As Mike savored his delicious burger, the booming thunder continued to reverberate, and the tide of battle shifted dramatically.
Several arrows pierced through Vladimir's river of blood, and the Nature Elf Envoy broke free from her restraints.
Above the Valley of the Fallen Wolves, the wilderness wolf's howl echoed.
[I was ant to enter the Temple of Truth, yet I hid here for years. As punishnt, when my true form appears, it must endure a full-powered blow from the current Wolf Alpha.]
[Ten seconds. If I can end the fight within ten seconds and retreat into the Temple of Truth, I'll survive!]
The wilderness wolf explained its predicant to the Nature Elf Envoy.
Without a word, the pale-faced Nature Elf Envoy nocked another arrow, aiming to kill Vladimir.
However, as expected, Dracula intercepted every single arrow.
The Nature Elf Envoy had other tricks up her sleeve, but she knew deep down that the battle was no longer hers to win.
Ultimately, she was only level 989. Against the combined might of Dracula, Vladimir, and the man in white, she stood no chance.
Mike finished his burger and asked, "Did any of you guys catch what it just said?"
Dracula and Vladimir nodded in unison.
A black whirlwind erupted from the Valley of the Fallen Wolves, hurtling towards the trio! "Roar "
Only ten seconds!
In an instant, both sides took their positions. The wilderness wolf pressed the attack, while Mike and his companions focused on defense.
Survive these ten seconds, and victory would be theirs!
Dracula and his river of blood ford the first line of defense.
"10!"
The wilderness wolf within the black whirlwind charged forward, its claws tearing through the river of blood.
Dracula couldn't withstand the full force of the attack, his blood-red figure fading slowly.
Even in his dying monts, a sinister glint flashed across Dracula's face.
"Let blood witness the fall of Vampire Prince!"
Instantly, the wilderness wolf's entire body erupted in boiling, evaporating blood, dyeing its fur crimson as if it were a blood wolf!
After a few shaky steps, the wilderness wolf, in a re two seconds, shook off Dracula's dying curse!
In his pri, Dracula was a force to be reckoned with, equal to the wilderness wolf in strength.
Though past his pri, a curse fueled by Dracula's life force was not to be underestimated! "Seven seconds left!"
Vladimir's voice quivered, laced with sothing akin to despair, as he witnessed Dracula's demise.
"That old fool is playing the emotional card!"
They were blood clan elites. Death, to them, was never the end, rely a brief respite on a long journey.
Similarly, Dracula wasn't truly gone. Given ti, he could be resurrected within Mike's private space.
However!
Dracula had sacrificed himself as a shield, giving his life to protect Thor, who didn't even need saving...
He had thrown his life away. How could Vladimir possibly compete with that?
This whole "out-commitnt" ga would be the death of him...
Stay safe, stay away from pointless competition.
Dracula was gone, by his own choice.
Vladimir gritted his teeth, knowing there was no backing down now.
The river of blood behind him contracted into a sphere. The Poseidon decoy appeared before it, swallowing it whole!
In an instant, the Poseidon decoy glowed with an eerie red light, seawater swirling around it as the sound of crashing waves filled the air.
This was no longer a river of blood!
It was... a Blood Sea!
To outdo Dracula, Vladimir had recklessly modified the river of blood!
Of course, this was just a prototype.
The newly ford Blood Sea was incredibly unstable, its surging power threatening to erupt out of control at any mont.
And that's exactly what Vladimir was counting on!
Boom-
The out-of-control Blood Sea, along with the Poseidon decoy, slamd head-on into the wilderness wolf!
Even in its pri, the wilderness wolf found it difficult to cope with the blood clan's relentless suicide attacks!
"Damn it, are these bloodsuckers not afraid of death?!" the wilderness wolf roared, struggling within the Blood Sea.
It couldn't understand.
Why were the blood clan, the most cowardly of the Lower Three Races, displaying such insane
bravery today?!
Could it be...
The wilderness wolf's gaze darted towards the man in white, a shadow of realization crossing
its eyes.
Could this mage be the Blood Ancestor?!
That seed to be the only explanation for both Dracula and Vladimir's willingness to die!
By the ti the wilderness wolf broke free from the Blood Sea, two seconds had passed.
Five seconds remaining!
A triumphant smirk played on Vladimir's lips.
His mission was accomplished!
Thor had a skill that granted five seconds of invincibility. Once the current Wolf Alpha struck,
the wilderness wolf would surely perish!
However, to Vladimir's utter astonishnt, the wilderness wolf completely ignored him,
charging straight towards Mike!
"What the...? Hey, co on, at least kill before you go!"
Fusing the river of blood with the Poseidon decoy and then self-destructing had left Vladimir utterly spent. He was so weak that even a seventeen-year-old without awakened abilities could probably take him down with a single punch.
And yet... the wilderness wolf was just going to leave him be?!
Vladimir panicked!
With a desperate surge of determination, he cried out in a voice filled with mock indignation,
"You despicable stink wolf, attacking by surprise! I'll never..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Vladimir collapsed.
The wilderness wolf glanced back, utterly dumbfounded.
It hadn't killed Vladimir, so why was he dead?!
Regardless, Vladimir's death had bought Mike another precious second!
Four seconds remaining!
Fate's Reversal can last for five seconds.
Mike didn't just stand there waiting for his doom. He raised Thor's Sea, eting the enemy
head-on!
"4!"
The wilderness wolf tore through Thor's Sea with unstoppable force, the golden lightning
ocean crumbling before it!
"3!"
The wilderness wolf lashed out with its claws, aiming straight for Mike's heart!
"2!"
At the very last mont, Mike activated Fate's Reversal!
He had been forced to use it after all!
Even so, their performance was nothing short of remarkable.
Mike, Vladimir, and Dracula, the three of them, had held off the level 994 wilderness wolf for
a full ten seconds!
"1!"
The final second.
The previously frenzied wilderness wolf ca to a halt, its gaze fixed on the Valley of the
Fallen Wolves.
A fissure ripped open above the valley, and an overwhelming aura surged forth.
The current Wolf Alpha... had arrived!
The wilderness wolf tensed, every hair on its body standing on end, a low growl rumbling in
its throat.
It was a primal instinct, the reaction of a beast backed into a corner!
The pressure emanating from the current Wolf Alpha... was utterly terrifying!
Before the eyes of everyone present,
A colossal, blood-red flail materialized above the Valley of the Fallen Wolves.
The flail descended with blinding speed, striking the wilderness wolf squarely on the head,
crushing it into a pancake with effortless ease.
Everyone on the battlefield was stunned by the sheer power of the attack!
The Nature Elf Envoy didn't even try to flee, her eyes wide with shock as she stared at the spot
where the wilderness wolf once stood.
The wilderness wolf, reduced to a flattened ss of flesh and bone, was dead beyond a doubt.
Slain by an unremarkable flail.
Even more terrifying was the fact that the ground beneath the wilderness wolf's body
remained completely unscathed!
A single blow had obliterated the wilderness wolf, yet there wasn't a hint of energy leakage.
It was a testant to the attacker's overwhelming strength, their mastery over power bordering on the divine.
As everyone stood frozen in stunned silence, Mike, too, was struck speechless.
He never could have imagined...
That the current Wolf Alpha was none other than Maxen!
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