The Power Of Mangenkyo Sharingan

"Yes, my lord," said the short werewolf respectfully.

Braun asked some other questions, and the short werewolf naturally knew everything. Braun also learned from the other party that only one of the two werewolves was still present. The other one had already gone to Fenrir's lair to submit the child, who had been transformed into a werewolf during this period, in exchange for Galleons.

"Are you sure about dealing with another werewolf?" Braun asked seriously, considering his options for leaving.

"I'm sorry, master; I'm the weakest of the three," replied the short werewolf, seeming to bow his head a little. He added, "If you wish to leave, I'm sure I can assist. I can take you away while the other party is asleep."

Braun didn't even consider the proposal and dismissed it. After reading the original body's memories, his hatred for the other party had already permeated deep into his bones. In any case, he wanted revenge.

Of course, his decision was not a snap judgment. Apart from the Mangekyo Sharingan he obtained from the system, he wasn't powerless to fight back.

"If we use this, how?" Braun took out an extremely small capsule from his hair with a cold expression. This was the legacy left by the original body. As an ancient pureblood, even from a small family, there were still some self-defense items. Originally, this was what the opponent was planning to use in a fight to the death, but he died before he could use it. Now, the other party's last wish could only be inherited by Braun.

"The venom of the giant Acromantulas! Just one gram of it is enough to kill an adult wizard!" explained the werewolf Cassatt.

Although Cassatt had been controlled by Braun at this moment, it was complete obedience at heart. There were still emotions, such as fear. Looking at the capsule in Braun's hand, which was only the size of a small fingernail, Cassatt couldn't help but tremble.

He subconsciously swallowed his saliva. "Certainly, when I am perfectly capable of killing the big guy with it!" Cassatt gritted his teeth and said.

Braun passed the capsule into his hand without any further discussion. "I'm waiting for your good news!"

Cassatt carefully held the capsule in the palm of his hand, showing respect. He then slowly exited the cell.

"Wait a minute! I'm going with you!" Braun said, concerned about entrusting all his hopes to others.

Cassatt agreed to Braun without any hesitation after being stunned for a moment. He was controlled by other forces, and at this moment, all his thoughts surrendered to Braun. Even if the other party told him to die on the spot, he probably wouldn't frown.

Naturally, they did not reject each other.

"However, Director, to avoid suspicion, I may have to treat you with violence later," Cassatt asked cautiously.

Braun also knew it was inevitable and agreed without the slightest hesitation. They followed each other and walked out carefully. According to the original body's memory, this was the first time he had come outside the dungeon.

It's just that the scene in front of him didn't bring him the slightest joy about regaining his freedom. Instead, his chest was filled with anger.

The blood had already turned black on the walls, bones were scattered in the corners, all kinds of clothes had been torn into pieces, and the skeletons were covered with tooth marks. It can be said that this place was like hell on earth.

No matter how advanced film skills are, it is difficult to capture even one-tenth of the horror in front of them. Through that hollow skull, Braun seemed to be able to hear the wailing of a child.

Cassatt naturally sensed the anger in Braun's heart. The trembling of the body seemed extraordinarily frightening.

"Cassatt! Come and cook for me! Huh? Why did you bring this idiot out?" It was the werewolf who didn't bite Braun just now who spoke.

At this moment, his mouth was full of blood, and his expression was that of someone devouring.

He looked a bit surprised after seeing Braun. "Good things must wait until the end to eat! Fool! Get out of here!" As he spoke, he pushed Braun hard.

This made Braun stagger and almost fall to the ground. "You'll get rabies after you eat it!" The strong man muttered a few words but finally said nothing. He turned around and nestled in another corner to sleep.

It didn't seem like Braun, a 'fool,' could pose any threat.

Braun followed Cassatt to the kitchen. It was called a kitchen, but there was only a simple cauldron and a few huge bone-cutting knives that were blackened by blood and smelled of rust. There was also a rough wooden bowl full of tooth marks. And the food...

Looking at the boy who died instead of him, Braun fell silent. The transformation of werewolves was inherently prone to failure, and not many Muggles could successfully transform. The result of their failure was to become food for these werewolves.

"Master, look..." Cassatt pointed cautiously at the boy's body. It seemed that the other party's corpse was going to be used for cooking.

Braun took a deep breath, but in the end, he still didn't stop the other party's actions. Just looking at the blood-splattered scene in front of him, he warned himself again from the bottom of his heart.

This world was no longer the peaceful and stable world of his previous life! If he wanted to live, he could only become stronger! Get tough! Toxic! From this moment on, he would never have any soft-hearted thoughts again.

Werewolf cooking was very crude. It didn't take long for a large pot of broth to be cooked. A large lump of salt mixed with weeds or feces was thrown into the cauldron by the other party.

The capsule that Braun had given Cassatt was carefully smeared on the wooden bowl in advance, processed to ensure lethality, and could cause huge damage whether it was ingested or applied to a wound.

To ensure the effect, Braun had Cassatt dispose of all but a small dagger he found in the kitchen into the wooden bowl.

"Time to eat!" Cassatt yelled. The strong man, who was still snoring like thunder, heard the call for food and immediately ran over.

Looking at the broth in the pot, he was looking forward to it. "Hurry up, I'm starving to death!" shouted the strong man.

Surprised to see Braun still alive, the strong man's mind was all on the food in the pot. Cassatt ignored him but filled a bowl and drank it himself.

The strong man couldn't bear it and rushed towards the cauldron, seemingly wanting to drink directly from the pot. Braun was worried; if the other party didn't use the bowl, wouldn't it mean that his plan had failed?

Thinking about it, he winked at Cassatt repeatedly. "Wait a minute!" Cassatt held down the other's hand that picked up the spoon.

"Do you want to eat alone?" The strong man bared his teeth and spoke fiercely. As a werewolf, his thinking had also been affected to a certain extent. Even though his body was human at this moment, his behavior still had the characteristics of a wolf.