Global Gods: My Believer is Galen

"I heard that you ate farmed steaks and roasted chicken hearts in Lieyang Divine Country? Is that something delicious? Did you almost spit it out every time?"

Gul swallowed the remaining half of his heart and chewed it with a big mouth, while feeling the tender and juicy taste, he looked at Panilla mockingly.

The heavy breathing in the night was like white mist, the sharp teeth were stained red with blood, and the scarlet tongue licked his lips, as if he was still aftertaste.

Panila's face was extremely gloomy: "It's better than being a monster dominated by blood."

"Monster?" The werewolf Gul showed a humane sneer, and looked at Panera with a playful look, "Who the two of us is the monster?"

"Is I the monster who follows my instincts and accepts myself, or is it you, the second-generation werewolf of the Manda family, who is always unwilling to accept myself and resist my instincts?"

"A wolf that eats sheep is a monster, or is a wolf that makes friends with the sheep a monster?"

"Why, did those gods who call themselves noble tame you?" Gul snorted coldly, his eyes were full of disdain, and his voice was rough: "I really don't understand, why you are the second generation. Werewolf."

There was disdain in his eyes.

And jealousy.

The Panera family is one of the purest families among the werewolves.

That status is comparable to Dracula in the blood clan. They are the direct descendants of the ancestors of the two tribes.

And this Panila in front of him is even more terrifying, a second-generation werewolf!

Her father is the original werewolf.

That is, the ancestor of the werewolf family.

According to the age of the gods, the old man has been tens of thousands of years old, and the life created by the creator **** himself. The werewolf blood in his body was so pure that the main gods of the major elements did not dare to provoke them.

Being old and having a son, the ancestor also paid special attention to this little daughter.

Even if Panila almost defected from the group and hid in the borderland of the gods to survive, the ancestor didn't say much. If he changed to another distant relative werewolf, he would have been chased by the werewolf army sent by the ancestor long ago. .

Also because of this preference.

The werewolf of other clans was furious, especially the Duke family's Gul Duke. As a five-generation werewolf, although he can be regarded as a pure-blooded werewolf with good blood, he is simply nothing compared to Panila. Heaven and earth!

In his opinion.

This is a waste of talent and instinct!

You know, the ability of a werewolf, even the gods should be feared, it just needs to devour the heart of the gods to fully stimulate the bestiality. But this guy didn't use such a powerful ability to try to integrate into the flock!

Unforgivable!

"The ancestor is really eccentric." Gul glanced at Panera, took out a glass bottle with a drop of blood with his furry palm, and his eyes were full of greed: "How many werewolves in the tribe, willing to sacrifice for this drop of ancestor blood Everything, but can't get it."

"But you, a traitor, only spread a message that the ancestor sent me to give you this drop of blood."

"Really biased."

Gul shook the glass bottle in his hand.

As the angle changed, that drop of blood radiated a strange purple color under the moonlight, and even kept beating as if it had life.

It was the purest werewolf blood in the world.

Just one drop is enough to turn an ordinary life into a second-generation werewolf.

There is even a legend in the werewolf race that if there is a perfect fusion, there may even be another werewolf that is comparable to the original ancestor.

Of course, that's just a legend.

After all, if you want to fuse this pure blood, you must have absolutely perfect genes, which is almost impossible.

Ordinary werewolves can't bear this kind of blood at all, and instead will be washed away by the cells of the whole body to die. Even the second-generation werewolf would be blinded by this drop of blood and become a lunatic who only knows how to devour the heart.

Only a strong-willed, genetically strong guy can withstand this wild scouring.

This is the result of the ancestor's experiment with hundreds of drops of blood and hundreds of werewolf clansmen. Since then, the ancestor has been extremely stingy with his own blood, even if some clansmen who are not afraid of death plead hard, the ancestors are all reject.

Until... Panera.

"Does the ancestor think that you, a guy who only avoids instinct, can withstand this drop of blood?" Gul sneered.

Panilla gritted her teeth and said, "I'm not avoiding, I'm controlling. Only guys like you who are not strong-willed will become puppets driven by instinct."

Panera wasn't too cowardly to devour her heart.

After all, when she was defecting from the group, more than a dozen fresh gods' hearts were presented to her every day.

Take a bite, what's so hard about it?

The hard part is to restrain the instinctive impulse in the face of those hearts dripping with blood and sweet and delicious.

Panila just felt that the real werewolf should not devour the heart of the gods because of pure instinct and become a slave driven by instinct~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but should control the wildness in that bloodline.

But Panera didn't think that he could suppress this drop of blood.

In fact.

This drop of blood was not what she asked for herself.

It is for the example of justice who has an extremely firm mind and does not admit defeat even if he is defeated many times.

It is estimated that only those determined warriors can withstand the impact of this drop of terrifying blood. That was the only guy she had ever seen in her life who was more determined than herself.

The example of justice named Li Qiang is the hope that God has given them the werewolf lineage!

A hope of escaping from the **** of instinct, from being chased and killed by the great kingdoms of God, and almost annihilating the family!

In fact... Li Qiang was just acting at that time...

Gul took a deep breath, returned to human form, and walked towards the bonfire.

There are thirteen young people there, three of them are the younger brothers of his Duke family. In the werewolf family, blood is the most powerful shackle, which not only represents the relationship between family members, but also represents status and power.

As the elder brother of the Duke family's five generations of werewolves, he has absolute leadership over these three siblings.

The other ten were werewolves infected by them.

Most of them were hunters, and two others were quietly infected along the way.

But now they are all their slaves.

This kind of wolf slave with impure blood has an exceptionally low status in the werewolf group, and it is not as good as an eighteen-generation werewolf. They are gods, and even if they are infected with werewolf blood, their genetic transformation cannot be compared with real werewolves.

But Gul had no worries about their loyalty, because when these guys tasted the god's delicious heart for the first time, it was doomed that they had completely succumbed to instinct and blood.

This is the strength of werewolf blood.

It's an instinctive desire.