Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1797: 1006: Remnant Phantom Legion, Mourning Prayer!
Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
They recognize those figures captured in the Trace Crystal as their fellow soldiers, their trusted partners in combat!
The Wolf Lord doesn't even need to give any cue. All present understand that this brutal slaughter isn't merely a suffering inflicted on the Phantom Army; it's a resounding insult hurled straight at the diverse beast legions of the Wolf Pack Civilization.
Before long,
The once eerily quiet air in the area swiftly shifted into the thick, restrained breaths coming from the assorted beast legions.
These breaths merged together, echoing like the growl of far-off thunder.
The initial excitement and zeal had fully transformed into fury and frenzy!
In particular, the War General and War King tier exotic beasts from the Fox Tribe, who share tight bonds with Charm Fox, Shadow of Plague, and the American Murderous Scorpion, saw their gazes fill with crimson rage.
Boom!
Just an instant afterward,
Trailing the majestic Star Sky Main Battle Banner positioned behind the Wolf Lord, an immense spiritual intent from the Wolf Lord swept over the entire Starry Sky Commanding Platform.
“Ten years back, I questioned the kings whether they could keep battling? Their response was yes! Today, amid the endless cosmos, a certain power has thrown down the gauntlet, a band of cosmic demons and outlaws. Thus, I pose the question once more: are you willing to clash?”
This spiritual intent triggered the already bottled-up howls from the beasts in the legions to burst forth explosively.
This moment effectively ignited the fresh recruits and recent additions to the Wolf Civilization Army.
Right now, they might not fully grasp the harshness of cosmic conflicts, nor harbor the savage slaughter drive and brutality of the seasoned troops!
Yet at the very least, they now comprehend the essence of grudge and killing urge!
The Sea of Star Sand has the audacity to taunt the Wolf Pack Civilization, convinced that following over ten thousand years of cohesion, the Wolf civilization's forces amount to little more than a fragile novice outfit!
However, that's no issue. A novice force tempered by a handful of skirmishes will inevitably evolve into a reliable genuine army!
On top of that, veteran warriors from the Wolf Pack Civilization endure, having survived endless gory tempests!
If the Sea of Star Sand insists on playing rough, Su Lin is ready to match their intensity!
What's the harm in employing his Star Nebula Great Clan as a proving ground for his troops?
Or resorting to savage tactics to cow the foe?
Excellent!
Then we'll discover whose ferocity prevails!
Regarding withdrawal? Ever since the Wolf Lord came back to Earth, reigniting the fire in the Wolf Pack Army, the entire Wolf Pack Civilization, from leaders to ranks, has forgotten the notion of pulling back, or feigning submission!
Even the fresh wolf units absorb this creed: counter slaughter with slaughter, curb brutality with brute force!
For in all of history, what has ever halted foes from their rampages and killings isn't backing away, isn't yielding ground at the right moment, and isn't faking alliance. Rather, it's inflicting upon the enemy profound, burning agony through raw force and bloodshed!
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In the regions traversed by the White Wolf Pack, the Predators could only release a slow breath once the imposing silhouette of the White Wolf faded completely from view.
Su Lin observed with satisfaction the rapid, disciplined actions of the Wolf Pack ahead of him. This stood as the finest unit in his service, destined to be his strongest support in upcoming fights. Only as his Wolf Pack advances to greater prowess can he confront adversaries without a shred of doubt,
Wolves, in the end, thrive in packs, and he had no intention of going solo.
Afterward, Su Lin parted his jaws, unleashing a prolonged howl aimed at the far-off northern horizon, directing the Wolf Clan to depart the frozen wastes and head back together to the Land of Adventure, safeguarding their catch from any Hunter ambushes en route.
The Wolf Clan acknowledged the command with resounding replies, then surged forward as one along their return route, apparently pouring every ounce of effort into displaying their remarkable velocity and power to the Wolf King.
Gazing upon this invigorated Wolf Pack, Su Lin's determination solidified to guide them toward supremacy in the Arctic. Amid the Ice Age, with every creature evolving, the only path to endurance lies in gaining might; failure means ending up as fodder for the mighty, an outcome Su Lin vows to prevent at all costs!
Su Lin noted how the two Beta Wolves trailing Little Lone Wolf bore the leftover meat from the Invincible Fierce Tiger; their gait had lost its former lively bounce, and he realized this served as Little Lone Wolf’s challenge for them. As key members in the group, Beta Wolves ought to exhibit authority and momentum; hence, Su Lin remained silent.
Little Lone Wolf approached Su Lin, emitting a soft “awoo,” which Su Lin grasped right away.