Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 148 The Twelve Werewolf Clans
"Even a person with a pure heart, who remembers to pray at night, will inevitably turn into a wolf on a full moon night when the monkshood blooms."

The leader of the Imperial Guards, the dragon-born werewolf Saha, was strolling in the Golden City, which had become much quieter at dusk. He looked up at the round moon rising in the sky and enjoyed his peaceful and regular life.

This is his rest time. In fact, there are 350 imperial guards, divided into teams of ten. Dozens of teams always take turns on duty, so these imperial guards actually have more holidays than imagined.

"It's another full moon night. I wonder where my tribe has migrated to."

The werewolf Saha muttered to himself. After he settled down in the dragon territory, he used ravens to deliver his letters to his original werewolf tribe, which had lost contact with the tribe due to the war with the Carthaginian Empire.

As the war leader of the tribe, Saha suggested to the elders of the werewolf tribe that they migrate the entire tribe to the dragon's territory. He had received a letter from the elders of the tribe, and learned that the tribe had agreed to his suggestion and was on the way to integration and migration.

However, to this day, he still has not seen the werewolves of his tribe appear on this land. However, recently, the werewolf Saha's sensitive sense of smell has detected many scents from his own kind in the air.

That was the smell of a werewolf. Even though these werewolves could transform into human form, they could not hide from the noses of their own kind.

In fact, the dragon-born werewolf Saha can also transform into a human appearance. Just like there are always various different opinions among humans, there are also different factions in the twelve werewolf clans, which is extremely complicated.

The werewolf Saha is one of the naturalists who advocates his natural original self. He doesn't like to transform into a human.

Of course, there are also some special werewolves who are transformed from humans or humanoid creatures due to some kind of curse. These werewolves do not have the ability to freely transform into humans.

Moreover, it is difficult for these special werewolves to control the wild power derived from the cursed werewolves. On every full moon night, they cannot control themselves, become extremely manic, and thus cause killings.

This part of the werewolf group is also the most vulnerable to exclusion and hunting by humans and other ethnic civilizations. It is now difficult to find these special werewolves in the settlements of various ethnic groups.

There are also some werewolves who are born as wolves. They have insufficient control over their own wild power and will uncontrollably transform into werewolves on the night of the full moon and start killing.

However, these werewolves are in a better situation, as the werewolf tribes they come from always protect these rookie werewolves well.

The dragon-born werewolf Saha followed the breath of his fellow tribesmen, walked through the streets and alleys, and finally found traces of other similar marks in a dark corner.

Those were badges representing the werewolf clans. In this corner, there were already nine different badges engraved on them. These clan badges were spreading an invisible summoning message, summoning the dragon-born werewolf Saha.

The nine badges belong to the nine major werewolf clans, among which is the Fenris clan, a werewolf clan that excels at surviving in areas with harsh environments.

They are savage, bloodthirsty, and fatalistic, and are the werewolf tribe that likes to use force and military means the most.

Clan Fiona, the werewolves of this clan have exceptionally wild passion and artistic insight, and even produce some bards and some extremely powerful werewolf warriors.

A clan of invisible walkers, this clan likes to transform into humans and hide in the settlements of various races, just like a wolf hiding among a flock of sheep.

This clan also prefers human cities and culture, which makes it difficult for other werewolf clans to have genuine trust in the stealth walker clan.

There is also the Shadow Wolfheart Clan, which is quite similar to the Invisible Walker Clan. They both like to hide in the civilized countries of humans.

The difference is that the Shadow Wolfheart Clan extends its power more to the political circle, advocates the power of social politics, and likes to use diplomatic means and unscrupulous conspiracies to achieve its goals.

In addition, there is the Blood Claw Clan, who advocates revenge, and the White Bone Clan, who believe in using the corpses of their enemies as a symbol of their own growing power.

And the Yuktna clan who likes to study souls and magic. This clan produces rare werewolf magicians and werewolf warlocks, not werewolf warriors who are obsessed with strength like other clans.

And the Striders clan, who like to travel around the world, wander freely, and advocate an unstable and free life.

There is also the Silver Fang Clan, which is the most widely distributed clan among the werewolf tribes and was once the undisputed ruler of the werewolf race.

Many great werewolves in history came from this clan. The tribe that the werewolf Saha came from belonged to one of the large branch tribes of this clan.

There were only three remaining werewolf clans that did not arrive. They were the Wendigo clan, who only liked to live in remote areas, rarely came into contact with other races, and had their own living circle.

There is also the Kaya clan, a clan that prefers to use gentle means and often appears as mediators and peacemakers. It is a clan in the tribe that tends to heal and end the bloody wars and hatred between werewolves and other races. This clan is also a clan that has good intentions towards other intelligent races.

And a special clan, the Female Rage Clan. This clan is almost entirely composed of female werewolves.

