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If I were Werewolf William, knowing Lilina’s crazy nature, the smartest choice would be to imdiately throw whatever she handed over fifty ters away, then back off and keep a straight-line distance of more than thirty ters from this girl, and throw a shoe at her face.

But William is not , and he doesn’t know how treacherous this seemingly innocent and cute little girl can be. All he saw was the girl suddenly summoning vines thicker than his thigh and carnivorous flowers to tie up the tiny bouncing girl into a bundle, a magical scene that made Brother Werewolf’s eyebrow twitch: just this move alone was enough to dominate the Dark World.

He absolutely couldn’t imagine how casually Lilina could decree death to tens of millions of people.

"This...must be a joke, right?"

Fortunately, although Brother Werewolf looks straightforward, he’s not entirely brainless. He instinctively felt that the other party was fooling him, then shrugged at us, "I’m truly here for help, in this world, probably only the mystic Boundless Love can help us. Last night, I almost killed several of my closest assistants, regaining calm only when the sun rose. The werewolf instinct tells that the next ti the moon appears, my blood will lose control again, and China’s moon is definitely going to rise earlier than in Europe. Perhaps Miss Lin is right, it’s the moon’s energy causing the werewolf mutation, but I am also sure that its energy is stronger at night than during the day, and there’s not much ti left."

"Tch, just wear the bracelet honestly, don’t bother with the catchphrase," Lilina pouted, ran off to continue her fight with rcury Lamp, and threw back a sentence, "The bracelet can suppress energy, I’m not lying to you. If I’m lying, this stupid doll is a little dog!"

Brother Werewolf reluctantly slid the bracelet onto his hand, saying, "What’s wrong with dogs! Dogs are the most loyal creatures on this earth, they’re stronger than humans, though city pugs don’t count now... Hey, this thing is quite magical!"

It turned out to be because the bracelet underwent a mutation: his hand was a furry big paw, the wrist’s radius seed to exceed rcury Lamp’s waist, and the bracelet Lilina gave him was one she took off her own wrist. The difference between the two was obvious, and Brother Werewolf, in a mont of brain freeze, tried to put such a large ring on his hand, not expecting that the bracelet that looked like cheap plastic bought from a street stall for kids would suddenly emit a gentle green light, and the next second it was already on his furry wrist.

"A while ago a leaf fell from the World Tree," Lilina shouted from a distance, "This was circled from the petiole, count yourself lucky, in the temple it’s auctioned starting at 150,000 each!"

Brother Werewolf took the little girl’s shouting as childlike nonsense, unable to be distracted, because he already felt the bracelet on his hand emanating a magical power.

The pale green light was covering his entire body, the hard black wolf hair under the comfort of this green light rapidly softened, shrunk, and gradually retracted under human skin, the sharp wolf muzzle and ears also shrank, and the dark golden pupils returned to black-brown. In just a few seconds, the werewolf in front of us returned to human form: a man with a height of 1.83 ters, having straw-colored wavy short hair, looking robust and calm, an adult white male.

"Goodness, this ti speaking finally doesn’t have a whistle."

The first thing the human-ford werewolf "Earl" said.

Then he showed us a grateful smile, clasped his fists in salute: "Worthy of the amazing Boundless Love, I have witnessed it, even a little girl one ter tall is this powerful."

"Who’s one ter! Who’s one ter!" Lilina jumped up imdiately, "I’m already 1.09 ters, do you believe if I wanted to, I could grow to 1.65 ters in five seconds! Let tell you, if those war maniacs weren’t here, just your sentence, within a radius of 500 kiloters would be leveled..."

"Just based on his height it’s possible."

Ji Shanshan joined in with Little Baobao for an assist.

"Get used to it, it takes getting used to it." Facing the confused look on Werewolf William’s face, Lin Feng shook his head and sighed, then whispered to listlessly, "Cough, Brother Chen, give a little face, although Senior William is famous for being a good guy in the Dark World, but still, he’s our senior after all..."

"Hehe, it’s okay, it’s okay," the werewolf... no, the now human William didn’t get angry, instead, he sat down cheerfully, "I’ve always been wondering what kind of people the legendary Boundless Love are, the Dark World is full of quirky people, but your quirky is in a completely different direction, I was actually prepared to be tangled with or get into a fight — after all, since you played Olympus to death, your reputation among ’Aliens’ has beco brutish."

I imdiately felt awkward and scratched my nose: The matter of "destroying an entire base because you slept in the wrong position" from back then still hasn’t faded away. I’ve just been busy fighting giant battles everywhere, and everything happening on Earth, big or small, has been thrown to the back of my mind. Although none of us gave much thought to the incident at Olympus (besides the accidental discovery of Visca’s Barrier Star), in the hearts of the "Alien Race" on Earth, the events from back then are still fernting.

