Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1826 - 1021: Coup at the Wolf Pack Headquarters! (Part 2)

Those veteran commanders from the old Radiant Sun army, despite their deep frustration and sense of emptiness, command around tens of billions of troops, all part of the formidable Blazing Angel units that demand serious respect.

"Excellent! With things standing like this! Do you all pledge your loyalty to my Hao Ri Royal Family as well? I promise you, once I claim the Sky Wolf System, you will rise to genuine War King Level authorities in my Radiant Sun Tribe, and the Will of Heaven and Earth on the Radiant Sun Star carries safeguards set by my father, ensuring it won't turn against me. So, if you stand by me to capture the Radiant Sun Star, I'll gain the power to challenge the Wolf Pack Civilization!"

At last, the Ninth Prince of Radiant Sun unveiled his hidden ace!

Truth be told, he himself had no prior knowledge of the limitations his father imposed on the Radiant Sun Star's Will of Heaven and Earth.

Yet with such a safeguard in place, it acts just like a built-in shield of defense!

After all, the Radiant Sun Star has now trailed after the Sky Wolf System into Level 5 Middle Stage!

Its Will of Heaven and Earth boasts power rivaling a half-step Taboo, surpassing even a fresh entrant into half-step Taboo!

In the present circumstances, absent that domineering figure, who could possibly threaten him while shielded by the Radiant Sun Star's Will of Heaven and Earth?

It's exactly the Ninth Prince of Radiant Sun's unyielding spiritual will, combined with the subtle mention of outside support, that convinced even the top figures in the Wolf Pack—who preferred keeping their identities secret—to commit fully: "Alright! I'll lead the way in swearing fealty; count me in with the Ninth Prince this time!"

One among them, having attained Heavenly Venerate rank, shed his Stealth Talent entirely, showing his real appearance, and stepped completely into the formation arranged by the Ninth Prince of Radiant Sun.

Even in this direct exchange, caution lingered on both sides, each fearing a potential double-cross!

The newly revealed individual proved to be a Commander from the Flying Bird Tribe!

The Ninth Prince of Radiant Sun himself felt stunned at the sight of his actual identity.

For he never imagined the spies within the Sea of Star Sand could sway a figure of such prominence in the Wolf Pack Civilization!

It was none other than the Second Generation Fierce Falcon, a Title Level War General!

The Second Generation Fierce Falcon earned this honor from the Wolf Lord himself,

He stands as a veteran among the Wolf Pack Civilization's elders, and without witnessing it personally, the Ninth Prince of Radiant Sun would dismiss such a notion as impossible!

"Ninth Prince, I once battled fiercely alongside Wang the Tern and your elder brother; I hope that doesn't bother you. If you place your trust in me, I'll hold back the Flying Bird Faction from quelling the uprising, but I seek a promise that our Flying Bird Faction can reclaim its past splendor! What's this Star War Army Group? What's this Direct Lineage Second Division? In days gone by, our Flying Bird Tribe reigned as the mightiest!"

The Second Generation Fierce Falcon's spiritual will burned with determination and intensity!

His status as a Title Level War General utterly overshadowed every veteran commander from the former Radiant Sun army in attendance!

This gathering unfolded in utmost secrecy!

Had it occurred in the open, those Radiant Sun army veterans would need to bow and pay respects to the Second Generation Fierce Falcon!

After all, the gap in authority between a Title Level War General and a standard War General looms vast and unbridgeable!

Judging by his prowess, the Second Generation Fierce Falcon has advanced to Mid-stage Heavenly Venerate.

By all accounts, he seemed the least inclined toward mutiny.

After all, his sacrifices of blood and effort for the Wolf Pack Civilization run profoundly deep!

The Second Generation Fierce Falcon has weathered endless storms of change and brushes with death, from the Wolf Pack Civilization's ascent to its current stature!

Yet now he treads a road without turning back.

All because the Flying Bird Tribe, within the Wolf Pack Civilization, endured a rise from frailty to peak, only to plummet into today's decay!

Today, the Flying Bird Tribe serves merely as a defensive unit posted at the central base!

What does serving as a defensive unit entail?

Put politely, it's the elite core, but everyone knows it's simply a faction too worn out for frontline combat, clinging to headquarters through regional perks?

