Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1952 - 1086: The Roach Emperor in Dire Straits, Reinforcements from the Four Great Military Groups!

Following the spiritual command issued by the Purple Blood Cockroach King, every single War King and War General immediately fell into line. In their minds, they were expendable, but the Empress had to remain untouchable. Once she fell, the entire race of Undying Cockroaches would lose all hope for the future. Across the Insect Clan, the Empress stands as the supreme entity, while all others exist merely as fuel for her rise. Though it may appear brutal, this hierarchy is etched into the very core and genes of the Star Sky Insect Clan through aeons of history.

Witnessing her War Kings and War Generals preparing to face death for her sake, the Roach Emperor felt a flicker of sorrow, yet it was quickly overtaken by a surge of defiance. Her aura became increasingly imposing. With a piercing, shrill cry—unpleasant and sharp as ever—she signaled the remaining Undying Cockroach Army to join her in an exasperated, high-pitched howl.

Thousands of billions of miles away, the vast Black Sun Star Army remained an overwhelming presence, nearly a quadrillion strong. The Sin Army, hardened by millennia of endless warfare, maintained a flawless formation with morale that showed no sign of wavering. They functioned as a singular, unbreakable iron force; no tactic could defeat them, only overwhelming power. Despite sensing the provocation from the Undying Cockroach Army, the Black Sun Star Lord and his entire force remained stoic. They ignored the challenge, pressing forward across the starry sky one inch at a time. Having been baited into ambushes too many times before—including during their previous assault—they refused to be lead astray. They chose to advance with absolute caution, setting up strongholds and engaging in war of attrition. For such a ruthless army, this methodical approach was the ultimate death sentence for any group of cosmic bandits or demons.

Under this iron-fisted slaughter, the Roach Emperor’s secret defenses began to crumble. "For the Roach Emperor! For the honor of the Undying Cockroaches!" Some soldiers, hidden through advanced Stealth Talent or disguised as cosmic debris, were unearthed. Without hesitation, they chose to self-destruct rather than offer the enemy the satisfaction of victory. "No more hiding! Kill!" Others, masters of Spiritual Soul Force, attempted to trigger hidden maze and illusion arrays in a desperate attempt to drag the enemy down with them. Each attempt was met with the brutal efficiency of the Sin Army, who decapitated them instantly and shattered their arrays with ease. No matter the trickery, no tactic could withstand such meticulous advancement.

The Roach Emperor, sensing her hidden measures being wiped out one by one, realized her defeat was inevitable. This was a force built for true conquest, not something to be deterred by minor ploys. Yet, neither the Empress nor her army showed any intention of retreating. She understood that if the Wolf Lord sought their destruction, flight would only lead to a different grave. If he spared them, his unmatched speed ensured he could reach her regardless. So, she chose to fight. If she fell, it would merely signify a failure in her judgment of the Wolf Lord. Furthermore, wasn't a tragic death the destined fate of the Star Sky Insect Clan? Should they survive, this battle would surely cement her place in the extreme south.

"Hahaha, we shall wait for them! Rest and prepare, for the advantage rests with us!" The Roach Emperor stood atop a small sun, broadcasting this conviction. Though the claim was hollow and could easily be disproven, not a single Undying Cockroach questioned her. They had long been conditioned to treat her words as law. If she declared the advantage was theirs, then they believed it. They would wait to shred the invaders to pieces.

However, as the remnants of the Undying Cockroach Army united for a final stand, four immense military groups had silently arrived in the southern starry sky of the Wolf Pack Civilization. Two of them had already flanked the rear of the Black Sun Star Army, creating a perfect encirclement. Commanders like the Golden Jade Demon Deer, Silence, the Bloodthirsty Maniac Bee, the Eating Spirit Crow King, and the Bloodthirsty Grass had vacated their territories, emptying their garrisons to arrive at the Wolf Lord’s call. Thanks to his absolute orders, they had mobilized with impossible speed. Using advanced Concealment Arrays and Star Fog from the Sea of Star Sand, they masked their presence from all divination, ensuring the Wolf Lord could achieve his true goal: the total annihilation of another main force of a Star Nebula Great Clan. The Wangshu Zone had remained dormant for too long; it was time to shake the very foundations of the cosmos.

Su Lin rewarded the two white wolves who had followed him with three hundred pounds of flesh, their bravery earning them immense credit. Xiao Hui howled with delight, and even the stoic Little Lone Wolf showed clear signs of joy. Following this, Su Lin distributed rewards across the rest of the Wolf Clan, turning the cave into a scene of chaotic celebration. Turning his attention to the Bear Clan, he saw the white bears waiting expectantly. In an age where the Ice Age made hunting volatile and dangerous, the bear population looked to Su Lin for high-quality meat. True to his reputation, Su Lin shared his spoils generously, earning their deep loyalty. By fostering this sense of belonging through rewards and shared victory, Su Lin continued to strengthen his pack, ensuring his transformation into the undisputed Arctic Overlord of the icefield.