And during the following conversation, we learned about what Werewolf William experienced last night — well, strictly speaking, what he experienced yesterday evening.

There is a ti difference between Europe and here. When Barrier Star was hit, it was nightti here, but in Europe, it was just evening. This is the one thing William never understood: why he was forcibly transford even though the moon had not yet appeared.

In legend, the werewolf race is a cursed monster lineage handed down from the Ancient Era, regarded together with their mortal enemies, the vampires, as hunters under the night by humans, because fully berserk werewolves are extrely dangerous creatures. Werewolves follow the moonlight, gaining power under the moon’s shine; during a full moon, they especially gain the ability to transform into beasts due to abundant moonlight energy, just like William earlier.

Werewolves transford under the full moon are dangerous because they lose reason in this state, actively attacking any moving, non-werewolf creature in front of them.

William was forcibly transford by the energy shock from the moon at an originally completely safe dusk, and at the ti he was holding a monastery cadre eting, nearly all of the organization’s most powerful high-level cadre were gathered at his private castle to discuss next month’s group trip to Egypt, don’t laugh, this sh*t is real...

It was lucky and thrilling, lucky that most monastery masters were present, allowing the suddenly berserk William to be promptly contained, and thrilling... Do you think the situation back then wasn’t thrilling?

The werewolf story didn’t have too many twists and turns, completely within Qianqian’s imagination and my reasoning. What I’m really curious about is why Barrier Star’s collision would lead to William the werewolf’s madness, the connection between werewolves and the moon should be a mythic tale, mystically rather unscientific, although they indeed suddenly beco much stronger under moonlight, it seems that William went berserk because he directly sensed Ghost Energy Radiation from outer space.

Following Lilina’s order, William, with the bracelet on, went to another room to rest. Our highest bishop advised him not to rashly remove this bracelet, at least not until Boundless Love declared the situation calm, to which William listened without objection. After confirming that his werewolf form had indeed been subdued by this unassuming little girl’s toy bracelet, he was deeply convinced, perhaps also subdued by Boundless Love’s residual power.

"Truly unlike the legendary werewolf," after William disappeared at the entrance, Lilina muttered a couple of lines in a low voice, "Too earnest, too honest, too much like a neighbor uncle earning 1,300 a month, not even a cunning thousand-year-old demon, at least show so fierce and terrifying features, werewolves shouldn’t they be the kind of sleazy uncles jumping into bed with the grandmother waiting for a Little Loli to throw themselves in python-style..."

Lin Feng imdiately broke into a sweat: "That’s the Wolf Grandma, right?"

I then grabbed Lilina by the collar: "Do you dare to say those four censored words?!"

"Do werewolves lose control when they transform?"

In the end, it was Big Sister Xyrin who admirably maintained her composure and asked quite normal questions.

"Well, low-level werewolves are like this," Lin Feng thought for a mont before replying. As soone who has worked in the Superpower Team for many years, he knew quite a bit about Earth’s Dark World. And as Lin Xue’s brother, he was more reliable than his sister, prompting us to gather around to hear about these legendary creatures we heard of since childhood. "Low-level werewolves can’t transform at will unless they pay a great physical toll or encounter a full moon. Whenever they transform, they lose control, biting anyone they see, which is why werewolves are portrayed as savage monsters in many legends. Despite looking like a disaster with fur all over, they don’t inherently possess such traits. Normally, when they’re human, they’re just like ordinary people, having family, friends, and emotions, losing control only when they transform."

"High-level werewolves don’t have this issue, right?" I chid in.

"Of course, that’s the difference between werewolf leaders and soldiers. High-level werewolves can control their transformations, and in most cases, they retain their sanity, like William during the day. Advanced werewolves only lose their rationality once a year when the moon is at its fullest. On that day, moonlight stimulates their bloodline, causing a reckless transformation, but it only lasts about half an hour. Moreover, advanced werewolves tend to find a place to confine themselves or so distraction for that half hour, such as William, who gathers a pile of bones to chew for at least half an hour when he transforms. Sotis he collects too much and treats his crew to rib soup the next day. When my sister and I went to Europe for a conference..."

"Say one more useless word and I’ll beat you up," Lin Xue threatened as she approached, fist clenched, prompting Lin Feng to shrink back: "In short, an advanced werewolf like William wouldn’t lose control under normal circumstances; his current state is purely because of the moon. Realizing he couldn’t revert to human form during the day, William sought us out, as he has known and my sister for a long ti. We owe him a big favor from an incident in Europe years ago, which is why he’s co to us."

"Oh——"

I prolonged my voice in awe, looking at Miss Lin in curiosity. Back in the day, when she was a young girl, she was already handling international disputes, while I was still scheming with Qianqian to skip class and catch turtles in the moat...

