The wind swept across the vast grassland, creating ripples. As the Blackwater tribe traversed the grassland, they suddenly sensed something was amiss.

"I feel like I've forgotten something."

The priest Marin murmured as he took out a sinister staff made of human skull and chanted an obscure incantation.

Suddenly, a phantom eyeball appeared above the line of people.

A dim light enveloped the surrounding area.

No abnormalities were found.

Marin muttered to himself for a moment, then warned, "Something's not right. Be careful... But that Silver Moon Remnant just gave birth to its cubs and is very wary. It might have already left."

"I must avenge Batu with my own hands!"

"Baru said in a deep voice."

Marin knew that Batu was Balu's younger brother, and comforted him, "He died for the great revival ceremony, and his soul will live forever in the ancestral temple. This is the highest honor."

"Moreover, once all the offerings are gathered and the sleeping king is awakened, your brother will also return..."

"For the King!"

Balu and the tribal warriors pounded their chests with their right fists.

The group soon arrived at a dense sea of ​​grass, and not far ahead was the wolf den.

At this moment.

Marin's casting time had just passed.

The illusory eyeball above the group disappeared after flashing a few times. He looked up and was about to cast another spell.

suddenly.

The tribal warriors, including Balu, became acutely aware of the danger.

"There's a sound!"

"Awoo!"

The moment the words were spoken, a wolf howl rang out, and a huge gray shadow suddenly pounced out from less than three meters away from the group, grabbed a tribal warrior, and dragged him directly into the grass.

"Quickly, rescue them!"

Balu drew his menacing bone blade and was about to charge out, but then, more wolves emerged from the bushes around the group.

"Damn beasts, we've been ambushed!"

Baru exclaimed in shock and anger.

"Don't panic, we've brought our most elite warriors this time. These wolves can't do anything to us. Besides, I also brought..."

Marin suddenly stopped speaking.

"Where is the ancestral artifact?"

"Where are my three ancestral artifacts?!"

The priest Marin, having searched his entire body, stood frozen in place.

"Is this what you're looking for?" At this moment, Su Bai appeared in the wolf pack, holding several strange items made of bones in his hand, and smiled at him.

The moment the Forgotten One effect was removed, that memory that Marin had ignored also resurfaced.

His expression shifted unpredictably, and he raised his bone staff, pointing as he said:

"Stop now, it's not too late. Otherwise, the warriors of my Blackwater tribe will raze your territory to the ground and slaughter your people!"

"Let's talk about this after you've managed to get out of here alive."

Su Bai smiled calmly.

The glory will last forever!

Lightning Hand!

Crack! Crack!

Thunder surged, plasma exploded, and moments later, a hurricane swept up, with several towering, bluish-gray wind columns carrying countless golden arcs of electricity, rising from the flat ground of the grassland.

"ah!!!"

A figure, charred and smoking, somehow managed to burst out from this horrific scene of destruction.

But he was immediately pounced on by the wolves.

Soon there was no sound.

Even in his dying moments, this powerful warrior from the Blackwater tribe couldn't get within ten meters of Su Bai.

"If these are the elite warriors of the Blackwater Tribe, then they are not so scary..."

Su Bai thought calmly.

Even so, he alone could wipe out the entire team. To be on the safe side, he waited until the wolf pack had completed their encirclement.

However, this move is not solely for the sake of stability.

He looked to the side, where the wolf king, with its silvery-white fur, stood among the pack. Its fur shimmered in the sunlight, giving it a truly mystical appearance.

"See? They won't let you go. You have no choice but to cooperate with me."

He began to speak.

The Silver Moon Wolf King looked at the mess on the ground and remained silent.

It knew perfectly well that without Su Bai, it would have been certain death with the strength of the pursuing group today. Continue to flee? Fallen Dragon Island was only so big; where could it possibly escape to?

[Hint: The Silver Moon Wolf King's hatred towards you has decreased by 20!]

...

"Awoo!"

It didn't say a word, but called to the wolf pack and gradually dispersed, but the system notification had already given Su Bai the answer.

"However, we've really offended the Blackwater Tribe this time... Since that's the case, we should strike first. They'll definitely send more pursuers, so let's ambush them again near Falling Moon Gorge..."

Su Bai muttered to himself as he turned and left.

After a long while.

A figure covered in blood staggered to his feet in the grass.

He was the same tribal warrior who had been dragged away by the giant wolf earlier. Although he was covered in wounds, he was 'very lucky' and none of his wounds were fatal.

After the battle, the Silver Moon Wolf King promptly summoned the wolf pack away.

Let him play dead to escape this predicament.

"Damn it... Priest Marin... Warrior Balu... those damned natives...!"

His eyes flashed with intense hatred, and in the end, only one keyword remained in his mind.

"Luoyue Gorge...!"

He managed to discern the direction, then dragged his badly injured body away from the place.

But he didn't notice.

A dark figure stood motionless beside him, watching him walk away.

Su Bai then connected with Southeast Wind's communication.

"Find an opportunity to inform Qinglong that there is a wild Tier 2 boss monster in Luoyue Gorge, and have him take as many people as possible to hunt it."

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