Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1787: 1002: Unspeakable Favor, Ninth Son of the Radiant Sun
Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
They rampaged with savagery through one area after the next.
Not every exotic beast in the Heavenly Horse Stellar System met its end at their hands; instead, it seemed they toyed with the survivors, unleashing the darkness festering within their souls.
This held true even in a full massacre, as the waves of resentment, fury, and other dark feelings poured rewards into the Sea of Star Sand.
The Phantom Army's initial barriers stood firm, tough to breach under normal circumstances.
Yet the Heavenly Horse Stellar System faced eight Extinction Arrows right from the outset, along with more than thirty foil-level lethal weapons, which demolished the protections Charm Fox had hastily erected.
One must remember that its enormous Phantom Army, beyond the billions of seasoned warriors, had ballooned wildly in that brief period.
Loyalty to fight to the last breath alongside Charm Fox was absent among them.
Thus, when this devastating assault unfolded before their eyes, the whole encampment plunged into utter disarray.
Despite the fierce roars from Charm Fox, Shadow of Plague, American Murderous Scorpion, Musk Ox King, and the other powerhouses hauled from Earth, resistance proved futile.
After centuries of grueling clashes, the defensive front finally crumbled.
The Musk Ox King, at the pinnacle of Heavenly Venerate, got torn apart by a handful of Star Sky bandits from the Sea of Star Sand and devoured straight into their guts.
The Blue-eyed Fox, who had joined Charm Fox's ranks and belonged to the Fox Tribe's elite bloodline, also met its doom in this place.
Charm Fox and Shadow of Plague, though fiercely valiant, faced repeated blows and subjugation in coordinated strikes, leading to their capture.
The full might of the Phantom Army and the local creatures of the Heavenly Horse Stellar System descended into a hellish ordeal of torment and massacre.
For the Sea of Star Sand never chased mere riches; it craved the storm of negative sentiments, the blaze of wickedness, and endless bloodshed.
Certain races stand apart; beyond wealth, they demand particular elements in abundance.
The Heavenly Clan draws in the Power of Heaven and Earth Will from countless worlds, or they refine it via the Power of Starry Sky Will.
The Shadow Clan thrives on the hidden darkness beneath illumination; as shadows, they emerge from light but forge obscurity!
The War Clan feeds on surging combat fervor, existing to wage war and perish in its fury!
And the Sea of Star Sand wields the mightiest dominion, the force that reigns over the Sea of Star Sand itself.
That power goes by the name of “Sinners”.
Sinners!
Across the boundless heavens and endless stars, be it the Blazing Nebula or vast nebulae and star clusters elsewhere, such peculiar entities always lurk.
Cast aside by the Starry Sky Will, they carry the eternal brand of sinful captives, rendering any progress on their paths agonizingly slow, enduring trials multiplied several or even dozens of times beyond ordinary beings.
Yet these sinners scorn the heavens, defy the earth, and spurn all rulers, carving out an alternate route.
They harness sin, carnage, bitterness, rage, and the like—negative forces—to fuel their growth, surging their combat prowess and cultivation at breakneck speed.
However, the weight of their accumulated atrocities and crimes swells to immense proportions.
Should one fall, the slayer reaps a torrent of Star Sky Will Fortune, Dao Rhythm, and other bounties!
In the Sea of Star Sand, Blood Stones, Star Stones, and Luck Stones pale as the ultimate currency; sins, killings, and all manner of dark emotions hold that throne!
Within such a sprawling Life Star System, they eagerly harvested the torrent of negative feelings from these beings.
“Hehehe! This sleek white horse appears quite fine, carrying noble lineage, but alas, after the Phantom Army's assault left you weakened, you're now mere livestock in our clutches—kneel and feed!”
A figure cloaked in black robes, radiating bone-chilling terror, its gaze flickering with icy malice.
Strapped to its back hung a massive longbow, trails of dimensional intent swirling behind it.
This creature had unleashed the initial eight Extinction Arrows, crumbling the outer shields of the Heavenly Horse Stellar System.
A closer look reveals eleven pairs of ebony wings tucked away.
This robed humanoid form ranks third in battle might within the Sea of Star Sand—the Fallen Angel!
Like the Lord of the Radiant Sun, he views the Angel Race's rigid principles as naively tragic, prompting his betrayal of the Angel Tribe.
Yet while the Lord of the Radiant Sun clung to regal ideals, he embraced total corruption, his once-pure Angel Blood twisting into tainted Fallen Blood!
His power remains undeniably formidable.
“Hahaha, you pathetic worms, you seized my father’s Radiant Sun Star System, yet now it rests in my grasp, doesn't it? I'll toy with you slowly, piece by piece, sparing just enough life for you to witness the downfall of the once-unrivaled Wolf Lord!”
Standing next to this black-robed humanoid was an eight-winged golden figure, howling like a vengeful spirit as it tormented the veteran exotic beasts of the Phantom Army.
These beasts formed the core of the Mobile Faction.
The mightiest of them, the American Murderous Scorpion, endured excruciating agony, but even in its frail state, it hawked a glob of bloodied spit at the deranged humanoid before it, stripped of any trace of its father's majestic vision and drive.
No need for Spiritual Will to convey disdain; such a defiant gesture roared louder than any mental projection!
This wildly unhinged, fiend-possessed Ninth Son of Radiant Sun yearned to rival the Wolf Lord and behold his ruin—how could he even measure up?
The American Murderous Scorpion, who marched with the Wolf Lord through conquests well before Earth's unity, had beheld endless triumphs of the Wolf Lord's splendor!
Provided he avoids a fatal end under torture, survival awaits until the Wolf Lord's arrival.
He'll bear witness to the Wolf Lord annihilating these Sea of Star Sand minions entirely!
Naturally, the American Murderous Scorpion's defiance provoked the fiercest torments from the Ninth Son of Radiant Sun.
Still, he bit back any outcry, bearing the pain with stoic resolve.
“Hahaha, Little Nine, these fools show some backbone, but that's all there is to it. Shall I step in? I'll ensure they grasp the torment of craving life yet denied, begging death yet evaded. And since you've hailed me as your forebear, fate decrees you'll reclaim your Home Planet, claim your father's seat, and revive the Radiant Sun Tribe's epic dreams!”
The Fallen Black Angel cast a look at the raging Ninth Son of Radiant Sun, sending forth this reassuring Spiritual Will.
Long ago, when the Ninth Son of Radiant Sun and his followers wandered the void, the Fallen Black Angel spotted them and dragged them into the Sea of Star Sand.
His initial aim was to degrade those sharing his heritage.
After all, nothing boosts that intoxicating sense of dominance like debasing one's own kin, trampling their pride.
Particularly within the Angel Clan, a colossal Star Sky Great Clan!
Only upon their arrival did he uncover a true heir from the Radiant Sun Stellar System among them!
Thus, both the Fallen Black Angel and the Star Sand Master cherished them like prizes.
For the legacy of an ancient overlord who ruled a system across endless Eras doesn't fade swiftly.
Furthermore, covert intel from their shadowy partners revealed that beneath the Wolf Pack Civilization's flag lurked two armies, comprising half the Radiant Sun Tribe's survivors!
At times, the worth of such a rightful heir rivals the might of trillions or even tens of trillions in forces!
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