Chapter 605: Necessary for Advancing to Pseudo-Immortal, the Wolf King with Brains
The endless stream of wolves continued to attack, brazenly tearing open the first line of defense in the northeast.
A large number of ferocious wolves, holding evil winds in their mouths and carrying countless innate magical powers with different attributes, exploded in the battlefield, instantly releasing an extremely surging elemental tsunami.
Fierce wolves are just a general term, referring to the extremely ferocious wolf pack that has fought against the Lieyan tribe for countless centuries.
In fact, there are dozens of different wolf species, large and small, within the ferocious wolf pack, but they are not isolated from each other.
This was because the original wolf king led his tribe to fight against other wolf packs, forcibly plundered the wolves back, and then continued to reproduce, eventually reaching its current huge scale.
These different wolves have been mating and reproducing for hundreds and thousands of years, creating a large number of individual wolves with different talents, and developing an extremely large scale.
Today, they possess attack methods and innate magical powers covering almost all types of elements, and are ruled by a beast king whose cultivation is about to enter the third level of ascension to the godhood. They can be regarded as the overlord of a region.
The ferocious wolves have the same natural advantage of grouping as ordinary wild wolves, and they have developed it to its full potential.
They are fierce, ruthless, live in groups, hunt together, protect the weak within the tribe, allow the strong to rise to power, and are extremely united.
They learn to cooperate like humans, constantly expanding their numbers and increasing their population advantage. In this generation, they are so powerful that almost no other ferocious beast groups are willing to provoke them.
Even those beast kings whose cultivation is stronger than the wolf king are the same.
Perhaps in a one-on-one fight they could defeat and kill the wolf king.
But with the huge population of wolves and the high-quality young wolves bred and hybridized over many years, as long as the wolf king is not killed in a short period of time, the ferocious wolf pack is enough to perish together with any tribe under the command of the beast king.
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Fight and win!
This is not the world of cultivation where demons are hunted down by humans and have to huddle together for warmth. All non-human creatures are collectively named demon beasts and spirit beasts, and even they are natural enemies and have to cooperate.
This is the ancient continent.
The wild battlefield where all races fight for supremacy!
Every ethnic group has the potential to become a dominant force, so who would be willing to be left behind?
Unless they are extremely weak, but have outstanding expertise in some aspect.
Otherwise, who would be willing to be ruled by other ethnic groups, or rule other ethnic groups?
Those who are not of my race must have different hearts.
The beast kings also understand this principle.
And given the historical lessons that have happened, they are very knowledgeable.
Here, the beast kings together with their own tribes form a complete force.
For example, humans, without a strong person at the level of "Beast King", are just a group of loose sand and have no qualifications to sit at the table for dinner.
Even though the Lieyan tribe possessed a being like Chi Yan whose combat power was comparable to that of a second-level god, he was only able to squeeze up from the position of pure food and barely gain a little stability.
Competing for the winner?
It is more practical to think about how to survive and see tomorrow's sun.
Similarly, if the beast kings lost their own tribes, they would completely lose the chance to compete for the final victory.
Almost all beast kings who can grow to the third level of deification know a secret about the ancient continent.
If one wants to be promoted to the legendary beast god level, the growth of the tribe and the plundering of luck are necessary.
Once the tribe is lost, not only will the road to hegemony be cut off, but the road to becoming a god will also be cut off.
It is precisely because of this that the ferocious wolf pack can allow the Wolf King, who is only at the second level of Godhood, to stand out in the Valley of Death, occupy a piece of territory, dance on the same stage and eat at the same table with those real top beast kings.
If there was no other way, the Lieyan tribe would not choose to fight to the death with the fierce wolf tribe.
If it were not for his own bloodline and talent that made it impossible for him to advance to the third level of deification and step into the realm of the top beast king, the wolf king of this generation of the ferocious wolf clan would not have resolutely stepped in even though he knew it was a conspiracy.
The Lieyan tribe wants to swallow up the fierce wolf tribe to overcome the current difficulties.
The Wolf King also wants to try to obtain the inheritance of Lieyan Zhanzun, forcibly break the shackles brought by his own bloodline, and break through to a new realm.
If successful, the Fierce Wolf Clan will truly be in the first echelon of the battle for hegemony in the ancient continent, and have the possibility of "eating chicken".
It's okay if you fail.
If it can't get it, then it will find a way to destroy the Lieyan tribe. Other beast kings will also be unable to get it.
Since the fragile balance of our joint occupation of the Valley of the Fallen will sooner or later be broken due to various accidents, it would be better for me to break it myself after I have made preparations and thought of a way out.