"Do you know the deeper reasons why werewolves transform with a full moon and vampires increase their power under moonlight?" Miss Lin looked at us and suddenly spoke in a mystic tone.

Seeing her expression, I knew sothing interesting was coming; anyti Miss Lin showed a cunning cat-like expression of success, there was a topic bound to intrigue everyone.

"Last night, I was not only busy with Superpower Team affairs." Lin Xue took sothing out from her Personal Space and placed it on the coffee table. "Look at this; I sifted it from the Atlantis database. Don’t touch it, you brat; it’s high-tech, and you’ll spend your life paying for it if you break it!"

Lin Xue slapped away her brother’s hand reaching for the table, while Lin Feng, rubbing his hand, remained curious at the Crystal Plate on the table: "Sis, I’ve seen you use this before; you tricked into thinking it was a mirror."

"Just a data terminal, much more advanced than our computers, like comparing Poyang Lake to a flushing toilet," Lin Xue activated the data terminal, which displayed an Anubis.

The Atlantis civilization created undead guardians, Wolf-Headed Anubis, using the souls of fallen soldiers and artificial bodies.

"Do you know how werewolves ca to be?" Lin Xue chuckled, "I wanted to say when Werewolf William arrived, but luckily held back: modern werewolves stem from the failed first generation of Anubis transformation..."

Lin Feng and Ding Ling listened in confusion, aware of the Xyrin Empire but not insiders, while the rest of us snapped our fingers in realization and tapped our heads: "I should have made the connection earlier. But there’s still a big difference between werewolves and Anubis; Anubis has just a wolf head and stands five ters tall, made of black crystal, while werewolves besides having a wolf head have nothing else in common."

"The first generation prototypes," Lin Xue shrugged, "Initially, Anubis was designed as Super Soldiers reinforced for holding Ghost Energy Pulse Guns against Imperial Soldiers. As the casualties among soldiers grew, and the werewolf body modification technology made breakthroughs, scientists from the Old Empire created subsequent versions that completely abandoned human form. Many modern aliens originated this way. With Earth’s ecological structure, it couldn’t normally evolve those demonic beings: How would a lion-man capable of shredding tank armor with claws evolve in an era without even bronze? Without environntal incentives, how could they develop such claws? Shifting perspective reveals: They’re Sphinxes, survivors of the Doomsday War..."

"We discussed this back then, seeing it now still feels dramatic." I scratched my head.

"More than that, do you know why werewolves transform during a full moon?" Lin Xue raised a finger before , "It’s not the moonlight giving them power; it’s—upon sighting enemy planet battleships, they automatically enter combat mode. Seventy thousand years have passed, yet werewolf genes remain locked in that ancient war, within them another soul still fights. Whenever a full moon appears, they answer the call to battle..."

"What about the other aliens on Earth..."

"Largely the sa," Lin Xue nodded, "The Ghost Energy Reaction from the moon is a serious signal, like an air raid siren, agitating the ancient alien descendants’ genes on Earth. Now, their soul from the Ancient Era stirs wildly within: They believe that the Destruction Army has returned, gearing up for total war to protect Atlantis civilization. Of course, they remain oblivious at a conscious level, just like Werewolf William."

"Oh... shoot... that’s a huge problem," I grumbled, clutching my head, "How widespread could this impact be?"

"It certainly includes these two."

Lin Xue mischievously glanced at Lin Feng and Ding Ling, "You two reticent fellows, when do you plan to speak up?"

Lin Feng paused, scratching his head before reluctantly laughing as Ding Ling glared at Lin Xue: "Can’t outsmart you since becoming Prophet."

"In fact, not only William seeks help," Lin Feng laughed helplessly, rolling up his sleeve, "Look at this."

Peering closer, I was surprised: "Hey, you have a Crayon Shin-chan tattoo?"

Lin Feng was embarrassed, hurrying to show his other arm: "This is my sister’s prank... um, try this arm."

Rolling up his sleeve revealed from his elbow to wrist a network of fine, bright blue lines covering his arm.

"No loss of control yet, but it’s a ti bomb. Based on intel from around the world, even the most emotionally restrained traditional Superpower Users are unlikely to escape the outco of rampaging like ordinary aliens." Lin Feng shrugged.

We marveled and naturally turned our gaze to Ding Ling.

"Stop looking; I have it as well," Ding Ling croaked, "But if you want to see it, gentlen, please leave."

Everyone acquiesced with an ’oh’.

"So," Lin Xue plopped onto the sofa with a thud, "the situation has worsened: Now globally, all creatures with special abilities are rampaging or about to rampage, right?" (To be continued. If you like this work, feel free to vote for it at Qidian (qidian) with recomndation and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)

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