Chapter 474: First Convergence
The werewolf seemed to smile with a bloody mouth, the scarlet tongue flashed between the fangs, and the dark yellow eyes of the beast walked towards Jaime step by step with a cruel aura, and the sharp claws on the five fingers had bounced out.
Jaime had fallen so hard that the stone table and stone bench had fallen to pieces under his impact, and the heavy table was buckled upside down on his body, and it was not surprising that it was a broken bone.
But the people of the world of ice and fire were rougher than the squeamish humans of the day after all, and Jamie, who had not hurt his internal organs, stood up with the pain, his whole body trembling, only the magic metal right hand holding the sword was still steady.
But he can't resist the upcoming attack of the werewolf, and this is the gap between the werewolf and the human.
Scold!
Just as Jaime raised his sword and prepared to fight the monster in front of him to the death, a sharp arrow seemed to whistle and pierced at the werewolf, and the black light flashed in the air, and even Jaime didn't have time to react.
But the werewolf reacted, and the speed that humans couldn't reach was nothing to mention for the werewolf, and he tilted his head suddenly, and at the same time, his black claws grabbed the flying arrow in his hand.
When, poof! Scold! Two more arrows rang out, and the two arrows were fired tightly apart from the impossible human loading, and this time the werewolf didn't have time to dodge, he gave way to one sideways, but was shot in the shoulder by the last arrow.
With the roar of the werewolf, Jaime looked back and saw his younger brother Tyrion putting down the last bow with an innocent face.
But...... Why would Tyrion keep so many crossbows in his home. Jaime knew that this was not the time to wrestle with this issue. The wounded monster in front of him was visibly furious. He drew the arrow from his shoulder and strode towards Tyrion.
"Run!" Jaime hurriedly shouted, knowing that a beast was far more terrifying when it was injured than when it was not injured, and that anger would make humans burst into full potential and make beasts more dangerous.
In fact, needless to say, Tyrion knew he couldn't stay here and face the oppressive werewolves. Tyrion tried to reload his bow twice, but when he found that it was too late, he dropped what he was holding, and ran into the room.
Tyrion's escape also provoked the werewolf's ferocity, and his thick lower limbs leaped forward, stepping directly over Jaime on the ground, and stepping into Tyrion's house in one step.
The thick wooden striped gate couldn't stop the werewolf for half a minute, and the huge claws directly smashed the door, and the werewolf's figure disappeared into the house, and Jaime hurriedly followed with a long sword.
The rumbling sound kept coming from behind him. The werewolf was like a monster that opened the way savagely, and all the qiē that stood in front of him were smashed to pieces by him. Rubble, armor and other debris flew past Tyrion, and Tyrion ran forward with his head in his hands, not daring to stop.
The small space in the room still limited the werewolf's speed, and some of them were reduced to the same speed level as Tyrion and the others, and Jaime in the back felt that his body seemed to be better, and he had hurried to catch up.
As he ran, Tyrion tripped over the carpet beneath his feet, and he scrambled to the ground, and before he could get up, the stench in the werewolf mouth behind him had arrived.
Tyrion took a few steps back on the ground, but it was too late, and Jaime didn't care that he was no match for the werewolves, and let out a roar with his sword, "Die! Monster! ”
The werewolf's ears moved, and the roar caught his attention, and he leaned to the side, and the werewolf claws into a fist, and the huge fist slammed into Jaime's shoulder, and Jaime flew to the side like a cannonball.
But at this time, Tyrion had already used the glimmer of life that Jaime had exchanged for to hide in a corner, which was a gap between the corners of the two walls, Tyrion could get in, but the werewolf naturally couldn't.
But...... His claws could reach in.
“…… Damn it! Tyrion looked at the approaching werewolf and seemed to think of this, his face turned extremely bad, and in his panic, he also made a fatal mistake, and now, he should pay with his life.
The werewolf also seemed to laugh at Tyrion's stupidity, his dark yellow pupils revealing a bloodthirsty aura, and Tyrion getting closer and closer in his warm and fishy mouth.
Flutter!
It seems that it is the reason why it should not be killed, a long sword flying diagonally is inserted into the werewolf's shoulder accurately, which is still the reason why it heard the sound of the long sword in advance and dodged sideways, otherwise it should be inserted into the back of the werewolf's heart.
The angry werewolf found the culprit in the roar, and Jaime lay weakly in a large pile of soft blankets, the long sword in his hand gone, apparently the one stuck in the werewolf's shoulder.
Jaime's luck was also good just now, the werewolf knocked him out with a wave of his hand, and the cannonball-like Jaime hit the wall, fortunately there was a thick velvet blanket hanging on it, otherwise Jaime might have broken all over his body.
Seeing the Tyrion crisis, Jaime threw the longsword with his intact right hand, and his left shoulder had been completely shattered by the werewolf's attack, but the knight's sword throwing was generally accurate, after all, it was a rare long-range attack.
This attack obviously completely angered the werewolf, he gave up the target in front of him, and his body turned into a black afterimage and pounced directly on James, and Jaime, who had no ability to resist, also lost his weapon, this time, no one could save him.
The angry werewolf pounced on Jaime with the death breath of death, and the anger of departure made the werewolf want to bite the humans in front of him one bite at a time, and Jaime, who knew that he was going to die, was powerless to stop it, but the instinct to survive still made him use the only intact right hand in front of his face.
The bloody mouth exuded a fishy breath, and it clicked and bit on Jaime's right arm, and the huge force caused Jaime's right arm to be pushed in front of his face in an instant, but strangely, his right hand was not bitten off.
Even if the werewolf's teeth are very good and can bite off the bones of the deformed little Lori, it can't bite off the rare metals of Neverland, gold, silver and iron, which is something that plastic angels need to face with all their might, and a city-level werewolf obviously can't break it.
Jaime seemed to notice this, too, and he struggled to reach out his right hand, desperately trying to block the werewolf with the metal part while trying to push it aside.
However, the strength of humans is too weak compared to werewolves, and Jaime can only stop the werewolf from biting his own neck in one bite, and it is still impossible to push it away.
So...... If this continues, death will still fall on Jaime.
However, Tyrion and the others held out for so long, which was actually enough for the police to arrive at the scene, although there were no police in the world of ice and fire, but there were three people who had been following the werewolves, or ...... Three vampires. (To be continued......)