Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1802: 1009: Blood Battle in the Starry Sky, Radiant Sun's Military Soul

Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
Various powers observe from the shadows as the Sea of Star Sand unleashes its assault on the Wolf Pack Civilization's vanguard in the Wangshu Edge Zone. Jin Tian Hou leads over sixty billion attackers in a surprise strike on the planet guarded by Emperor Hao Ri’s daughter and the Godspeed Golden Eagle, wielding the Phantom Army's remnants as shields to seize an early advantage. The Wolf Pack's elite forces counter fiercely from the Star Sky Mother Ship and planetary defenses, with the Godspeed Golden Eagle charging alongside his Slaughter Heaven Guards and the Emperor Hao Ri’s daughter commanding her lineage in the escalating bloodshed.

A clash of six hundred billion against over ten billion might seem like just a minor clash amid the endless cosmos.

Yet this minor clash has stirred the attention of powerful factions within a hundred light-years, all keen to discover the winner this round.

Amid the fierce carnage, the Undying Cockroach Army Group got a hidden order from the Silicon Stone Man King, causing one segment of the Undying Cockroach Army Group to surge wildly toward this location!

Still, despite the Undying Cockroach Army Group's desperate rush, reaching here will inevitably require months.

Meanwhile, the other forces from the Wolf Pack Civilization face years of travel to arrive.

Thus, everything hinges on the Wolf Group Vanguard Army standing firm.

The fight for supremacy represents the greatest draw in the Dark Starry Sky, though these fights invariably demand endless minor losses.

Merely the lesser figures from the Sea of Star Sand chase after gains and fresh kills,

while every strange creature in the Wolf Pack Civilization fights fueled by strength, loyalty, clan bonds, plus rewards and supplies.

That's why they endure even when outmatched.

Especially as the Hao Ri Clan's Emperor’s daughter bellowed across the star void, the twelve wings of the Holy Angel unfurled behind her, igniting and rousing her Holy Angel bloodline to its fullest.

Deep in the Angel Race's core burns the drive to smite wickedness, champion virtue, and champion righteousness,

save for the Fallen Angels; any other angel lineage, even separated from their origins, always embodies pure goodness.

Just like the Lord of the Radiant Sun!

Had the Lord of the Radiant Sun acted like the Jupiter Empress, betraying allies in the ultimate conflict, it would have drawn the mighty might of the Red Sun Empire, Bright Day System, and various great families!

“Kill! You bunch of opportunists, besides looting, attacking, and harvesting weak clans, what else can you do? Just a pack of bloodsucking parasites!”

Right then, the Hao Ri Clan's Emperor’s daughter lost all restraint, pushing her supreme skills to their utmost limits.

The Radiant Sun Heaven Eye instantly skewered the head of a minor faction's chief right before her, followed by her golden holy jade hand crushing another's skull.

However, deadly strikes from the other four Peak of Eighth Heaven experts soon struck!

Boom!

The mighty frame of the twelve-winged Holy Angel endured savage pounding until chunks of flesh tore free, leaving the once pristine, regal Princess soaked in gore.

Nevertheless, she clenched her jaw, defiantly crushed the two minor faction chiefs she'd clashed with, and fully unleashed her Radiant Sun Heaven Eye to wipe them out first!

“Ah!!! What are you four doing? Kill her quickly! We’ve been stuck at the threshold of Peak of Eighth Heaven for far too long, in terms of foundation we surpass her greatly!”

A minor faction chief screamed in dread via spiritual will.

But he failed to grasp that if a Holy Angel's frame could be equaled through mere foundation, why exist top Star Sky Geniuses at all?

Though these six minor faction chiefs had reached Peak of Eighth Heaven, deemed unbeatable at their realm and capable of scarcely facing Nine Heavens powerhouses, they couldn't rival the freakish build at equal rank!

This marked the Hao Ri Princess's initial plunge into such savage combat, short on battle savvy and without the Lord of the Radiant Sun Holy Angel's passed-down Life-taking Art; otherwise, she'd dispatch them in ten breaths flat!

Even then, the Hao Ri Princess ignited the true battle fervor of a Holy Angel, with holy radiance flooding the cosmos.

