courtyard within a garden.

The manor was divided into many small courtyards. The place where Chen Yu stayed had an artificial lake, the architectural style inside was very retro, and the environment looked quite good.

"Mr. Chen, welcome to the Shilaike Family as a guest. I am right next door to you," Qiongsi smiled. "I have equipped you with a personal butler; her name is Moli. You can just call her Lili."

As they spoke, a girl dressed in a maid outfit, wearing black silk stockings on her slender legs, walked in.

She bowed slightly to Chen Yu: "Mr. Chen, my name is Moli. I am your exclusive butler. If you have any needs here, you can call me at any time."

She emphasized the word "any," implying that she could satisfy all of Chen Yu's requirements, including herself.

"Thanks." Chen Yu nodded.

"Then I won't disturb Mr. Chen. Please get some good rest." Qiongsi hurriedly stood up and retreated.

"Mr. Chen, do you need to dine? If you are not used to their Western food, I can cook for you. Before I went abroad to study, I worked part-time as an editor for a food magazine back home and learned a bit of cooking," Moli said with a slight smile.

"No need for now, you sit down." Seeing her standing there respectfully, Chen Yu felt a bit uncomfortable. He waved his hand, signaling that Moli could sit down to talk.

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Chen." Moli bowed obediently and then sat down.

Her legs were crossed as she sat directly opposite Chen Yu; this sense of being half-hidden and half-revealed was even more lethal.

But who was Chen Yu? Having cultivated to his level, his heart had long been as still as water. Although the temptation before him was a bit great, it was not enough to move Chen Yu's heart.

"Are you here to study abroad?" Chen Yu asked.

"Yes, studying abroad while finding a job in my spare time to support myself," Moli smiled slightly.

"Where is your ancestral home?" Chen Yu asked again.