70 Tortured to death

**Elizabeth's POV**

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Others had directly turned into the form of wolves and rubbed their backs against the tree trunks frantically. Their fur had been rubbed off. The backs were bare. But they continued rubbing.

"I can't stand it! It's too itchy!"

When they saw me, they jumped up as if they had seen hope and stretched out their blood-covered hands toward me for help.

"Help me, Luna, help me! You can heal poison wolf bites, you must also be able to easily help us relieve this damn itch, right?"

More and more werewolves began to approach me and begged for help, "Luna, help me! Help...