Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf-Chapter 987 - 574: Wolf King Severely Injured!_2
During this self-sealing period, the vast fortune rising from the Southern Territory Mountains obscured both the scorching sun and the luminous moon above.
With no alternation between day and night, the various Exotic Beasts lost their sense of time. All they could do was silently absorb the Fortune and Thundercloud Energy within their bodies.
With this Fortune and Thundercloud Energy, they felt neither hunger nor pain—only the joy of becoming stronger.
Thus, during this time of recuperation, the Exotic Beasts of the Wolf Pack Factions quietly stayed in their respective territories, with no reports of disturbances or unrest.
Even the core headquarters entering the self-sealing era didn’t concern these Exotic Beasts at all.
After all, in their eyes, as long as the Wolf Lord was present, as long as their companions were there, the time and place they found themselves in hardly mattered.
Self-sealing?
If such days could last until their dying breath, they would willingly accept it.
In the eyes of external factions, the Wolf Pack was wild and untamable, a clan of bloodthirsty killers who couldn’t survive without fresh blood!
But that wasn’t the truth at all!
The Wolf Pack emerged from the bitter cold of the Arctic, where every morsel of Pure Energy had to be fought for with claws and fangs, wrested through fierce battles!
This is what forged the unruly and exceptionally brave Exotic Beasts of the Wolf Pack Factions, whose killing intent and fighting spirit only grew stronger during times of war!
But if survival and food were no longer concerns, no faction of Exotic Beasts would willingly step onto the battlefield for life-and-death combat.
Because the battlefield is never a place for play,
And during these years, how few have been the top-tier Exotic Beasts among the Wolf Pack Factions that died in battle?
Take, for instance, the recent battle at Greenland: the Demon Rats of the Second Faction’s Rat Tide perished, with the entire Second Faction annihilated.
Three million demonized human troops also perished completely.
The Bloodthirsty Maniac Bee was gravely injured and has yet to recover.
The Ironclad Eagle of the Wolf Pack Faction also died in battle, a once-promising candidate for Ancestral Species after the Rock Thunderbird.
On the battlefield, life and death are immeasurable!
If survival and resources were no longer concerns, they could self-seal peacefully for their entire lives.
Meanwhile, as the Southern Territory Mountains remained tranquil,
The atmosphere within the most prominent and imposing War Fortress in the Human Faction’s territory was far from serene.
This War Fortress belonged to Vincent.
At this moment, its fortifications no longer consisted of merely one Soul-Binding Stone and several Soul-Binding Stone Fragments but had expanded to include at least a dozen Soul-Binding Stones and Forbidden Sky Stones, as well as two small, concealed Arrays.
These were all high-priced items Vincent had bought in external marketplaces.
Because ever since his ascension to Ancestral Species, an overwhelming sense of imminent danger had persistently echoed deep within his soul.
This sense of threat constantly warned him, making Vincent feel as though his identity might be discovered at any moment.
Especially after the recent Wolf Pack’s sealing ceremony, when he saw Lev ascend to the Wolf King Sequence,
While he himself received nothing but a mediocre accolade, the feeling intensified even further.
Yet before he could pinpoint the origin of this threat, Vincent stumbled upon an utterly earth-shattering revelation during this past month.
Namely, both the Godspeed Golden Eagle and the current Wolf Lord suffered unimaginable injuries during their civilization-ascending battle.
These injuries had already reached their Origin.
For an indeterminate amount of time, neither the Wolf Lord nor the Godspeed Golden Eagle had made a public appearance.
Conversely, while other Exotic Beasts seemed unfazed by the Wolf Pack’s self-sealing,
Vincent cared deeply!
Like external factions, despite racking his brain relentlessly, he couldn’t fathom why the Wolf Lord would opt for self-sealing at such a flourishing pinnacle of their civilization.
Especially as Vincent, being within the Wolf Pack, could deeply sense the Fortune gained from the civilization ascension,
Adding to that the dispersed Thundercloud’s power and the gifted Pure Resources, these were far from enough to justify the Wolf Pack needing three years of self-sealing for digestion.
