Chapter 1114 (1/2)

Rutherford was still busy, and Fanlin was wearing gloves and the medicine bottle carefully filled with some magic liquid from the coffin.

Even if Rutherford said it didn't make a difference, van Lin was reluctant to give it a try.

Obviously, there is a big difference between the constitution of vampires and human witches, even between witches. Naturally, Rutherford is OK, which does not mean that he and Hermione have no problems.

But after all the trouble was solved, the result was a surprise to everyone.

”This is the werewolf?” Fanlin asked uncertainly, but it was obvious that the head and palate were pointed, the face was long, the nose was protruding, and the sharp canine teeth were still exposed.

Originally, Fanlin thought that the corpse was wearing a helmet, but now it seems that it is not the case.

”It should be, but...” Rutherford touched the link between the head and neck of the werewolf. ”It doesn't look like it's enough to fit in, but it's not the same as the werewolves we know...”

”Incomplete evolution, or something else, has mutated?” Fanlin said uncertainly, combined with the pattern of the stone chamber, it seems that here is the body of a werewolf.

”But he has only the head of a wolf...” Rutherford said, looking at the rest of the body. ”The body looks like a human, although it may be slightly different in the skin.”

”But you don't think it's like...”

”The army of Anubis? Werewolves? ” Van Lin suddenly said

”But here it is?” Although it does look like anubis' legion of the dead, van Lim has seen a lot of literature, even in the pyramids of Ramses II.

The army of Anubis, they still retain the characteristics of werewolves in the body, and the link way of hand bones and leg bones is different from that of human beings. They are more like wolves.

Of course, this is not very reliable from the point of view of the Egyptian wolf head, but it is not very reliable from the point of view of anus.

”Here, there's something...” Rutherford fished in the coffin again, and then pulled up a black spear, ”weapons equipped before his life?”

”It should be.” Fanlin said, reaching out to take it over, but the spear was more heavy than expected, which was also in line with the body shape.

”So, is there such a tribe? The branch of the werewolf, and then, the magic? ” Fanlin is not sure, but there are always a lot of mysteries about the werewolf race, which has cut off its inheritance.

”I don't know.” Rutherford shook his head. ”Maybe it's magic.”

”Turn a half giant into a werewolf? Is it compatible with human characteristics? ” Fanlin hesitated for a moment, but now, with van Lin's cognition, we can only understand this degree.

”So why is he buried here?” Hermione said, ”it doesn't seem like it would be...”

”There were very few species in the old world, and even if they lived, they mostly came from the ocean. I don't think this is the race of the ocean.” Rutherford shook his head, which was obviously not enough to convince anyone.