The Blue Scaled Wolf King, standing not far from the most brutal battlefield, had wisdom flashing in his eyes.
He caught the solemnity and anxiety on Chi Yan's face, and there was even a very human hint of playfulness on his face.
As long as it and Chi Yan do not take action, the destruction of the Lieyan tribe is only a matter of time.
Even if the key to unlocking the inheritance of Lord Lieyan was eventually destroyed, it would still be a huge profit for the Fierce Wolf Clan.
By then, they can lead the tribe to flee far to the north and take down a few human cities that are extremely fragile compared to the Lieyan tribe. The Fierce Wolf Tribe may not have no chance to compete for hegemony!
After the Green Scaled Sky Wolf King defeated the previous Wolf King and took the throne, the Fierce Wolf Clan developed silently and lay dormant for many years under its leadership, and had already grown to a considerable size.
The average strength has been transformed, and it is no longer the ferocious wolf tribe in the memories of the other beast kings and the Lieyan tribe.
When hunting, you must hide yourself, accumulate strength, and kill the prey with one blow when it is off guard!
This is the truth realized by the Blue Scaled Sky Wolf King, and it is also the hunting wisdom engraved in the wolf clan's blood.
Today, this ferocious beast finally showed its fangs.
The Lieyan tribe thought it was a soft persimmon and wanted to take action against it.
Isn’t it the same for the ferocious wolf clan?
On the battlefield, the white-haired, old beast-blooded warrior had his hair and beard standing up, chanting ancient prayers, his life essence and cultivation burning at the same time.
His skin, exposed outside his armor, was covered in crisscrossing animal patterns that glowed scarlet. Seven crimson clouds rose from his body, transforming him into a powerful shadow with a vague human form.
The moment the phantom merged with the old man's body, the qi and blood that had been declining and drying up burst out crazily, and a powerful aura that was no less than that of an S-level burst out from his body.
"kill!"
A blazing flame burst out from the tip of the pure white bone spear.
The blazing fire turned into a spiral spike, and as the bone spear thrust forward, it instantly pierced into the right eye of a quasi-beast king-level wolf, directly piercing through the skull, revealing the flaming spear tip from the back.
The dying wolf howled miserably, the intense pain making it even more ferocious.
The roof-sized wolf claw gathered all the remaining strength in the body and slapped out with one claw. Five dark blue light knives almost penetrated the sky and the earth, howling and tearing the melted permafrost into gullies several meters deep, until it finally dissipated after collapsing a small hill behind the Lieyan tribe.
Along the path of the light blade, more than ten beast-blood warriors who were unable to dodge were instantly cut into countless pieces of flesh and blood. In an instant, the extreme cold turned them into flying scarlet ice chips, which were then melted by the residual heat of the battlefield.
At the back of the tribe, several priests chanted prayers at the same time, and the constant resonance emitted a strange wave.
A few minutes later, several priests were shocked at the same time. Their bodies, which were not covered by robes and masks, quickly withered and aged, showing wrinkles like dead trees, and their vitality dropped drastically.
On the altar, a shadowy figure of a hero holding a spear stood up in the center of the priests.
It simply waved the spear in its illusory hand lightly, and endless flames appeared, instantly igniting thousands of ferocious wolves.
Anyone who has not yet entered the realm of Beast King will be turned into ashes and blown away by the wind.
With just one strike, the ferocious wolves' continuous offensive was alleviated, giving the Lieyan tribe a precious breathing space.
The remaining beast-blood warriors gasped for breath while leaning on their weapons, with expressions of relief on their faces at having survived the disaster.
But before they could rest for a few seconds, new wolf howls rose on the northern horizon.
The sky was trampled into dust by the beasts, and a pack of wolves that was even larger and more ferocious than before came rushing in.
It was as if they had not seen the death of their own kind, or even as if they had no emotion called fear.
Amid the howling of wolves, all they have to do is charge forward.
Then
Kill your opponent!
As old rivals who have fought against each other for many years, the Blue Scaled Sky Wolf King had long been on guard against this move by the Lieyan Tribe.
When the battlefield situation is critical, the priest's life is sacrificed to arouse the will in the ancestral spear and the essence of the ancestors' cultivation, and summon the ancestral spirits to fight and kill the enemy.
When this move was first developed in the past, it actually killed a powerful beast king whose cultivation was no less than that of the Blue Scaled Sky Wolf King.
But the ancestral spirit is not a living person after all. It is just the product of the fighting will of many ancestors of the Lieyan tribe over the years.
