After the transformation, Marius didn't lose his mind. Instead, he roared, "What do you want to do to me?"
"What do I want to do? Hehe. "
Not only could Marius communicate normally after the transformation, but his appearance was also very different from an ordinary werewolf.
William couldn't help but look at him curiously.
When an ordinary werewolf transformed, their entire head was a wolf's head. Although Marius had gray hair all over his body, his face still retained human features.
He thought that if all werewolves could maintain their normal thinking after the transformation, there would definitely be many who would be willing to be bitten by Marius in order to become stronger.
Thinking of this, William wasn't interested. Instead, he immediately decided that he couldn't keep Marius, this mutant, alive.
He squinted his eyes and said, "You'll know in a few hours."
"Pa!" He snapped his fingers.
The metal rings around Marius' limbs and neck extended out needles and pierced into his skin.
An unknown substance flowed through his blood vessels into his heart. In a few seconds, Marius, who still had reason after the transformation, had bloodshot eyes.
The furry but clear facial features on his face could no longer maintain a normal human face. He began to transform into a wolf's head.
"Awoo!"
A low, loud, and violent wolf howl was heard. Marius, who had completely transformed, quickly lost his mind.
When he saw William outside the cage, he revealed fangs and saliva at the corner of his mouth. He growled and slammed into the iron cage.
"Bang!"
There was a loud noise. The iron bars of the cage were fine, but the entire cage was moved a few centimeters from the impact.
William, who had experimented to make Marius go crazy and get what he wanted, whispered to Sunday.
"Let's see if we can control him."
"Yes, sir."
A burst of electricity emerged from Marius' limbs, neck, and chest.
Marius, who was still slamming into the cage crazily, immediately trembled. Then, his hair smoked, and he roared in pain as he lay motionless on the ground.
Looking at William's expression, after being electrocuted dozens of times in a row, his bloodthirst, ferocity, and desire for flesh and blood had turned into fear and submission.
Submission?
William did not believe that. Besides, even if Marius did surrender, he would still be killed.
William, who had no lack of subordinates, had no need to hire a werewolf as a fighter.
He had planned to use Marius to take revenge on the accomplices in the United States who had facilitated the werewolves' attack on the spaceship factory.
But seeing that Marius was still so intelligent after his transformation, William cautiously changed his mind.
"Tell the two ships operating in Europe to capture some live werewolves for me."
"Yes, sir."
After spending some time, they opened up a portal and delivered a lot of shackles. Two spaceships scattered and attacked a few camps.
Hundreds of unconscious werewolves passed through the portal and were dragged into Yellowstone Park's prison base by the combat robots.
Six hours later, the operation in Europe was about to end. The sun was about to rise and it was midnight in the US.
In a villa in Long Island, New York, the new C1A director, Robert, returned home in the middle of the night. Without waiting for his subordinates to help him, he opened the car door and quickly walked into the villa.
Although it was already midnight, the villa was still brightly lit. Robert's wife saw that her husband had returned.
She hurried forward and asked anxiously, "What happened? Why did you make us pack so late?"
"Let's not talk about that first." Panic flashed in Robert's eyes. He looked into the living room, but didn't see his two children.
His expression changed drastically, and he asked angrily, "Where are the children? Didn't I call them and tell them to come home immediately? "
"Jill blamed you for ruining her ball. She's sulking upstairs after she got home. Luke called ten minutes ago and said that he'd be home in fifteen minutes. He should be home soon."
Robert recalled the briefing he had received from Europe not long ago, and knew that William was about to take revenge.
Robert thought for a few seconds before he decided. "Go get Jill. I'll call Luke and have him wait for us at the Channel Bridge."
"What?"
Seeing his wife hesitate, Robert, who knew how difficult it was to deal with the spoiled Jill, turned around and said to the eight subordinates who were protecting him.
"Two of you go up and take Jill directly. If she doesn't cooperate, force her to come down. Everyone else, stay alert. We'll leave in a minute."
"Got it, boss."
The two subordinates had just gone up the stairs when they heard a violent scream.
"Ah!"
"Jill!"
Robert knew that it was his daughter's voice. He shouted anxiously at his subordinates.
"Go up and see what's going on."
Three of the six C1A elites who had been protecting Robert immediately followed the two who had gone upstairs.
The other three pulled Robert and his wife away from the door and hid behind the load-bearing wall to avoid being sniped.
Two of the men who had been holding the briefcase stood in front of Robert and his wife and opened it.
The briefcase unfolded and turned into a bulletproof shield. Judging from the logo, it was a product of Devonshire Bulletproof Products Company.
The last man shouted into the walkie-talkie on his wrist for backup.
After all, Long Island was a wealthy area. Not only were there many police stations, there were also a lot of police officers who were well-equipped.
After calling the police, it wouldn't take more than five minutes for them to arrive.
Also, there was actually a Long Island Police Department helicopter patrolling in the sky at that moment.
There was no problem with these people's response. In the middle of the night, they didn't know what was going on outside. It was safer to stay put and wait for backup than to rush into the bulletproof car.
But they only thought of their imaginary enemies as humans and guns.
"Bang, bang, bang."
Violent gunshots came from upstairs in the villa.
The captain of the bodyguards protecting Robert didn't have time to ask about the situation.
There was another series of violent, continuous gunshots. Judging from the sound, it was the three men who had gone up as backup. They were shooting fiercely with their Uzi submachine guns.
"Squeak, retreat, retreat."
Along with the gunshots, the panicked and terrified screams of their companions came from the walkie-talkie.
"Retreat, it's a large group of werewolves."
As soon as he said that, the crunching sound of bones being bitten came from the walkie-talkie.
Needless to say, the agent who had called for retreat was torn apart by the werewolves.
"Let's go."
The captain of the bodyguards didn't hesitate. He grabbed Robert's arm and dragged him away.
Unfortunately, as soon as they walked to the hallway in the living room, a golden halo appeared behind the door a few meters away from them.
Then a dozen werewolves on all fours with their mouths full of fangs saw them through the halo.
They rushed over without hesitation.
"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang."
For a moment, two pistols and one Uzi submachine gun were shooting fiercely in the direction of the halo.
Unfortunately, the pistols and Uzi submachine gun's firepower didn't last very long.
After killing four or five werewolves, the remaining werewolves only needed one or two seconds to cover the distance of a few meters.
"God."
Robert only had time to call out to God before the werewolf pounced on him. He could only watch helplessly as the wolf bit his neck.
Within a few seconds, the sharp pain and blood loss made him lose consciousness. Everything returned to silence.
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