Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1852 - 1035: Star Sand Master Defeated! (2)
Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
Even as the top warriors from the Wolf Pack Civilization arrived to block their path, they were rapidly halted by the Sinners Army's bold and almost self-sacrificing assault!
That's right!
Not even the fierce battle commanders of the Wolf Pack Civilization could have foreseen an army on this field fiercer and braver than their own!
For beneath this endless cosmic expanse, the Sinners Army stands unmatched, guided solely by the Star Sand Master as their guardian and commander—no other soul can truly grasp their essence!
They roam as forsaken wanderers in this starry realm, fated to wander misunderstood and alone!
Thus, how could these souls, who see death as a welcoming return, simply stand by while their leader—who comprehended them and stood firm across countless eras—faced downfall or defeat?
A force like this, embracing demise as homecoming, unleashes a dreadfully overwhelming pressure and fighting prowess!
Seeing this unfold, the Misfortune Line Snake and the Seven-headed Ghost-faced Bat King cast a look toward the Illusion God and the Heavenly Destiny Army, then could only unleash a prolonged bellow, rallying portions of their top fighters to rush toward that conflict zone.
Yet, these elites lacked the Sinners Army's unyielding courage and got stopped cold by the newly emerged Hundred Battles Army, along with the Dream Guards and Breaking Formation Army under the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly's command!
Meanwhile, the Roach Emperor, now freed from the Misfortune Line Snake and the Seven-headed Ghost-faced Bat King's hold, rampaged freely, ripping apart and consuming numerous Sinners who rushed at it.
The full might of the Undying Cockroach Army Group surged like a swarm across the 36th battlefield in the Sea of Star Sand, darting through the fray!
Sin Two and Sin Three, both at Peak Heavenly Venerate level, struggled against the Roach Emperor's might, its form enhanced by fortune, amplified by "momentum," and boasting the ultimate body forged from humble origins, boldly clashing with them to sharpen its skills further!
The leftover Cockroach Heavenly Realm loyalists, unshackled from the Misfortune Line Snake, Seven-headed Ghost-faced Bat King, and their top ranks, plunged into the vanguard, striking down and butchering the guards at the Sea of Star Sand's 36th gate, who now lacked many of their key defenders!
The fight wasn't utterly lopsided, but the Wolf Pack Civilization, starting from a tough spot, slowly started to turn the tide!
This echoed the desperate clash between the two supreme rulers high above the Stellar Dome!
Yet with Sin One reaching the pinnacle of the Ten Heavens, backed by its elite troops and the soaring Misfortune Line Snake and Seven-headed Ghost-faced Bat King, the outcome of the duel over the Stellar Dome remained anyone's guess!
A conflict of this scale lay far beyond the grasp of countless regular alien beasts, and even most Heavenly Venerates and Peak Heavenly Venerates.
It was a genuine clash pitting mortals against immortals!
"Kill! Activate the Extreme Heaven Realm battle formation, pin down the Wolf Lord, and rescue our lord!"
Sin One bellowed in fury!
The Misfortune Line Snake and the Seven-headed Ghost-faced Bat King spotted the Wolf Lord's form and, with a mighty cry, unleashed their most devastating ultimate strikes.
They understood the immense divide between their power and the Wolf Lord's, knowing that holding back their lethal arts now would mean probing with basic attacks and sealing their own doom without escape.
Calamity Dark Gate!
The Misfortune Line Snake invoked a horrifying gateway—the Calamity Dark Gate—as though a monstrous Demon God lurked within, ready to swallow skies and lands, unleashing curses upon the stars!
Dream Shadow Bat!
The Seven-headed Ghost-faced Bat King shifted into a Dream Shadow Bat, a creature capable of dragging foes into an inescapable slumber.
In clashes among true apex powers, each instant decides triumph or loss.
Falling into such a dream meant surrendering one's fate entirely to the foe!
Hence, this Extreme Heaven Realm forbidden art marked the Seven-headed Ghost-faced Bat King's deadliest weapon, which had once bested a late-stage semi-taboo elder from the Sky-Cunning Beast!
