Preston, the werewolf's temporary base.

After getting the scroll,

Morris was anxious to send people to the front line of the battlefield.

Because daytime had come again, the humans had started to attack again.

The matter gave Morris a headache. When he heard about the day's situation, he did not expect the clan to be so efficient.

It had just been applied the day before, and it had been delivered to his hands today.

Now that there was no other way, Morris did not care whether the scroll was useful or not.

It was a last resort.

In short, use it first.

Zach, who was curious about the power of the scroll, also followed. However, he stayed far away from Morris, afraid that something would happen to him.

When he arrived at the battlefield, Morris saw that the hateful humans were chasing after the werewolves and stabbing them.

And their werewolves were actually running around like rats.

This scene made Morris extremely angry.

"Roar!"

A roar came out of his wolf mouth.

The roar that contained Holy Power directly shook the air, creating ripples.

The sudden sound caused the humans and werewolves to stop fighting.

Monn and the others also looked over.

"Is that a werewolf general?" Ace asked in confusion.

To be honest, they had been on the battlefield for two days, and this was the first time she and Monn had seen a werewolf general in Preston.

Compared to the werewolf general in Saint Servant, this person seemed to be a little irresponsible in Ace's eyes.

However, Monn did not think of these problems.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the scroll in the werewolf's hand.

In the dark fog, Monn felt a trace of dislike.

This feeling made him pay attention.

This was the first time he felt this way.

At this moment, Elendil in Monn's hand suddenly trembled. A pure white flame completely different from the dark red flame from before quietly arose from the blade of the sword.

This scene made Monn raise his eyebrows slightly.

Thinking of Elendil's white flame, he had a little idea of what the scroll was.

Morris saw that his roar had shocked the humans and werewolves, and he was very satisfied.

It seemed that my power was still very strong. If it wasn't for Zach, I would have been able to cover the sky with one hand long ago.

As this thought flashed through his mind, Morris came back to his senses and looked at the werewolves, whose faces were more or less covered in blood.

He said in a deep voice, "Werewolves, come to my side!"

The werewolves looked at each other.

Then they gathered around Morris as ordered.

Although they didn't know what the general was going to do,

It was their duty to follow orders.

Seeing this, the human soldiers also stopped in their tracks.

They wondered what the wolf general was going to do.

The wolf general glanced around.

He pointed out the people he had decided to sacrifice a long time ago.

"You, you, you, and you all come over."

The few werewolves who were called were all stunned.

Their expressions also became a little ugly.

The other werewolves also had strange expressions.

They found that the few people who were called by General Morris were all people who had secretly defiled General Morris's name. Moreover, they were extremely close to Deputy Zach.

Zach also noticed this.

At the same time, he thought of the Demon Contract for which Morris needed a sacrifice to open.

His expression became extremely unsightly.

"Morris is really giving a show of force!"

Zach gritted his teeth and said in a low voice.

After this incident, perhaps no one would dare to get close to Zach anymore.

Otherwise, if the general knew...

Morris looked at the few werewolves who walked over unwillingly.

He sneered.

Then, without a trace of hesitation,

He opened the scroll.

A cold, dark breath came out

The faces of the people present changed greatly.

"What is the general saying?"

The werewolves exclaimed,

A little afraid of what's in front of them.

On the human side, Elton's face was heavy,

Like he was thinking of something.

Seeing this, she asked, "Pope Elton, do you know what this is?"

Elton was silent for a moment.

Then he said uncertainly, "I'm not sure if my prediction is accurate."

"But this aura seems to come from the Abyss."

Elton's expression was grave.

"The Abyss?"

Ace was stunned.

Monn frowned.

He had heard of the term Abyss, but he did not know where it was or what was there.

Elton explained, "The Abyss is the home of demons and abyssal monsters. Demons are greedy and cunning evil creatures. Their goal is to plunge the world into the darkness they rule!"

Demons?

Another new race had appeared.

It had been three years since Monn had transmigrated.

The other races more or less had some understanding.

But this was the first time he had heard of Demons.

However, in his previous life, this word was not uncommon.

After all, the Heavenly Master and Demons had been enemies since ancient times.

When Monn had transmigrated and heard that there were such creatures as angels in this world, he had wondered if there were such mythical creatures as Demons that opposed Angels.

It turned out that today was the day he finally heard the aura of Demons.

In that case, it was not surprising that his Holy Sword Elendil would move.

After all, it was the Holy Flame that burned away all evil and filth.

Perhaps this time he would have the chance to see the power of the Holy Flame?

While Monn was thinking that,

The Demon Contract had been completely opened.

A slowly spiraling black vortex appeared in the scroll.

It was like a deep black hole.

Suddenly, a hair-raising voice seemed to come from the Bottomless Abyss.

"Keke! It's really been a long time since anyone has summoned me through this scroll... "

The moment this voice came out, everyones' hair stood on end.

Morris, who was closest to it, felt even more terrified.

The four werewolves who were facing the scroll in front of them all fell to the ground...,

Their legs could not stop trembling.

It was as if they had seen something extremely terrifying.

"Since you summoned me, you should know my rules, right?"

The voice was calm, but it contained an undeniable fact.

Morris's heart tightened, and he hurriedly said, "Sacrifice, right? The ones in front of are it."

The voice inside paused for a moment, and then said, "So it's these four little guys. They're a little hairy. Forget it, I'll just make do."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present felt a chill in their hearts.

It was as if they understood what he meant.

The next moment, a black arm that looked a little like leather stretched out.

A long, sharp claw was suffused with cold light.

On its arm, there was a line that was not very clear, shining with a red light.

With a wave of his hand, the werewolves that were sacrificed by Morris seemed to have been affected by something.

They were terrified and screamed.

Finally, they were sucked directly into the scroll by the black vortex.