All he has is fighting instinct, but no wisdom.
The cultivation it can induce is like rootless water and rootless duckweed.
The power that can be exerted is limited, and the time that can be sustained in battle is also limited.
As long as you don't get caught by this move, you can be almost invincible.
The sound of beating war drums mixed with shouts and roars.
Hundreds of beast-blood warriors had their gnarled muscles exposed, their animal-skin battle skirts and ancient armor were stained with the blood of their own kind and ferocious wolves. Their bodies were full of blood like a dragon, and a terrifying red flame was burning on them.
The burly man in the lead raised a bloody gust of wind with his huge axe and smashed the head of the frost wolf in front of him with one axe.
At this moment, his left shoulder was bitten by the ferocious wolf that pounced on him, and his good arm was instantly torn off by the most primitive violence, spurting out a rain of blood.
"My arm!"
As the strong man howled, more ferocious wolves pounced on him and pinned him to the ground.
The wolf's fangs, as sharp as blades, pierced into the flesh that was not protected by armor, tearing off piece after piece of bloody flesh.
In just a few seconds, the strong man who had been rushing forward like a god of war had lost all four of his limbs and watched his body being torn into pieces by the ferocious wolves that kept rushing forward.
The three beast-blood warriors not far from him rushed forward at the same time, and each of them stabbed to death several ferocious wolves that pounced on them with a gun, filling the gap in the position caused by the strong man falling to the ground.
Then they didn't care about the strong man's life or death at all. They immediately leaned back and formed a killing formation with broken limbs flying everywhere.
The beast patterns on his body glowed brightly white, and the sharp shadows of his spear minced more ferocious wolves that pounced on him into minced meat.
At this time, there is no way to save one's own people, and even a warrior with a kind heart will not do so.
Having lost his lower body, the strong man was dead and no one could save him.
Being soft-hearted on the battlefield is irresponsible to all the surviving members of the tribe.
The mountain range suddenly collapsed, and more ferocious wolves emerged from the unexpected gap.
Like a sharp knife, it pierced through the iron-clad position of the Lieyan tribe from the side and directly broke into the third line of defense.
It was only one step away from the rammed earth wall that separated the tribe from the battlefield!
The beast-blooded warriors on the earth wall, who were supposed to be the younger generation's force, had bloodshot eyes and their bodies reacted almost instinctively.
At such a close distance, there is only one way to prevent the defense line from further deteriorating and collapsing!
In an instant, they made the same choice.
Qiqi actually pulled down the armor on his chest, revealing the beast pattern on his chest that had completely turned into red.
The flame chains formed by burning his own blood and essence emerged from the heart and spread outwards, interweaving into a criss-crossing network, tightly entangling the joints of the limbs of the ferocious wolf that rushed forward.
More beast-blood warriors roared and rushed forward, willing to risk their lives to fill the gaps in the defense line, and actually blocked the gap opened by the ferocious wolf clan!
Standing on the city wall, Chi Yan clenched the spear in his hand, which was modeled after his ancestor's spear, again and again.
Anger, pain, and despair appeared almost simultaneously on the young man who had just taken over the position of leader.
This is completely different from what the elders said.
I can't think about too much anymore, I have to take action.
Before the Green Scaled Sky Wolf King could make a move, the ancestral spirit was forced out and even broken up by two beast king-level ferocious wolves at the cost of their own lives, and returned to the ancestral war spear.
The number of ferocious wolves was much greater than the elders had expected, and their average strength was incomparable to the last encounter a few years ago.
The Lieyan tribe was plotted against by the fierce wolf clan!
Chi Yan looked at the Blue Scaled Sky Wolf King who was standing in the distance and had no intention of taking action. He stared at the other's human-like face with an expression of confidence in victory and took a deep breath.
If he could kill the Blue Scaled Sky Wolf King, the Lieyan Tribe would still have a chance of survival.
If not, today will be the day when the Lieyan tribe, which has been passed down for more than a thousand years, will disappear.
I feel ashamed of my ancestors!
I am ashamed of the trust of my people!
"Ancestral Spear Blood Sacrifice!"
Chi Yan roared, and the beast patterns on his body suddenly turned scarlet.
A dark spear flew from the altar and fell into his hands, with countless blood-red lines ignited on the spear.
With flames burning on his body, he stepped on the frozen ground and flew into the air.
The red-flame black iron spear tore through the wind and snow, piercing straight at the beast king who commanded the ferocious wolf clan tens of thousands of feet away - the Blue Scaled Sky Wolf King.
(End of this chapter)
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