Chapter 918: Chapter 918: Werewolf Village 15

Werewolves can be killed, but no one had ever truly killed a werewolf.

Because it is so powerful, so terrifying, how could there be someone who would oppose it?

One by one, the villagers came out from their homes, gathering around the body, discussing the unsettling night.

Such a major event naturally alerted the village chief.

When the chief arrived, he immediately exclaimed, “This is a true warrior! Our village is saved! With a warrior here, we no longer have to fear the Werewolf!”

The crowd was abuzz with admiration, but more with shock–they hadn’t expected that Shen Mo could defeat the Werewolf with his physical ability reduced by half.

Bai Youwei stood in the crowd, observing everyone with a cold gaze.

She was searching for the villager who had transformed into a Werewolf last night… who exactly was it…

She saw Hans and Brail.

Both had pale faces, especially Brail, who, even from a distance, was noticeably trembling.

…One was missing.

What about Morin?

Her gaze returned to the Werewolf’s body on the ground.

A thought flashed through Bai Youwei’s mind, and she hesitated, seemingly incredulous, and then looked at Hans again!

Could it be what she was thinking?… Then, when had Hans realized it?

Hans felt her gaze, turned his head to look over, immediately furrowed his brow, then avoided Bai Youwei’s eyes and whispered something to Brail next to him.

The two turned and walked away, seeming to plan to leave the crowd.

Bai Youwei narrowed her eyes, watching the two from behind, pondered for a moment, then suddenly raised her voice, “Chief! What should we do with the Werewolf’s body? We can’t just leave it here, right?”

Hans and Brail’s steps abruptly halted.

Most of Bai Youwei’s suspicions were confirmed.

The chief replied, “Of course, we must move it to the square and burn it.”

“Just burn it?” Bai Youwei said slowly, “If it had attacked another villager last night, there surely would have been another tragedy. In my opinion, we must crush its bones to dust, tear its body to pieces to quench our anger.”

The villagers echoed, “That’s right! Crush its bones to dust! Tear its body to pieces! All Werewolves deserve such fate!”

“I notice that the Werewolf’s fur is quite nice, why not skin it to make clothes,” Bai Youwei added.

Brail angrily turned around.

Hans tightly grabbed his arm, quietly trying to calm him.

Bai Youwei’s gaze pierced through the crowd, fixed on the two, a cold sneer curling on her lips:

“However… wearing it will definitely stink. Better hang it up in the square to expose it to the public, to let the Werewolf’s companions know what fate befalls those who do evil…”

The villagers said, “Right! We should hang it up, skin it and extract its sinews!”

Brail’s eyes turned bloodshot, veins bulging on his neck! He glared at Bai Youwei with intense hatred, teeth grinding, as though he wished he could crush her!

Bai Youwei’s smile grew more unrestrained, “This Werewolf died too foolishly; its companions must be fools too…”

“Arrrrghhh!!!” Brail let out a beastly roar from his throat and lunged towards Bai Youwei!

Bai Youwei dodged behind the chief in panic, shouting, “Catch him! He’s turning into a Werewolf!”

The chief was knocked to the ground by Brail, yelling in horror!

Brail had not transformed into a Werewolf, but his appearance now wasn’t much better than one!–his eyes completely turned conical, fangs protruding, rough wolf hairs sprouting at his throat! Even his physique had greatly increased!

The villagers rushed forward, grabbing Brail off the chief!

“Burn him!!! He is tonight’s Werewolf, burn him!!!”

Not far away, Hans backed away from the crowd, coldly staring at Bai Youwei amidst the chaos…