Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1837 - 1027: Radiant Sun Tribe, Complete Submission!
Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
The true fighting prowess of the Illusion God stays unknown to everyone, given his deep study of the inheritances and hidden arts from every clan!
His roots lie in the Heavenly Clan, a background that grants him unmatched prestige on its own!
Yet, he holds little affection for his mother's kin.
For the Heavenly Clan burdens him with endless regulations and that vague notion of sacred loyalty!
Simply due to his blood matching that of the Heavenly Destiny Chief, his role as a vessel was decided from the start!
Why?
Why must he give up his life to revive a long-dead elder?
All for a slim shot at bringing back someone already lost!
Every being deserves to forge its own destiny and select its own road, even if it ends in ruin, provided it's chosen freely.
A fate imposed by the clan is nothing more than a path dictated by outside powers!
Thus, while fellow clansmen may embrace such a scripted life gladly!
He refuses!
From a young age, the Illusion God endured forced body training, but he covertly absorbed vital forbidden methods from other lineages in the maternal clan's archive.
He turned his own form into a forge, mastering every doctrine!
Solely to demonstrate to all clans that he surpasses that expired patriarch of the Heavenly Destiny Clan!
Despite his incredible gifts, he couldn't defy the clan's iron laws!
In the end, he turned against the Heavenly Clan!
He even aided the Star Sand Master and those prisoners in fleeing the Heavenly Clan's dungeon, eager to witness if any can truly defy fate to the bitter end!
He first sought the Star Sand Master, but now his gaze turns to the famed Wolf Lord!
He delights in observing these defiant souls press on,
For their victory would signal that he, too, can shatter the fate laid out for him!
Provided that the "Unspeakable" Mr. Eight overcomes him!
After all, if he can't triumph over his own limits, how could he challenge destiny itself?
No soul grasps the Illusion God's desires, nor predicts his next move?
But the Illusion God understands clearly: he yearns to shatter the fate forced upon him!
The Star Sand Master toiled in this realm across countless ages, building a wicked network that drew mighty outlaw leaders from across the stellar voids, expanding to its current might—all to escape his own scripted end?
As a condemned outlaw, the Star Sand Master's forging of this sinful order is drenched in wrongdoing!
He seeks to ascend beyond his transgressions and confront the Heavenly Destiny Clan, the ones who casually crushed him and his band into oblivion, demanding the why and the cause?
No one truly embodies the ultimate outlaw fiend!
It's merely the harsh trials of various races that shove them down such unforgiving trails!
Yet a road with no retreat remains just that—once stepped upon, retreat is impossible!
The "Nightmare" embodies this truth!
The Star Sand Master follows the same grim pattern!
And the Illusion God... starts as a mere piece on the board of fate, denied any real choices!
All his present efforts amount to mere ripples in destiny's endless current.
When the moment of ultimate surrender arrives, he and his comrades will vanish in an instant's whim!
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"Hahaha! Not intense enough! Is this all you star space bandits have?"
Right now, a short distance away, deep within the cosmic expanse, the Hao Ri Princess finds herself utterly hemmed in.
Still, she bellows in wild fury, her bold and defiant spirit keeping the surviving five trillion veterans of the old Hao Ri lineage fearless and resolute, charging headlong in suicidal fury, just like they once trailed the Lord of the Radiant Sun and Emperor Hao Ri!
They've reignited the splendor of their angelic heritage and ancient dominant lineage.
Yet the Hao Ri Princess grows ever more like a elite commander from the Wolf Pack Civilization.
Gone are the chains of old customs, self-righteous titles, or earthly bounds,
Through relentless blood-soaked clashes, she's transformed into something resembling the Roach Emperor.
Wild and embracing every savage edge!
This approach truly thrills her and her loyalists, freeing them from all constraints to unleash pure rage!
They just need to hit harder, forcing the foe to endure greater agony!
It's no surprise that every fighting unit in the Wolf Pack Civilization, even amid the earlier clashes in the Haori Star System, jumped into the fray with zeal!
For the rush of ignoring every code, unleashing all those once-forbidden brutal tactics and dark schemes without restraint, proves utterly intoxicating!
Such frenzied excitement lets countless alien creatures cast aside their dread of dying!
At least for a fleeting while!
And once the terror returns, the grief over lost allies only drives that fear down even further!
"Kill! Strike their soft spots! Break one section at a time, and crush the skull of whichever side howls the fiercest!"
In these feverish clashes, countless Hao Ri commanders fall into a berserk trance.
They're slaying with unbridled passion, and even a command to cease would barely slow them down!
The two sides clash in savage, gore-filled warfare.
Thanks to the Hao Ri clan's desperate pushback, despite the besiegers outnumbering them three to one, no unit risks advancing!
For these grizzled Hao Ri survivors have proven they're ready to swap lives for gains!
This forces the assorted bands of the Sea of Star Sand to focus on stalling, grinding down the Hao Ri Princess and her veteran remnants!
Thus, from the outset until now, this fight has dragged on for years without notice, with merely two to three trillion casualties on their side.