Lord Of Succubi:Transmigrated As A Dual Cultivator In Isekai Of Magic Chapter 473 473

?Nexus let Tom go and he fell to the floor in exhaustion.The air was heavy with tension, the silence deafening. They were safe for now, but for how long? Nexus wondered.

Reaves grabbed Tiffany as soon as she and Madeleine entered the safe house and kissed her forehead. Soon Mike ca running in, a notable gash on his forehead, but he wasn't poisoned.

Nobody said anything to anyone. They all understood the grave danger the were facing. Madeline set up a small barrier to protect them from incoming attacks. The barrier would not hold for long, but it would give them enough ti to prepare for incoming attacks. Nexus?thanked her and placed a soft kiss on her forehead which makes her smile.

From the ground, rising up over the police station like a do, the bluish green barrier shimred and shimred like a hologram. Sparks of lightning ca wheezing out! Claps of thunder bood from the outside- as the werewolves slashed and slashed.

Beneath the grounds of the police station, the earth shook with tremors, and it sent violent vibrations rumbling through the hearts of the inhabitants!!

BOOOOMMM!!

BOOOMMM!!!! slash!!

The angry snarls of the werewolves followed closely with every violent assault on the blue green barrier. With vicious sharps teeth, and unnaturally sharp claws, the pack of werewolves huddled together at the door- snarling, growling, and slashing violently at the entrance!

Flashes of green bounced off their teeth!

Sparks ignited from the claws! Above the din, through the clouds of dust and smoke, a single desperate cry rang out from behind the counter;

"It's not gonna hold!! The barrier's not gonna hold!!"

The rookie cop wailed. Thick beads of sweat dripping across his face, as he scampered on his knees, trying to retreat backwards;

"ALL UNITS, Brace for impact!! I repeat; BRACE FOR IMPA–"

But the last syllable was swallowed completely by the blast that followed.

A single clap of thunder bood- more dreadful than the previous cracks. Instantly, the bluish green wall of mana dissolved, disappearing completely! A collective snarl of victory echoed from the army of the soulless werewolves.

All through the station, in their various hiding places, the hearts of the cops sank in their chests. Their balls dropped. And a select few began to piss themselves.

'no way. . .no fuckin' way!' They kept thinking- 'this is the police station! the safest place in the city! How dare they co in and–'

From the front door, the ugly head of the first werewolf erged.

Death in its eyes, it shot invisible murderous waves straight through the entrance.

On its humongous head, bulging eyes (twice the size of regular humans)- popped out of its sockets. Brown tufted hair spilled out of his jaws, neck, and scalp. Its muscled neck was craned forward- positioned on a set of powerful shoulders.

On the ground, the horrible echoes of its heavy footsteps bounced across the lobby as it rampaged through. The zombie werewolf stood over seven foot tall. Its canine legs arched out below its waist. And on its muscled torso, its dead lungs remained unmoving- not swelling, not deflating.

"Youuuu mo-thhheeeer-fuuukerrrrr!!!!! "

The disturbing cry ca suddenly from the left wing.

Out of the storage room, a fat cop ca charging through on short stubby legs! His purple face was gleaming in desperation. And with both his hands raised above his head, he was gripping a brand new axe!

Racing straight at the werewolves, the poor guy's heart was beating so loud, he could drop dead from a cardiac arrest- even before the werewolves would reach him.

Unfortunately, the werewolves did in fact reach him first.

In just two dreadful sprints, the first three beasts spread out from the door, and lunged at the fat cop. His mouth dropped open in surprise as their shadows eclipsed him- and he knew he had fucked up.

Simultaneously, as they leaped high in the air, their massive jaws separated with a crunching sound- and their huge claws unfolded. Jumping at an unnatural pace, they extended their huge arms towards fat cop.

The round man's eyes twitched.

Bravery turned to fear.

His throat bobbed.

And as the shadow of the three werewolves descended on him, a very unmanly scream erupted from his mouth. The piercing scream died out with a guttural growl, as the claws sank into his ripe flesh.

A geyser of blood spurted from the right side of his neck. The axe collapsed from his hands, and he ended up doubling over under the weight of the descending zombie werewolf.

The second and third werewolves followed, bearing down on him with the fury of a storm.

Under the pile of bodies, the marble floor cracked dangerously. Fat cop didn't stop screaming- or at least, gurgling. The stench of their rotting flesh scourged his nose as they ripped his innards out. Tearing through his police uniform, they kept slashing at his neck with unrepentant fury- drooling over his half breathing corpse.

As the rest of the zombie werewolves poured through the broken barrier, the cries of his agony seeped through the hallways of the police station, filling the air with his pain.

Urgency cracked through the air like thunder. The army of hooves of pattered along the marble floors- and claws ripped through the sturdy walls. Without any remorse, the veteran officers, and smart hunters ignored the cries of their comrade.

The shadows of their fleeing forms fell forward- as they hurtled towards the back entrance in pounding footsteps.

"Who's that fool?!" one of the dozen whispered; "Why'd he do sothing so stupid?!"

"No doubt, so dumb rookie."

"Aye, chief! How many do you think got in?!"

The middle aged officer grunted; "Feel free to find out for yourself staff sergeant!!"

In a different ti, they might have all laughed. But the thundering footsteps behind them kept them lancholic.

The entire building seed to shudder under the pounding footsteps of the half-dead creatures. The shrill sounds of their roars ca from their guts, and erupted from their jaws. Lightning sparks ignited from the tips of their nails, as they scratched the walls.

Over the stone white building, a thick cloud of terror had engulfed the officers within.

With their arms and shoulders ripping the air, the hunters shot forward- faces pulsing with desperation, racing towards the back exit! No one wanted to die! Not even for themselves! Across their tufted eyebrows, beads of sweat broke loose, and splattered into the air.

"Fuck this–" a hoarse voice rasped above the chaos; "I'm not dying for the Jas family!!"

In the courtyard,

On the southern wing of the police station,

A handful of grim faced n spilled out. Hot on each other's heels, they shot out of the rear exit, cursing, and panting heavily. So of them hadn't run in over a decade. So hadn't as much as jogged in two decades!

But the fear of sudden death had turned them into world class sprinters!

Suddenly, a cold mist descended upon the building.

In gentle rustles, it ca wheezing from the north, triggering all hairs to stand on the fleeing cops. A single flash sliced over the duplex- crackling like lightning, brightening up the main entrance.