The Blue-Eyed Werewolf saw that the Blood Energy fluctuations around Meng Yan had subsided, and he had stopped in mid-air not far away.
He breathed a sigh of relief.
If possible, he didn't want to offend a Blood Clan Viscount for no reason.
Moreover, according to the information he got from Werewolf Mark,
Ryan had only become a Blood Clan member for a little over a hundred years.
To be able to advance to Blood Clan Viscount in such a short time, such a genius, and from the Royal Family, the Victor family, was truly someone not to be easily offended.
He gave Werewolf Mark a stern look, signaling him not to speak later.
"Lord Ryan, I have no intention of interfering with the grievances between you and Werewolf Mark."
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf slowly said, "However, that amplifying witchcraft implement belongs to our tribe. Please return it, Lord."
Retrieving that auxiliary soul attack witchcraft implement was his main objective for this trip.
Although that witchcraft implement was only first-tier, it was a very rare amplifying item that could be used in conjunction with the Werewolf's innate ability, Shockwave Howl.
Even for a third-tier intermediate Werewolf, it had a significant effect.
If Werewolf Mark hadn't had some connection with a fourth-tier advanced Werewolf, the sin of just losing this one witchcraft implement would have been enough to atone for with one of his legs.
As for Werewolf Mark asking him to deal with Meng Yan on the way here, he had agreed before, but now seeing that Meng Yan had already advanced to Blood Clan Viscount, he didn't want to be enemies with Meng Yan.
Retrieving that witchcraft implement was his primary goal.
"Oh?!"
Meng Yan stroked the green bracelet in his hand, looking at the Blue-Eyed Werewolf with a half-smile.
With a turn of his thoughts, he had pretty much understood the whole story.
This Blue-Eyed Werewolf readily offered a second-tier blood implement, clearly wanting to buy peace and resolve the matter amicably.
His main goal was to retrieve that auxiliary soul attack witchcraft implement.
Unfortunately, while he wanted to resolve the matter peacefully and minimize the issue, Meng Yan didn't think so.
That green iron piece had already been destroyed by him, and its core, the Green Evil Spirit, had also been absorbed by him.
Even if he wanted to return it, he couldn't.
And as for Werewolf Mark, Meng Yan had made up his mind before.
If he continued to pester him, he would kill him.
Therefore, today, there must be a battle!
"Between Werewolf Mark and me, there is no favor, only enmity."
Meng Yan said with a faint smile, "That witchcraft implement has also been destroyed by me.
Hand over Werewolf Mark, and in consideration of that second-tier blood implement you just gave, I will not kill you."
A second-tier initial Shadow Werewolf, while indeed very strong in sneak attacks and assassinations, was far weaker in open combat compared to those of the same tier.
Furthermore, Meng Yan's previously weak physique had been compensated.
Therefore, even if he hadn't learned second-tier Blood Clan Magic yet, he wasn't afraid of the Blue-Eyed Werewolf in front of him.
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf frowned upon hearing Meng Yan's words.
He couldn't possibly hand over Werewolf Mark; otherwise, he would have trouble explaining himself when he returned to the tribe.
As for Meng Yan saying the witchcraft implement had been destroyed, he didn't believe it.
Such a precious auxiliary soul attack witchcraft implement, no matter who it fell into the hands of, would be cherished immensely. How could it be destroyed?
He believed that Meng Yan was just making up a flimsy excuse because he didn't want to hand over the witchcraft implement.
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf opened his mouth, attempting to persuade Meng Yan a few more times.
Or if that truly didn't work, exchanging it for something else would be fine too.
Although he had no other blood implements, he still had a demonic artifact and some evil spirit itemss, all of which held considerable value.
He truly didn't want to fight the newly promoted Blood Clan Viscount in front of him.
Matters that could be resolved peacefully were best resolved peacefully.
Why resort to fighting and killing?
Unfortunately, for Meng Yan, he had already destroyed the green iron piece and was determined to kill Werewolf Mark, knowing that today's matter was destined not to end well.
Before the Blue-Eyed Werewolf could speak again, Meng Yan suddenly leaped forward, and after closing some distance, Blood Energy surged around him.
Dozens of red Blood Energy Flying Blades appeared out of thin air, carrying whistling winds, and fiercely attacked the Blue-Eyed Werewolf.
Basic Blood Clan Magic: Blood Energy Flying Blade.
Blood Clan members at the Baron level could at most condense nine Blood Energy Flying Blades simultaneously.
Meng Yan, relying on his vast Blood Energy and strong Spiritual Power, which far exceeded Blood Clan Viscounts of the same tier, unleashed dozens of Blood Energy Flying Blades in one go.
In terms of power, it was already no weaker than a typical second-tier Blood Clan Magic.
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf's face changed when he saw the dense Blood Energy Flying Blades flying towards him. He didn't have time to think much.
He picked up Werewolf Mark with one hand and threw him far away.
Then he let out a low growl, his wolf claws expanded, becoming enormous, and a large amount of magic power rapidly gathered on his claws.
His claws danced, creating streaks of afterimages.
Those Blood Energy Flying Blades were one by one repelled.
Taking advantage of the gap, the Blue-Eyed Werewolf was still trying to persuade Meng Yan, rapidly saying,
"Lord Ryan, as long as you are willing to hand over the witchcraft implement, I am willing to…"
Meng Yan waved his hand, and the Blood Energy Flying Blades spun and turned in the air, attacking the Blue-Eyed Werewolf again.
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf had no choice but to parry with his wolf claws again.
Only Meng Yan's voice came from afar:
"I cannot hand over that witchcraft implement, and Werewolf Mark must die today.
Lord, don't waste your effort.
If you truly don't want to fight, then just retreat directly; I will not stop you."
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf sighed upon hearing this.
Then, a ferocious look appeared on his face, which was covered in dark black fur.
"Why…"
He roared, "I didn't want to fight, so why force me?!"
The Blue-Eyed Werewolf's body instantly swelled, becoming over four meters tall.
From a distance, he looked like an ancient Titan descending upon the world.
Magic power surged wildly, gathering on his body to form a blue battle armor.
The towering figure, clad in battle armor imbued with powerful magic, looked like a war god, majestic and extraordinary.
Howl!
A wolf howl rang out, and an invisible wave of air spread.
Werewolf innate ability: Shockwave Howl.
The Blood Energy Flying Blades in mid-air were hit by the airwave, each trembling as if they would dissipate and revert to Blood Energy at any moment.
Meng Yan's face became solemn as he saw the Blue-Eyed Werewolf's might.
He first enveloped John with his Blood Energy to prevent him from being affected by the wolf howl's airwave.
A Werewolf's innate ability, when used by a Werewolf of a certain tier, possessed destructive power of that same tier.
Without his protection, John would surely be injured by the airwave.
He glanced at the giant Werewolf already charging towards them.
Meng Yan said to John,
"Go and hold Werewolf Mark back; don't let him escape.
After I resolve things here, I'll come to help you."
Although John was at the top Baron level, he had only become a Blood Clan member a week ago.
Most of that time had been spent stabilizing his strength.
John had not fully mastered the Blood Clan Magic Meng Yan taught him, and he was still very unfamiliar with using it.
Under normal circumstances, if he were to fight Werewolf Mark, he would most likely lose.
However, if it was just to hold Werewolf Mark back for a period, he could easily do so with his top Baron-level Blood Energy.
After all, Werewolf Mark had not reached the top tier of a first-tier ordinary Werewolf.
In terms of basic strength, he was slightly weaker than John.
John nodded upon hearing Meng Yan's words, said nothing more, and flew directly towards Werewolf Mark in the distance.