Mystery: The Ultimate Tarot

Chapter 39 The Lively Forest

Despite the presence of the sickly woman, Raphael showed no intention of backing down when facing the other werewolf.

On the night of the full moon, although he was rational enough, the thrill of fighting and killing still made him follow the call of his desires and charge towards the werewolf!

At this moment, the sickly woman sitting in the tree shook her head: "That's not Jonathan either."

Meanwhile, the battle between the two werewolves had already broken out.

Raphael appeared to be heading towards the other party, but just as the two got close, he used "Nine Steps of Wolf Shadow" to suddenly dodge to the side, avoiding the werewolf's attack.

The werewolf's claws slammed into a tree, exposing his entire back to Raphael.

Raphael used the "Nine Steps of the Wolf Shadow" footwork to suddenly turn around, his five fingers straightened, and his claws, like five narrow and short sharp daggers, pierced into his opponent's back.

The werewolf let out a painful howl, leaped forward, and escaped from Raphael's grasp.

Raphael only pierced the heart of his opponent, but did not have time to pierce through it and cause a fatal wound.

The werewolf's back injury did not make him escape; instead, it enraged him, and he lunged at Raphael again.

However, this time he was prepared. As the two drew near and Raphael dodged to the side, he immediately swung his claws and changed the direction of his attack.

But this time Raphael did not dodge. Instead, he stretched out his five fingers and stabbed his wolf claws toward the opponent's chest.

They were very close, and the werewolf had no time to dodge or block, only managing to extend one arm to parry.

Puff~ Puff~

Raphael's wolf claws pierced the opponent's arm with one claw and the opponent's chest with the other.

After succeeding, Raphael did not linger; he immediately jumped back, trying to get as far away from his opponent as possible.

This was the right thing to do, because the next instant, the werewolf stretched its head forward and lunged to bite, but because Raphael retreated in time, the werewolf only managed to bite into air.

Then, just as the other's head was about to retract but hadn't had time to, Raphael swung his claw and scratched the other's face, tearing open one of the other's eyeballs.

The werewolf let out a wail and immediately began to flee. Even though it was bloodthirsty and irrational on the night of the full moon, it still knew it was in danger and had to run for its life.

But how could Raphael possibly let the other side escape now?

He followed closely, first grabbing the other person by the back of the neck, then grabbing their lower back.

But just as the werewolf was about to turn and fight back, Raphael dodged with nimble steps.

Raphael quickly found an opportunity for a fatal blow. He first slashed open the man's throat with his wolf claws, then pressed down on the man's head and twisted it backward with all his might, making a sound like bones breaking.

Amid the werewolf's mournful howls, Raphael cleanly and decisively twisted its head off with both hands.

The sight of blood gushing from the opponent's neck excited Raphael, who was also overjoyed; the power of the "Wolf Fang Technique" far exceeded his expectations.

The difference is like taking an exam: the dead werewolf has to answer the questions himself, while Raphael has the answers and can just copy them.

However, this was Raphael's first time using the "Wolf Fang Technique" in combat, and he wasn't yet proficient. When he killed that "Fallen Angel" before, it couldn't even be considered a real confrontation.

If he were skilled enough, Raphael's first strike could unexpectedly pierce the werewolf's heart, severely injuring him.

Thinking of this, Raphael's gaze suddenly turned serious. He looked to the side and saw the somewhat sickly-looking woman nimbly jump from the tree where she had been sitting to the tree next to Raphael.

The extraordinary characteristics of the "werewolf" had begun to emerge. Raphael stared coldly at his opponent, not intending to give up his spoils.

The woman gave a weak smile: "How about we make a deal?"

"Woo~" Raphael let out a wolf howl at the other party.

"Alright, stop pretending," the woman said. "I don't know what method you used to stay calm on the night of the full moon."

"I just want you to save my brother Jonathan. He's also a werewolf, and he was just attracted away by the wolf howls."

"If you agree to help, I can offer a reward. How about the 'Living Corpse' potion recipe?"

Raphael had just sensed that the other party had no living aura, and that the other party was very weak at the moment, with restraint in their eyes.

He guessed that this must be a "zombie." On the night of the full moon, the curse of the "zombie" is that it craves the warm blood and fresh flesh of humans, and if its desire is not satisfied, it will become very weak.

However, if the other party indulges itself and slaughters humans, it will teeter on the edge of losing control.

Since the other party chose to restrain themselves on the night of the full moon, they are most likely a member of the "moderation faction".

For Raphael, it didn't matter whether the other party was a "moderate" or a "licentious" one. At this moment, he kept thinking about whether he could kill this weak "zombie" and obtain its characteristics.

After considering for a second or two, Raphael said in a hoarse voice, "I already have the potion recipe."

In the end, he decided not to take action because he was not confident that he could succeed. If he did take action and failed to kill his opponent, a feud would be formed.

Although Raphael was not afraid of a "zombie," he was deeply impressed by the elusive Miss Sharon and Mr. Maritch.

Even if they couldn't be sure it was Raphael who made the move, there was still some danger in the battle, because he noticed that the woman remained very calm after watching him kill another werewolf, perhaps she had some powerful magical item on her.

Raphael's answer surprised the woman slightly, but she continued, "How about a magical item?"

"It corresponds to Sequence 8 of the 'Cultivator' pathway, which grants you the abilities of a seasoned surgeon, making it very useful for vulnerable werewolves."

Raphael's heart skipped a beat: "Okay."

Then he asked, "How can I help you?"

"My brother is wearing a silver necklace," the woman said immediately. "Find him for me and bring him to my side."

Then she said, "I must remind you that someone has set a trap here. They lured Jonathan away with the howling of wolves."

"In this dark forest, there is at least one Sequence 5 and one Sequence 6, as well as several werewolves, all searching for Jonathan and me."

Raphael was taken aback: "'The Hedonists'?"

A flicker of surprise crossed the sickly woman's eyes: "Yes."

She and her brother Jonathan were betrayed. After learning that the "Hedonists" had set a trap here, the crimson full moon had already risen, and they had no time to leave.

Raphael picked up the "werewolf" extraordinary characteristic that had spun out from under his feet and said, "I will do my best to help you find people... find wolves."

After saying that, he left quickly.

Raphael wasn't particularly interested in the deal; he planned to hunt one more werewolf and then quickly return to the valley to hide.

Raphael ran for another ten minutes or so when he suddenly heard a wail.

He immediately slowed down, jumped onto a tree, and moved toward the direction of the wailing.

In the crimson moonlight, he saw a tall figure with a pair of goat horns on its head and a pair of huge bat wings on its back.

demon!

Raphael thought to himself: This grove is really lively today!