Doan and his subordinates’ loud laughter, along with the screams and roars of the Black Wolf Tribe, mingled together.
Another child was caught. Max couldn’t hold back anymore. Transforming into his Snow Wolf form, his hind legs kicked off, and he jumped directly from the high cliff into the middle of the battlefield.
The Giant Snow Wolf rampaged horizontally and vertically, rushing into the midst of countless beastn without hesitation, charging straight towards Doan.
Whether it was the Golden Lion Tribe, Tiger Tribe, or Leopard Tribe, anyone who tried to block the way was knocked flying by a paw without exception. The force was so great that a single blow could knock a beastman unconscious, instantly leaving several deep claw marks on their bodies.
"How can there be a Snow Wolf person! This can’t be a Snow Wolf person!"
Doan was so terrified he couldn’t speak clearly. He himself felt his words were contradictory, but he couldn’t describe it.
This Snow Wolf appearing suddenly in front of him had a body three or four tis larger than a normal Snow Wolf!
A beastman’s body was already huge. The Snow Wolf was a large beastman, and its original beast form was slightly smaller than that of the Golden Lion, Tiger, and Leopard tribes, yet bigger than a human house.
But this Snow Wolf was almost as big as a small mountain! Yet Doan could still recognize that this was absolutely not a magical beast, but a beastman!
He raised his head in horror to look at the Snow Wolf that easily knocked away the powerful beastn under his command one by one. In just a few breaths, it arrived in front of him. Only then did he belatedly realize he needed to run.
Without ti to think too much, Doan lifted his legs to flee. Before running, he pulled a trusted subordinate in front of him, trying to temporarily block this strange and fierce Snow Wolf person.
With an expressionless face, Max bit into the Golden Lion tribesman who had just put shackles on the Black Wolf people. His sharp fangs pierced through the man’s body in an instant, and fresh blood imdiately sprayed out.
Disgustedly throwing the heavily injured and screaming Golden Lion tribesman aside, he exerted slight force with his feet. His body leaped high, reaching Doan in a single jump.
"You... you... who exactly are you? Why attack ? The Black Wolf Tribe are traitors to the Wolf Tribe; why are you saving them!"
Doan was scared pale, opening his mouth with false bravado.
Having been an elder for a long ti, he hadn’t gone into battle personally for ages. Doan had once mocked that stubborn guy Sunflower, but now he began to regret not training himself.
Max looked down at him from above. After condensing the beast core, this was also the first ti he fought in beast form. He felt infinitely lighter than before. Beast Origin Power surged like a river turning into an ocean; his body was even stronger, and the attacks of beastn hitting him felt like scratching an itch.
Especially since his beast form was even more massive, when he looked down at this beastman from above, the opponent was truly too weak to withstand a single blow.
He didn’t answer the other party’s question. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a bad feeling imdiately rose in Doan’s heart. The next second, piercing pain ca from his shoulder.
Having been in a high position for many years, Doan lived in comfort every day; how had he ever endured such treatnt? He scread in pain and looked down, seeing two sharp claw tips protruding from his shoulder. This Snow Wolf person, without saying a word, had pierced through his shoulder from behind.
Doan guessed in his heart that the other party had seen the scene of him having his subordinates shackle the Black Wolf people. Holding back the pain, he wanted to sophist. Unexpectedly, the next second, the other party simply lifted his claw, hoisting him up!
Unable to bear it anymore, Doan scread with a twisted face. His bones and flesh were pierced through; as long as the opponent’s claw moved, piercing pain would transmit from the wound. Originally, this was the thod he specialized in using to torture slaves. He never expected there would be a day he would fall into this plight.
Unknowingly, the tragic battlefield had also stopped. The Black Wolf people and the Kingdom’s beastn all looked at the Giant Snow Wolf with fear and incomprehension.
The Black Wolf people took the opportunity to support their heavily injured clansn and picked up the two old beastn who had died in battle, preventing them from being trampled again. They didn’t have ti to mourn for their kin; this Snow Wolf who suddenly rushed in was terrifyingly strong. Although he seed to have saved them now, the hatred between the Black Wolf people and the Snow Wolf people was known to everyone.
They simply didn’t dare to relax their vigilance. Only the parents of those children didn’t have ti to be wary of this suddenly appearing Snow Wolf person; instead, they looked painfully towards the children, wishing they could imdiately rush over and snatch them back.
Hundreds of children were all stuffed into nets, and the Kingdom’s beastn placed them together. Countless terrified little black wolves tried to squeeze next to their companions, absorbing each other’s warmth, fearfully trying to find their parents among the clansn in front, only for their gazes to be blocked by the bad guys.
Doan was lifted like a piece of dried at by the Giant Snow Wolf’s left claw piercing him. With the wolf’s steps, he let out miserable screams, just like the beastn he had tortured.
Fear, shock, and worship for unparalleled strength appeared simultaneously in the eyes of the beastn.
Beastn respected strength the most, and the Giant Snow Wolf in front of them was terrifyingly strong. He walked through the battlefield like a at grinder, yet there wasn’t a single wound on his body. Even the blood couldn’t leave any trace on that silver-white fur.
Doan, who had always been arrogant and conceited, had also been one of the six great generals who established illustrious rits for the Golden Kingdom before becoming an elder. But now he had no ability to resist, just like the slaves they had captured, hanging like a dead fish on the Snow Wolf’s claw.
This Snow Wolf just walked over step by step in front of tens of thousands of beastn. The beastn present held their breath from tension at so point.
Under the powerful pressure, so of the Kingdom’s beastn wanted to retreat, but with the Elder in the opponent’s hands, they could neither attack nor retreat, and could only wait for an opportunity.
The condition of the Black Wolf people was much more miserable. Max didn’t stop, walking straight through the encirclent of the Kingdom’s beastn to stand in front of Nathan.
The surviving Black Wolf warriors imdiately used their scarred bodies to block in front of the Young Patriarch, trying to impede the Giant Snow Wolf’s steps.
"All of you step down."
Nathan could no longer maintain his clean, tidy, and noble image. His hair was ssy, and his delicate face was covered in wet blood, looking extrely wretched.
But he wasn’t afraid. He calmly ordered the surrounding warriors to retreat. He knew that with the strength of the Snow Wolf in front of him, if he really wanted to act against him, such behavior was completely aningless and would only increase casualties.
"Greetings, Lord Snow Wolf. Thank you for helping us. I am the Young Patriarch of the Black Wolf people, Nathan."
Not knowing the Snow Wolf’s intention, Nathan took the initiative to show friendliness.
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