Boom!
At that instant,
As they dove into the epic struggle over the Stellar Dome, the arena exploded with black hole tempests, chaotic whirlwinds, and raw energy laws, growing wilder and more savage!
The vast billions of miles across the Stellar Dome appeared suddenly shrouded.
This shroud persisted for a few quarters of an hour, filled only with thunderous echoes inside, radiating enigmatic Dimensional Truth and immense Heavenly Boundary Truth!
Not until several quarters of an hour later rang out a sound akin to the universe's explosive dawn in the starry void!
Then came the total rupture, with chaotic fogs and massive gales erupting in all directions!
Heavenly Boundary Truth and Dimensional Truth surged as raging floods, slamming without mercy!
Even the distant 36th battlefield below felt the heavy impact, where beasts under Heavenly Realm shattered apart even within their battle arrays and fortune shields.
Heavenly Realm beasts spat blood!
This left them baffled by the ferocity of the exchanges high above the Stellar Dome!
And through the chaotic fogs and massive gales, every beast at Heavenly Venerate rank or higher gazing skyward beheld a nineteen-hued Celestial Wolf standing tall and defiant, its eternal roar shaking the void!
The Calamity Dark Gate overhead crumbled into pieces, and the mighty Misfortune Line Snake got savagely bitten by this nineteen-hued Celestial Wolf, its frame effortlessly shredded!
The Dream Shadow Bat briefly ensnared this ruler of the cosmos, but its indomitable frame and razor-sharp combat instincts, forged in endless slaughters, pierced straight through the Seven-headed Ghost-faced Bat King's assaulting form!
Even the formidable Sin One, with its array of over ten billion elites in formation, could merely press this nineteen-hued Celestial Wolf to the brink of explosion, bones splintering, but never compel true submission.
Once it shook off the Dream Shadow Bat's induced torpor, it let out a thunderous howl across the Stellar Dome.
Triple Heaven Wolf Roar, brutally dismantling the colossal battle array of more than ten billion Heavenly Realm powerhouses!
This peerless dominance over everything below the heavens filled all witnesses with profound shock and veneration!
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First off, the Lead Wolves' ranks are too modest to handle the Mad Thunder Skyhawk's massive power surge; plus, Su Lin needs vast amounts of Variant Species meat to advance, and with such potent Variant Species remains right there, he wouldn't dream of passing it up.
En route, Su Lin guided the wolf pack in a thundering charge, shaking the ice sheets nearly to pieces, while trees and plants along the way bent and trembled, announcing their advance as a dominant aura swept the White Wolf Pack toward the Land of Adventure.
Branches dipped low, and hidden hunters lifted their heads in secret, fixing eyes on the White Wolves as an aura of sheer terror stirred inside them. Without their primal ferocity, this crushing weight would have forced them to kneel under the White Wolf Pack's dominance.
Advanced Variant Species detected the surging power waves, emerging to glimpse the White Wolf Pack racing by; trailing behind, a few White Wolves carried a grand enigmatic form—the remains of the slain Mad Thunder Skyhawk.
The lingering power in the dead Mad Thunder Skyhawk remained immense, taxing even these united White Wolves to haul it; as for far-off Variants watching, nothing but wonder filled their stares.
What formidable group could have toppled the Mad Thunder Skyhawk, known for its fearsome might, and boldly display its body en route to the Land of Adventure?
Under the stunned eyes of the hunters, a White Wolf of even greater power emerged, its velocity defying sight, appearing as mere shadow or ghost, vanishing from view in a flash until it perched on a far-off ridge, baying at the sky, directing the White Wolf Pack further into the Arctic wilds...
This sight burned indelibly into the thoughts of the numerous hunters, ensuring that for the rest of their days, they'd recall that swift silver-white silhouette of the White Wolf, etched forever from that instant.
For that White Wolf struck them as the mightiest being they'd ever crossed paths with among all kinds, its horrifying strength demanding evasion, while its haughty, piercing stare filled their cores with utter dread!