Rural Shennong

Delino seemed to see Chen Ping's embarrassment, and jokingly said: "No, Wolfe is usually careless, but not to the extent that he can talk to everyone like that."

Hearing this, Chen Ping's face turned dark.

Wolfe, who started to preside over the ceremony, did not appear to be joking, but his expression became very serious.

"The ceremony is about to begin, and I will warn you one last time."

"Once the call of the wild starts, it cannot be stopped, and you will feel unprecedented pain."

"People who fail to awaken will become idiots at least, and death at worst."

"Anyone who is not ready to return to darkness can quit now."

Those naked young men and women all had firm eyes, and no one wavered.

Wolfe took a deep breath: "Let's get started!"

Several witches standing around raised their staffs at the same time, and a pitch-black energy shield covered many young men and women.

The low-pitched incantations, like the devil's groans, sounded from the witches' mouths, getting sharper and sharper.

"Aww!" Wolfe suddenly pulled his neck and shouted.

As he shouted, the hair on his body grew longer and his body changed.

His hands and feet have turned into sharp claws, and his head has also turned into a wolf's head. His long wolf snout and sharp fangs make him look very fierce.

Chen Ping was stunned: "No wonder this guy only wears a pair of shorts."

He wasn't shocked by Wolff's transformation into a werewolf, but because the aura released by Wolff when he transformed into a werewolf was exactly the same as the aura he used when he was berserk, but the energy level was not as strong as when he was berserk.

After he transformed into a werewolf, his berserk breath stagnated.

Chen Ping thought: "So that's the case, I seem to know why this guy has a kind of affection for me!"

Madness is the innate skill of the Sirius tribe.

When the people in the ancient secret realm were invaded by alien races, they used the blood of various alien beasts to mix with human beings to create alien human beings.

Chen Ping guessed that the werewolf clan was probably a race made out of the Sirius clan and the people from the ancient secret realm.

Da Ben is a wolf clan, or Chen Ping's contracted beast. Chen Ping has the breath of the wolf clan on his body, and he will also go berserk.

That's why Wolfe naturally has a good impression of him.

Wolf, several witches, and a bear man kept releasing their powerful aura into the black mask.

Those ordinary human beings inside are all hideous faces, struggling to support themselves.

Soon, some people couldn't hold on, and fell to the ground in convulsions, bleeding from the seven orifices, and it seemed that they could not survive.

Chen Ping really wanted to save people, but he held back. He didn't know what the consequences would be if he interrupted at this time.

The masters who released coercion and aura outside turned a blind eye to those dead people, and instead strengthened the release of aura.

The gray mist, mixed with scarlet blood energy, turned the black energy shield into a gray and red balloon.

As the ceremony progressed, more and more people fell.

The ceremony lasted for more than half an hour before it ended.

When the energy shield disappeared, the gray mist and blood energy dissipated, only three men and two women were left alive inside.

Wolfe and the witches rushed in and brought the three out for a closer look.

"There are no werewolf brothers!" Wolfe sighed.

Delino said indifferently: "Two witches, two dark warriors, and one is a fire warrior. Five of them have been awakened at once, which is not bad."

Now Chen Ping understood what the method of the call of the wild was.

These Europeans have more or less alien breath left by their ancestors in their bodies.

The witch first used the blood of alien beasts to stimulate their ancient blood, and then released their own breath with other people, resonating with these people's ancient blood, awakening the seeds of power in their bodies.

If the resonance is successful, they will naturally awaken. If the resonance is not successful, these ordinary people will not be able to withstand the coercion of many masters, and they will only die.

In Chen Ping's eyes, this method is simple and crude, without any technical content, and has too many disadvantages.

For example, in this awakening ceremony, Wolfe and the bear man are superfluous.

Because there is no werewolf or bear blood in it, the coercion of him and that bear man not only did not help, but increased the burden of these people's pressure.

On the whole, this is a way to risk your luck with your life. It's no wonder that the casualties are not heavy.

Seeing an old witch holding a dead young girl and crying silently, Chen Ping couldn't help frowning.

Chen Ping knew without guessing that the girl must be a descendant of the old witch.

If he were to watch his descendants die, he would have to bleed from his heart.

"After so many people died, only five of them were awakened. Isn't the price too high?"

Delino sighed: "This is not bad!"

"When it's unlucky, it's not surprising that an awakened person doesn't show up."

Chen Ping watched the crowd tidying up the scene silently, feeling very depressed.

"Is it the same for the baptism of the Holy Court of Light?"

Delino shook her head: "The success rate of baptism is much higher, and even if the awakening fails, there is no danger to life."

Chen Ping was a little puzzled.

The baptism of the Holy Court of Light is so safe, why don't the Blood Race and the Dark Council reconcile with the Holy Court of Light?

Even if you give in to the Holy Court of Light, you won't have to pay such a heavy price, right?

"In this case, why don't you..."

Before Chen Ping finished speaking, Delino interrupted: "I know what you want to say."

"The baptism ceremony of the Holy Court of Light is an absolute secret. The baptism pool is still in the Holy Mountain of Light, and it is strictly guarded, and it is impossible to leak anything."

"And for the Holy Court of Light, baptism is a lucrative business. If you want to be baptized, you have to pay a high price."

"Chen Ping, do you know that our blood race and the Dark Council are going to fight with the Holy Court of Light?"

"Because after the baptism of the Holy Court of Light, once a dark physique appears, such as vampires, werewolves, witches, etc., they will be burned to death immediately."

"In the eyes of the Holy Court, we are all evil heretics!"

After listening to Delino's explanation, Chen Ping realized that it wasn't that they hadn't thought about reconciliation, but that they couldn't reconcile.

"There is nothing wrong with power itself, even in the light, a hypocrite who is doing evil everywhere is even more damned!"

After the ceremony was over, the five awakened warriors were taken away, and the rest of the dead were all burned to ashes and buried deep in the mountain.

Back in the castle, Wolfe, who had changed into a casual outfit, approached Chen Ping with a smile and started talking.

Guessing the reason why Wolfe got close to him, Chen Ping let go of the knot in his heart.

Although Chen Ping has a lot of thoughts, he doesn't like people who have too many thoughts. Wolfe is careless and heartless, but he deserves deep friendship.

Wolff and Chen Ping chatted more and more speculatively, wishing to kowtow to him immediately.

He wanted to invite Chen Ping to the headquarters of the Dark Council, and wanted to introduce his father Bar Mott to Chen Ping.

Chen Ping felt that getting to know the president of the Dark Council was also an opportunity to increase his contacts, so he planned to take a trip with Wolfe.

But before the two of them left the castle, Miao Runlian called: "Ping, I've arrived at the manor. There is a big problem with this manor!"