Male werewolves born in the clan are sent to other clans, and only female werewolf cubs will grow up in this clan.

In connection with this, this werewolf clan does not pay too much attention to the affairs of other clans, except for those female wolves whose power is anger and who want to find their mates and give birth to offspring.

Of course, in addition to the twelve main clans, there are many werewolf clans that have separated from these twelve clans, such as the Yalang clan, which once became the brave warriors of the Doma Kingdom on the Eastern Continent and served the King of Doma.

However, the other small clans were basically unable to break away from the boundaries of the twelve werewolf clans, so the leisurely expression of the dragon-born werewolf Saha became a little solemn.

Because generally, it is enough for a werewolf to summon its companions by leaving a special mark, and leaving behind the emblem representing the werewolf clan, and there are so many clans gathered in this place, it means that the werewolf clan meeting will be held in an uninhabited place somewhere in the Golden Land.

This means that among the werewolf clans that left their clan emblems, each clan will send at least one werewolf elder or leader, as well as a large number of werewolf warriors as guards.

Because there is no fixed time for the werewolf clan alliance, but every clan alliance determines the fate of the entire werewolf race.

The dragon-born werewolf Saha vaguely felt that perhaps his tribe failed to migrate on time because it encountered some resistance from other clans.

"Haha, no matter what these guys' intentions are, although my tribe lost the war, I did not become weaker."

There was a faint fiery halo at the tail of the werewolf Saha's silver-white mane. He tapped his wolf claws lightly on the visor helmet hanging around his waist, making a thudding sound.

Hidden by the visor and helmet is the centurion's badge hanging on the dragonborn werewolf's waist. This token represents power and strength, forged from the sacred iron dug out from the red dragon's lair. It also represents the status bestowed on this werewolf by Charon's ruling kingship.

"I hope these guys haven't done anything to make me angry," the dragon-born werewolf opened his mouth, which was too long compared to humans. The military token in his hand lit up slightly, and he smiled, revealing his thick, silver canine teeth.

The dragonborn werewolf retracted the sharp claws attached to his waist badge and pressed them on the emblem of the werewolf clan. The brief information contained in this clan emblem will provide guidance to nearby werewolf clans.

"Oh, it's not too far from here, probably only about a hundred miles away," the dragon-born werewolf retracted his claws and followed the guidance of the aura on the clan emblem, walking towards the distance.

In fact, the wings behind the dragon werewolf Saha are not for show, but this guy rarely uses his wings. First, there are few enemies who can force this werewolf to use his wings. Second, this werewolf has some respect for dragons, and werewolves don't like the feeling of flying. The excellent jumping ability of the werewolf itself is enough to catch some low-flying enemies.

The werewolf Saha still chose to walk this time, and did not take off his heavy armor of the imperial guards to transform into a wild giant wolf.

The broadsword, which was considered heavy for some powerful warriors, was held in one hand by this guy. He strode through the forest path and deep into the forest, following the scent of his own kind.

The aura of werewolves was getting stronger and stronger, and there were more and more of them. It was obvious that clans had arrived one after another, and each clan had at least one werewolf.

The dragon-born werewolf continued walking until he could clearly sense the strong scent of his own kind ahead of him. It was a river valley area surrounded by mountains on three sides, which was an excellent short-term resting place for these werewolves.

The dragonborn werewolf stopped and put on the horned helmet around his waist. His two dragon horns appeared from the top of the helmet. Then he put down his visor and strode in.

The two werewolf warriors guarding the entrance of the valley sensed that the creature under heavy armor was of their own kind and did not stop it. Instead, they stared at the two wings behind the werewolf Saha, which were still wide even when folded, and the dragon horns on his head with their eyes emitting green fluorescence in the dark.

The werewolf Saha didn't care about the strange looks from the two werewolves. Although he could be considered a member of another race, his werewolf blood had not changed, but there were just some more things. This was the biggest difference between the dragonborn mutated by the influence of Charon's field and the dragonborn achieved with the blood of a real dragon.

There were no tents or anything like that set up in the valley. Although these werewolf clans were civilized races to a certain extent, it was their habit to sleep in the open air. They simply gathered under protruding cliffs that could shelter them from the rain.

There were about thirty werewolves gathered under the cliff of the valley. Some were in werewolf form, while others looked like humans. All of them had a strong scent of werewolf blood.

There were piles of fires lit all around, roasting their dinner. Wild boars and mountain deer were roasted until they were shiny, and the whole valley was filled with the aroma of burnt meat.

There were still a dozen werewolf warriors patrolling and guarding the valley, but they were all lazy.

In such a wild forest, few creatures can threaten these powerful werewolf warriors, let alone the werewolf elders and tribal leaders who can perfectly control their own wild power.