The Second Generation Fierce Falcon has urged Wang the Tern repeatedly to vie against the Wolf Lord!

But Wang the Tern, spanning from Earth's origins to the Sky Wolf System era, has shed his former drive.

One must admit, this boundless cosmos teems with youthful prodigies and heroic figures!

Against them, these Earth-born races pale in significance.

The Flying Bird Tribe even sees its promising members reassigned to various army groups, diluting their influence.

Once their forces hit Ancestor Level across the board, the Flying Bird Tribe's sky dominance loses its edge, making fragmentation inevitable.

But to the Fierce Falcon, none of this feels right.

After pouring so much into the Wolf Pack Civilization, the Flying Bird Tribe deserves better than discard like obsolete gear.

What's more, he witnessed icons like the Poisonous Dove and Gale Demon Eagle fall in combat one by one, nearly dooming the Flying Bird Tribe to oblivion.

Why must a diminished Flying Bird Tribe face abandonment like discarded rags?

Add in the lures from Sea of Star Sand infiltrators, plus the Serpent Emperor's open scorn for the Flying Bird Tribe's plight!

These factors drove the Second Generation Fierce Falcon to resolve on rebellion!

If Wang the Tern refuses to act, then he will!

Besides, the Second Generation Fierce Falcon feels the Wolf Lord owed the Flying Bird Tribe at least a planet, or a Small Constant Star at minimum!

Yet the Second Generation Fierce Falcon remained unaware that granting a battered Flying Bird Tribe a Small Constant Star now!

Would spark demands from other major army groups, equally bloodied and thriving for the Wolf Pack Civilization, all craving their own domains?

The mighty ascend, the average descend!

That's the unbreakable law!

The Flying Bird Tribe teetered on extinction, but in the inaugural super Star War, which tribe escaped near annihilation?

Frailty...is frailty, beyond dispute!

For the Wolf Pack Civilization to press onward, choices favoring the strong's rise over the weak's fall prove essential!

Such choices ensure many former luminaries, now eclipsed by time, fade into inevitable obscurity.

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Positioned before Meng Hu, Su Lin regarded him like a soulless corpse, his stare icy and devoid of any sentiment.

A suffocating wave of peril swiftly engulfed the Invincible Fierce Tiger's frame, forcing the barely breathing Meng Hu to inhale sharply, sensing himself as helpless prey laid out for the White Wolf's blade. This dread nearly shattered Meng Hu's resolve; the Invincible Fierce Tiger couldn't fathom why the White Wolf spared his life, hauling him from the frozen wastes to the Land of Adventure. Terror of the uncertain flooded Meng Hu's core, but in his frail condition, resistance lay beyond reach, and even amid inner turmoil, within the White Wolf's domain at the Land of Adventure, resistance meant nothing.

Su Lin examined the Meng Hu in front of him, akin to an owner appraising a captured servant, his expression detached.

"Howl—" With a soft howl directed at the nearby Wolf Clan, Su Lin instructed them to remove the dying Siberia Tiger and watch over him carefully.

The surrounding Wolf Clan responded swiftly, as a few Wolves hauled Meng Hu off, his injuries grinding against the terrain, reopening the rotting gashes and spilling fresh blood, leaving a thin crimson streak from Su Lin's position, trailing beyond the cavern without end.

Su Lin observed this blood trail, his eyes calm and unyielding like still depths in an timeless spring.

Regarding the remaining Variant Species Flesh, Su Lin planned to distribute rewards based on contributions shortly, a ritual the Wolves anticipated with the greatest fervor, since sustenance overshadowed all else for them.

A few Wolves eyed the nearby Variant Species Flesh with hungry anticipation, their gazes fierce and hunter-like, ready to surge forward and claim it at Su Lin's command.

Su Lin shifted his attention to two imposing silhouettes close by; Xiao Hui, sensing the Wolf King's commanding presence, stood tall without delay, while Little Lone Wolf consistently positioned himself aside with bowed head and deferential eyes, a display that pleased Su Lin immensely.

Even wielding substantial authority as Lead Wolf, Little Lone Wolf preserved deep respect in Su Lin's presence.