Her twelve wings flared wide, hurling the other four minor faction chiefs aside,

But swiftly erasing two Peak of Eighth Heaven experts proved incredibly tough for a Hao Ri Princess bereft of legacy, who had advanced solely through personal insight across just ten thousand years.

After repeated assaults on them, her power waned sharply, allowing the surviving four minor faction chiefs to strike back.

In a flash, the Hao Ri Princess spilled blood anew through the stars, baring bone in numerous spots, yet her Holy Angel's Heaven and Earth Dharma Aspect held firm, her form still towering defiantly in the void.

This body rules over realms.

Even under endless ambushes from equals, its core stays unyielding.

“Kill! All Flame Angels battle fiercely! To defend our name, and also to defend the name of my grandfather! Even if we, the Hao Ri Clan, are defeated, we’re from a Righteous Clan, standing diametrically opposed to evil!”

The Hao Ri Princess lunged once more, ripping those two notably feeble minor faction chiefs into the Origin Space, then battering the leftover four aside.

Seeing the Hao Ri Princess's unstoppable might, none dared belittle her inexperience now; instead, they willed their senses to call followers, uniting to assault the Hao Ri Princess.

And this eased the pressure on the Flame Angels, particularly as they beheld the Hao Ri Princess's bloody struggle; those who had accepted doom, forever feeling lesser in the Wolf Pack Civilization, began stirring with buried pride!

“Kill! The Princess is right! The Lord of the Radiant Sun is a kingly majestic ruler, the Emperor’s Son is a valiant hero on the final path, even the Princess can howl proudly in the starry sky, we must defend our name! We stand in absolute opposition to evil!”

Certain Hao Ri Clan War Generals bellowed amid the foes' blood.

“Hahaha! Fine! Even I shall gamble everything, and go crazy once more! With this battle, let those arrogant soldiers of the Wolf Pack Civilization see whether they can achieve such results under these circumstances! Even if we die, we will drag these Sky Star Evil Demons down with us!”

Veteran Hao Ri Clan troops, eyeing the Hao Ri Princess, recalled the era trailing the Hao Ri Emperor and Emperor Hao Ri.

With crystalline tears brimming, he reignited a battle fervor long asleep for over ten thousand years, and the Hao Ri Clan's main force surged forward undaunted by death.

Such a sight, relayed via Mirror Crystal, reached the Wolf Pack Civilization's Central Army Camp and the Blazing Angel Army Group led by the Golden Jade Demon Deer.

Su Lin observed this desperate fray without a flicker of feeling or urge to act.

For he had dispatched the Hao Ri Princess and Flame Angels ahead exactly for this purpose.

This cherished Hao Ri Clan offspring truly met his hopes.

Besides, Su Lin's moment to join hadn't arrived. Stepping in now would signal that his Wolf Pack Civilization, unleashing its full strength, couldn't overcome a disjointed Star Sky Strong Demon Power lacking unity or clan loyalty?

Facing Meng Hu directly, Su Lin regarded the Meng Hu like a lifeless husk, cold and detached.

A crushing wave of peril instantly wrapped the Invincible Fierce Tiger's whole form, forcing the tiger's faint breaths to deepen sharply, as if in that instant he lay like helpless prey on the White Wolf’s block, nearly shattering Meng Hu’s resolve; the Invincible Fierce Tiger couldn’t fathom why the White Wolf spared him instead of ending it, opting to haul him from the ice to the Land of Adventure, this dread of the unforeseen flooded Meng Hu’s core, yet in his battered condition, resistance proved impossible, even inner turmoil meant nothing in the White Wolf’s domain, the Land of Adventure.

Su Lin appraised the Meng Hu before him, akin to a supreme lord eyeing a captured thrall, gaze brimming with contempt.

“Aw–” Su Lin uttered a soft howl to the adjacent Wolf Clan, directing them to haul off this barely alive Siberia Tiger and secure it tightly.

The close Wolf Clan sprang into action, with a few uniting to pull Meng Hu along, his injuries scraping the earth, crimson seeping fresh from the festering sores, a slender red streak trailing endlessly from beneath Su Lin’s paws beyond the cavern.

Su Lin stared at that blood trail, his face calm as a bottomless pond.

Regarding the remaining Variant Species Flesh, Su Lin planned merit-driven allocation next, the ritual every Wolf Clan member craved, since for them, sustenance trumped all.

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