The mutant wolfhound's fighting spirit had reached its peak, and Zhang Mu didn't know why it was so excited.

A pair of eyes, deeper and colder than other emeralds, came closer step by step from far away.

It should be the Wolf King!

Zhang Mu used the flashlight to see the wolf king's appearance clearly and found that its size was exactly the same as other mutant wild wolves. It was not like other mutant beast leaders, which were generally one size larger than their own people.

This wolf king did not have a ferocious look like other mutated wild wolves. Instead, he walked towards them steadily and nimbly.

Even though its body shape was no different from that of its other tribesmen, its demeanor was particularly conspicuous among the wild wolves, confirming its status as the wolf king.

The mutant wolfhound's gaze followed the wolf king the moment he emerged from the wolf pack. As for the other first-order mutant wolves, no matter how ferocious they were, it never even looked at them.

After looking at the mutant wolfhound for a while, the wolf king nodded very humanely. Suddenly, a low roar came out of the wolf king's throat, which lasted for a long time and contained a lot of content.

What confused Zhang Mu who was standing nearby was that the mutant wolfhound suddenly calmed down after hearing the animal language spoken by the wolf king, and it looked as if it couldn't believe it.

The obsidian worm seemed to be stunned as well, and did not speak. Zhang Mu, who did not know what was going on, urged it repeatedly, "What happened?"

The Obsidian Worm's voice was still somewhat unbelievable, and he slowly told Zhang Mu, "The wolf king said that he smelled the scent of the dead dog, and wanted the dead dog to go with his tribe."

The dead dog has the remaining blood of their wolf clan in its body, and it can sense the pure energy in the dead dog's body. If the dead dog follows it, it can allow the dead dog to develop complete wolf blood and advance.

The reason why the dead dog cannot advance to the second level now is that the blood in its body is impure.

But before helping the dead dog

The idea is to let it follow the wolf pack and help the wolf king. "

Zhang Mu was stunned for a moment. This skinny wolf was actually digging out his people right under his nose? No, his dog?

It turns out that the wolf pack’s goal is not to hunt, but for their own mutant wolfhounds!

However, this is too much of a disregard for him.

He was just about to teach this mutant wolf king, who looked to be only at the second level of strength, a lesson, but the mutant wolfhound discovered his intention and growled twice.

Obsidian Worm translated in time, "That dead dog told you not to take action."

Zhang Mu stopped what he was doing instantly after hearing what Obsidian Worm said, and suppressed the restless Blood Vine Lotus back into his body. He asked with a very serious expression, "Do you really want to go?"

The mutant wolfhound whimpered a few times, and then its voice became higher.

Even though the Obsidian Worm didn't translate it, Zhang Mu roughly guessed what the mutant wolfhound meant.

Among their group, only it has been unable to advance to the second level. It is the only one that is holding the entire team back. It craves power.

The message conveyed by the obsidian worm was exactly what he had guessed just now. The mutant wolfhound felt that it was becoming increasingly useless.

Zhang Mu smiled faintly, rubbed the mutant wolfhound's furry head and said, "Who said you are useless? Don't I have to rely on you for my reconnaissance and travel?"

But halfway through his words, Zhang Mu saw the determination and stubbornness in the mutant wolfhound's eyes, and he smiled dumbly and said with relief, "Go if you want to. I told you when I took you back. When you want to leave, I will let you go naturally."

I, Zhang Mu, keep my promise.

If you want to leave, just leave.

If you don't want to leave, with these thousands of first-level wild wolves and a second-level wolf king, even if we can't kill them all, we can still fight our way out."

As he spoke, Zhang Mu's words revealed a hint of coldness and bloodlust.

The mutant wolfhound rubbed its head against Zhang Mu and licked his face. This time, Zhang Mu did not avoid it in disgust, but just patted its back.

Yuan Rui's eyes were already filled with tears. It happened so suddenly. She was very smart and guessed what had happened from the looks and conversation between Zhang Mu and the mutant wolfhound.

When the mutant wolfhound came over and wanted to say goodbye to her, Yuan Rui hugged the mutant wolfhound's neck and said incoherently, "Don't leave, okay? If you leave, Xiao Hei's carapace is too hard. Don't leave, don't leave. I feel uncomfortable holding you. Don't leave!"

The mutant wolfhound just growled a few times, as gently as possible, trying to comfort the hostess who had been combing its hair and feeding it.

After struggling with the mutant wolfhound for a long time, Yuan Rui finally let it go. She knew she shouldn't be willful at this time, but she couldn't help it.

When it came to the obsidian worm, it simply shrank its body and stopped looking at the mutant wolfhound, and just responded to it in animal language.

"Don't even mention that you followed that group of stinky wolves and haven't advanced to the second level yet. When the time comes, don't go out and tell others that you were with me. I can't afford to lose face."

After the farewell ceremony, the mutant wolfhound slowly walked towards the wolf pack.

The wolf king was extremely satisfied when he saw the mutant wolfhound walking over on its own initiative, because the earth element in its body was so pure.

But just as the wolf pack was preparing to evacuate following the order from the wolf king, the mutant wolfhound suddenly stopped and let out a loud and high-pitched roar that was almost a wolf howl.

All the wild wolves that were about to evacuate turned around and stared at the mutant wolfhound behind them. The expressions on their faces were as if they felt they had heard it wrong. They collectively looked at the mutant wolfhound with unfriendly eyes, as if they would pounce on it and tear it to pieces at any time.

At this time, the voice of the obsidian worm slowly sounded in Zhang Mu's heart, with a hint of hesitation.

"That dead dog said he wanted to fight with the second-level wolf king.

The wolf king won, and he went with the wolf pack again. "

(End of this chapter)