Meanwhile.
As Zhang Wei observed the terrifying creature, the battle inside the restaurant continued.
At this moment.
The priest holding the silver dagger had a stern expression, his gaze never leaving the werewolf. He knew very well that with creatures like werewolves, any distraction would allow them to seize an opportunity and use their terrifying physical strength to tear him apart.
Therefore, the dagger priest dared not slacken even a bit. Even though he was battling the werewolf and had expended a lot of energy, he was so tired he could barely keep his eyes open, yet he dared not close them.
It was at this time.
The priest behind him, holding a Bible, spoke:
"Fly, I'll help you restrain the werewolf's movements a bit more. Its strength is too great, we can't kill it, we can only try to delay until other priests arrive."
As he spoke.
The Bible in his hand flipped open without any wind. As he recited the words from the Bible, the werewolf seemed to sense something and roared, charging towards the other priest.
Unfortunately, the dagger priest had been watching the werewolf closely. The moment it moved, the dagger priest rushed forward, blocking its path.
"Roar!! Get lost!!"
The werewolf roared, its clawed paw covered in fur swiping out. Although its arm was pierced by the dagger, it still sent the dagger priest flying.
Boom!
The dagger priest felt as if he had been hit by a Harley-Davidson motorcycle. Blood spurted from his mouth, and he was sent flying several meters back, crashing heavily onto a dining table. The solid wood table shattered under the immense impact, and he fell to the ground, groaning in pain.
The priest holding the Bible's expression changed:
"Fly!"
He wanted to go to his aid, but before he could make a move, his pupils suddenly contracted.
He saw that after swatting the dagger priest away, the werewolf ignored its pierced arm, let out a wolf howl, opened its gaping maw, and charged directly at the Bible priest. Its fangs were menacing, and a foul stench like saliva spewed towards the Bible priest.
Seeing this.
The Bible priest could no longer care about his teammate. He was barely able to save himself. He quickly drew a dagger from his person and met the werewolf head-on.
As a member of the church, who had dealt with terrifying monsters for a long time, he knew that escaping now was too late. With the werewolf's strength, it would definitely catch up to him. He could only fight back with all his might.
However.
Despite fighting back head-on.
The Bible priest was inwardly cursing. Even as a clergyman, he let out a curse:
"Fuck, which idiot tested this werewolf's strength as not strong? This is clearly not a hybrid werewolf, it has already advanced to a pure-blood."
Not long ago.
He and the dagger priest had received a mission stating that a hybrid werewolf was suspected in the surrounding area, and one person had already been bitten to death. They were ordered to quickly dispatch priests responsible for the Hawaii region to capture the werewolf.
The Bible priest and his companion were the first to arrive, searching from this street, thinking of quickly capturing the werewolf and increasing their strength.
Perhaps God was moved by their determination to improve their strength. Their hard work paid off, and they found the werewolf in this restaurant on this street and began to capture it. But who knew the outcome... this werewolf was not a hybrid at all.
After transforming into a werewolf, its strength was too immense. After only a short exchange, the dagger priest was severely injured, and they were no match for it.
Among Western monsters, they categorized monster strength from highest to lowest as hybrid, pure-blood, and king, corresponding to Da Xia's fierce ghosts, red-clothed fierce ghosts, and ghost kings.
In other words.
The werewolf before them was at the level of a red-clothed fierce ghost, and not an ordinary one at that.
The two priests, who had just advanced to the red-clothed fierce ghost level, were no match for it.
Because of this.
The Bible priest felt despair. After the werewolf revealed its strength upon transforming, he had immediately sent a distress signal to the church stationed in Hawaii. They would take some time to arrive, and he couldn't hold on until then.
The same was true for the other severely injured dagger priest. He struggled to get up to help the Bible priest, knowing that if he didn't get up now, he wouldn't be able to later and would have to be buried here and go to meet the Lord.
At the same time.
Seeing the Bible priest draw his dagger, the werewolf's wolf eyes narrowed. It dodged the Bible priest's counter-attack and leaped backward, easily evading its strike.
Immediately after.
It did not continue its attack but reached out to grasp the silver dagger stuck in its arm.
It could be seen.
The moment its wolf claws gripped the dagger, there were continuous sizzling sounds, as if the silver dagger were sulfuric acid, corroding its hand upon contact and emitting thick white smoke, corroding its wolf hand. Looking closely, the wound in its pierced arm was also smoking and sizzling, its flesh being corroded.
Silver items had a great destructive power against these Western monsters.
However, the werewolf ignored the pain, grabbed it, pulled out the dagger, and casually threw it on the ground. Its wolf eyes stared directly at the Bible priest, and it spoke in a very deep and suppressed human voice:
"Without someone to help you restrain me, you can't recite the Bible. Do you think you can still hold me back?"
Its voice was similar to the voices often heard in monster movies, rough and deep, causing a sense of dread.
Before it finished speaking.
It did not give the Bible priest a chance to react. Without a word, it intended to quickly kill the two priests here, drink their blood to increase its strength, and then leave.
In response.
The Bible priest tightly gripped his dagger, looking at the charging werewolf, ready for a life-or-death struggle.
However, the next second.
The charging werewolf suddenly stopped. As if sensing some danger, its fur bristled, and it looked towards the entrance of the restaurant. Its strange action was noticed by both priests, who also looked in that direction.
As they turned their heads.
At the same time.
A voice came from the entrance of the restaurant:
"Oh dear, Jackie Chan, oh, sorry, I'm used to it, it's Zhang Wei. Zhang Wei, you were right, there really is a werewolf here. Huh, and priests too? Holding daggers? Silver items?"
"Right, it's your turn to shine, Old Man."
The voice rang out.
Everyone, including the werewolf, was stunned for a moment.
Not priests?
An old man? A young man? Grandfather and grandson?
Two figures walked in from the entrance of the restaurant. One was Zhang Wei, and the other was a thin old man wearing a white shirt and a yellow vest, with small round-rimmed glasses.
Upon seeing the werewolf, the old man pushed up his glasses in surprise but showed no fear. Not only him, but the other young man was the same. Neither of them showed any fear because of the werewolf in the restaurant.
This scene.
Startled both priests. They were surprised how those two got in. With the blessing of the Bible pages, no one other than priests should have been able to enter without their permission.
Also...
Why were they not afraid at all? Instead, why did they seem so confident?
At this moment.
Upon noticing the daggers in the priests' hands, the two spoke again:
"It seems the saying that silver items can deal with Western monsters is correct."
Zhang Wei said.
As a result, the old man beside him, with his index and middle fingers together, habitually tapped Zhang Wei's head, then reacted and said,
"Oh dear... I forgot again. I habitually tapped Jackie Chan's head, mistaking you for Jackie Chan. Let's get to the point. Silver items can indeed cause damage to Western monsters, but unless you stab them in a vital spot, they won't cause fatal injuries."
"Therefore, to deal with monsters, just using daggers is not enough. You have to use magic to fight magic."