These resources would barely take months to fully consume for the billions of Beasts in the Wolf Pack.
So after much contemplation and even testing the Godspeed Golden Eagle, Vincent suddenly realized that the Wolf Lord must have suffered severe injuries during the civilization ascension battle.
It’s just that these injuries were suppressed by the Wolf Lord’s Supreme Sovereign strength, concealing them entirely from the Exotic Beasts of the various factions.
Vincent and all the top-tier Exotic Beasts of the Wolf Pack knew one truth: the vast Wolf Pack Civilization was forcibly united solely by the Wolf Lord’s overwhelming might!
If the Wolf Lord truly suffered debilitating injuries, one could only imagine how chaotic the Exotic Beasts of the Wolf Pack Factions would become. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom
Thus, upon realizing this, Vincent suddenly understood the reason behind the Wolf Pack Civilization’s choice to self-seal for three years during its peak triumph.
This wasn’t about digesting Fortune or playing external factions against one another while reaping the benefits!
It was because the Wolf Lord suffered grievous injuries—life-threatening, even Origin-damaging ones—that would require three years to heal!
And this revelation left Vincent restless for days, his heart beating and breathing faster than usual.
Now, within his War Fortress, Vincent was urgently organizing and analyzing all the Blessed Lands and relationships amongst the Exotic Beasts within the Wolf Pack.
Once he had a clear overview, he would use the secret passage he had already planted in the Southern Territory Mountains to transport this intelligence out at the right moment, ensuring the Human Alliance’s salvation.
Not only would they gain three years to develop, but they could use this time to thoroughly disrupt the external Blessed Lands belonging to the Wolf Pack Civilization.
Devouring what could be devoured, assimilating what could be assimilated, and uniting whatever could be united!
Take the Northern Desert Sandworm Clan, for instance—in the sealing ceremony, Vincent noticed that their will had already drifted away from the Wolf Pack. This could certainly be a divisive force to exploit.
Thus, as Vincent’s heartbeat and breathing quickened, under the strict protection of the Soul-Binding Stones, Forbidden Sky Stones, and the two Arrays, he was rapidly drafting an intelligence report aimed entirely at dismantling the Wolf Pack Civilization.
Once sent out and received by the Human Alliance, this intelligence would guarantee countless strategic responses to target the Wolf Pack during these three years!
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Standing before the Fierce Tiger, the cold, emotionless gaze it received was as though facing an icy corpse—stripped of even the faintest hint of sentiment.
A dense aura of danger instantly enveloped the Invincible Fierce Tiger, causing the barely-breathing beast to suck in a frigid gasp, as if in this moment it were nothing more than a piece of meat on the White Wolf’s chopping block. This sensation thrust the Fierce Tiger’s psyche into utter collapse, as it failed to understand why the White Wolf didn’t simply kill it outright, instead expending energy to drag it from the ice to the Land of Adventure. Facing the unknown terrors of this vast land only deepened the Fierce Tiger’s fear. But, weakened as it was, resistance was futile—rendering all its internal panic useless within the White Wolf’s domain.
Su Lin examined the Fierce Tiger before him, like a lord scrutinizing a slave he had brought home, his expression indifferent and aloof.
"Howl—" Su Lin let out a low growl to the Wolf Clan beside him, signaling them to take this barely-alive Siberia Tiger away and monitor it closely.
The nearby wolves acted swiftly, dragging the Fierce Tiger together. The wounds on its body scraped across the ground, and from the already festering injuries fresh blood oozed out once more, leaving a long streak that stretched from beneath Su Lin’s feet to the entrance of the cave, seemingly endless.
Su Lin stared at the blood trail, his gaze as placid as a motionless stream hidden within an ancient well.
As for the rest of the Variant Species Flesh, Su Lin would next proceed with merit-based rewards—a practice every member of the Wolf Clan anticipated eagerly.