However, these powerful clan elders and leaders were not like the two werewolf warriors guarding the valley who had weaker perception. Instead, they clearly sensed how terrifying the aura of this unusually tall and heavily armored warrior was.

The werewolves gathered around the fire immediately became alert, their green eyes glowing with an alluring light. They stood up.

The strong muscles of the back are slightly arched, the feet are slightly bent, and the sharp claws are gathered under the chest and abdomen. This is a sign that the werewolves are about to launch an attack.

Some other werewolves who retained their human form also revived their wild power. Their bodies swelled rapidly, and their strong muscles tore apart the linen clothes on them. Coarse and hard brown, tan, black, and silver hairs sprouted from every part of their bodies.

Their limbs were transformed into sharp claws of wild beasts, their mouths protruded forward with elongated sharp teeth, and their ears became pointed and covered with soft fur.

When the final furry and powerful tail emerged from the tail vertebrae, the former humans had turned into terrifying giant wolves walking upright.

Each giant wolf is over two meters tall, and some werewolf elders and leaders even reach a height of three meters after transforming into giant wolves.

These werewolves growled in protest at the heavily armored warriors, and jumped around to surround Saha, who was wrapped in heavy armor.

"Who are you, a strange warrior, a fully armed dragonborn, you have the breath of a werewolf." The werewolf elder of the Blood Claw Clan had a pair of black claws with a faint blood-red halo, which was the characteristic of the Blood Claw Clan to mobilize their own power.

Although the opponent seemed to be wearing heavy armor and holding a heavy sword, he looked extremely powerful.

But after transforming into werewolves, these chiefs, elders and warriors all have agile speed and powerful strength, and the fur on their bodies is equivalent to a leather armor, giving them the capital to fight against this heavily armored warrior.

What's more, if there are enough werewolves, even natural wild wolves that have not developed intelligence will adopt wolf pack tactics when hunting, not to mention these werewolves who can control their own wild power.

However, even though these werewolves were tall enough, they still looked a little thin and a head shorter than the heavily armored dragon-born werewolves.

The tall dragon-born werewolf Saha silently stared at the silver-haired werewolf, who was the werewolf elder of the Silver Canine Clan.

"It was you who stopped my tribe, Jihad," the werewolf Saha lifted his visor, revealing his slightly changed face. His aura had changed and was no longer familiar to the other party.

"Saha," the werewolf elder named Jihad, who also had a long silver mane that glowed faintly at night, shouted, "You have turned into a dragonborn. You are no longer a werewolf and can no longer serve as the Alpha leader!"

"So, all of you came here this time to hold a clan meeting just to annex my tribe and take over my power?"

The werewolf Saha's face was as calm and indifferent as that of a red dragon, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking at all.

"No, we are here because you have gained a certain status in the dragon territory. We need you to cooperate with us, disguise some of the power of our nine clans as your tribe, and then obtain a piece of territory that belongs to the werewolves in the dragon territory."

The Alpha Werewolf of the Shadow Wolfheart Clan, the war leader, said so, and he fanatically incited the werewolves around him.
"These dragons are all stupid and arrogant. We werewolves only need to pretend to surrender temporarily, and then we can slowly eat away at the dragon's territory."

"Finally, I will seize power and turn this place into a paradise for werewolves!"

"You are really crazy," the werewolf Saha finally revealed a hint of cold laughter, "The dragon group is not those giant dragons. Their wisdom and strength are beyond your imagination."

"It seems that you have been a dragon's dog for too long and have forgotten that you were once an Alpha, Saha," the leader of the Shadow Wolfheart Clan also sneered.

"But being a dragon's dog is not as pleasant as holding power yourself. Although you can no longer be the Alpha Werewolf of the Silver Fang Clan, as long as you help us, we will share power with you in the future."

"Besides, we, the twelve werewolf clans, should help each other, Saha, we are all your kind, your brothers."

Saha couldn't help laughing. He said, "When I was imprisoned in the Carthaginian Empire Arena and deeply humiliated, why didn't I see you say these words to me?"

"As for the power you want to share with me," the werewolf Saha smiled strangely, and put his mask down again, speaking in a low voice with ill intentions,

"Let me show you the power and strength my king has bestowed upon me!"

Before the werewolf Saha finished his voice, figures suddenly appeared on the cliffs of the low mountains surrounding the valley. They were imperial guardsmen wearing heavy armor and holding heavy blades. Each of them was taller than the werewolves present.

These heavily-armored guards looked down coldly at the werewolves who were already starting to panic. They actually jumped off the cliff frantically.

Bang, bang, bang,
One by one, the imperial guards knelt, supported themselves with one hand, and the broadsword in the other hand was deeply inserted into the ground, but the pairs of shining eyes behind the visors were like hunters staring at their prey, shining with a brighter light than that of the werewolves of other clans.

(End of this chapter)