Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1994 - 1108: The Entire Wangshu Zone Is Shaken (Part 2)

Even if the Wolf Pack Civilization sends out its forces, arriving here would still demand at least a millennium.

The Red Sun Emperor plans to pour all his efforts into swallowing the Bright Day System during this thousand-year window!

Yet the Bright Day System has already learned of the Wolf Pack Civilization’s military mobilization.

Right now, on the primary star of the Bright Day System,

the battered and wound-covered Sun Empress, radiating an even wilder and more malevolent allure despite her disarray, finally allows a smile to creep into her vacant and dulled gaze upon hearing this intelligence!

"Hahaha, Wolf Pack Civilization! What a Wolf Pack Civilization! It crushed the Hundred Stars Alliance and ravaged the Black Sun Constant Star Sin Army. Truly worthy of being the power whose future I couldn’t divine with the Starry Sky Compass. It’s incredibly mighty. But now that you’ve committed everything, aren’t you just rushing here to say goodbye to my Bright Day System?"

A touch of insanity threads through the Sun Empress’s spiritual will, the days of her dominating everything long vanished.

For in the clash within the Red Sun Emperor’s Star River Sea of Consciousness, she had witnessed innumerable marquises and legions that served her across endless years and epochs falling one by one, ultimately sacrificing themselves to ensure her escape.

It hurt too much!

This agony tormented her deeply!

Unlike the Red Sun Emperor, the Sun Empress never utters empty vows of sharing life and death; she proves it with deeds.

Thus, her bonds with her exotic beasts, troops, and subjects run deeper than any other’s,

even across dozens of eras since the Blazing Flame Clan’s fall, it was always the Sun Emperor battling over the Star Core while she nurtured the Bright Day System’s expansion.

Hence, she has shared every moment with them. The Emperor’s attachment to the Bright Day System doesn’t exceed the Empress’s.

Having laid to rest billions upon trillions of the Bright Day System’s soldiers, with almost nine-tenths of its domain seized, how could she not descend into madness?

"Empress, why not dispatch a covert message to the Wolf Pack Civilization? If they obliterate the Red Sun Empire, our Bright Day System will cede nine-tenths of the outer territories as tribute!"

The personal commander, Shadow Bird, scarred from this grueling war spanning nearly ten millennia,

gazes at the near-deranged Empress with eyes brimming with boundless sorrow.

Yet before the Empress responds to Shadow Bird’s spiritual will, the Yao Ri Quasi Emperor issues a icy snort: "Humph, Shadow Bird, do you truly believe the Wolf Pack Civilization is merciful? Besides, enmity has long festered between the Wolf Pack Civilization and us ever since it wiped out the Sea of Star Sand—we can’t ally! They’ve come this time likely to side with the Red Sun Empire, shatter us swiftly, and devour the remains of our Bright Day System!"

Our best course now isn’t another pointless resistance, but choosing elite talents and seeds to teleport via the Space-Time Altar to the Star Core. A piece of our Bright Day System’s star core lingers there, and even part of the Eastern Main Star Core might fall to us. This gives the survivors a shot at seizing back the Ancient Starry Sky Road from the Heizi Tribe someday, entering the Wangshu Zone to restore our honor!"

Sunshine Third Emperor!

He holds the highest authority left in the Bright Day System.

Normally, with the Empress here, he’d have no say.

After all, the Third Emperor merely oversees reserve troops and feeble patrol garrisons!

But since the Sun Empress squandered billions of elite forces, the Third Emperor’s influence has risen steadily.

A few years back, he unveiled his hidden strength: his discarded soul bone had been rebuilt long ago, and through endless hardships, his cultivation surged to late-stage semi-taboo.

He perceives it clearly now; the Bright Day System is doomed!

Across the entire main star, fewer than a million billion garrison troops survive,

the former crack troops and even the dozen or so noble escapees all perished in these millennia of desperate defenses.

Thus, he refuses to perish alongside the Empress!

"You’re just a coward craving life and dreading death. Back when we assaulted the Golden Sun Star System, your fear led you to flee injured with your men, costing our Bright Day System dearly. The Emperor demoted you to logistics and reserves for countless eras—haven’t you reformed?"

Shadow Bird spares no harsh words.

"You’re the coward! As a mere personal commander, what资格 do you have to address me so?"

The pair swiftly devolve into bickering.

Over these years, the Sun Empress has grown numb to their squabbles.

Since she sacrificed billions of elites, it’s no longer her sole domain to command.

Amid the clamor, her wounded, scarred form shuffles to the hall’s brink. She ascends a vantage and peers into the distance, her quasi-taboo supreme vision piercing to behold the Red Sun Empire’s armies massing beyond the Bright Sun once more.

They swarm like locusts toward the Bright Sun anew.

The Red Sun Emperor manifests his colossal, peerless dharma phase again, vast enough to eclipse a whole starry sky.

Alongside it, the Star River Sea of Consciousness that once consumed countless Bright Day System forces gets unleashed.

At the sight of that Star River Sea of Consciousness, the Sun Empress relives the nightmare of her proud elites being devoured and slaughtered.

Tears glint once more in her eyes.

Her forlorn silhouette against the hall’s discord paints the poignant finale of an empire’s twilight.

But after prolonged silence, as the inner debate fades, she transmits a spiritual will, stripped of edge, hoarse alone.

"Cease your quarrel. No one can reach the Emperor, for I sense a being surpassing me has severed our Bright Day System’s space-time—it’s the Lord of the Heizi Tribe!"

This revelation sets the Sunshine Third Emperor’s Sea of Consciousness ringing.

The implications of the Heizi Tribe’s Lord require no elaboration!

Every Lord embodies an unchallenged quasi-taboo, bearing the Shadow Clan’s peerless inheritance—nearly the mightiest beneath taboo!

Yet as the Sunshine Third Emperor reels,

the Sun Empress’s rasping spiritual will echoes again, this one even more startling.

"Tell me, if I yield the Bright Sun to the Wolf Pack Civilization, could it annihilate the Red Sun Empire? We can’t hold out! The grudge between the Heizi Tribe, Red Sun Empire, and us towers to the heavens, plunges to the abyss. Better to hand it to the Wolf Pack Civilization than them! Isn’t it the fabled wildcard rising star? Hahaha! Should it prevail, we all might live on. As for pride and name, I’ve forfeited the Bright Day System—I’ll atone with my life! With my death, I forge a slim hope for every loyal soul and being in the Bright Day System!"

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Su Lin realizes this fight has bound his subordinate tribes tighter in loyalty, so he lavishes rewards on the battle veterans without stint, deepening the allegiance of more beasts. Over time, Su Lin’s tribe will swell in might and dominance, solidifying as the invincible Arctic Overlord over the frozen wastes!

After honoring the Wolf Clan and Bear Clan, Sander and Tiffany next capture Su Lin’s focus. For these humans, Su Lin had anticipated their alliance with the Wolf Clan in survival’s crucible.

Su Lin aims to groom these two as his envoys, so he bestows generous prizes upon them too—a hefty two hundred pounds of flesh split between Sander and Tiffany, sufficient to sustain them awhile.

This abundance astonishes Sander and Tiffany, swelling their gratitude toward the White Wolf further; they hadn’t dreamed battle service would yield such bounty.