Chapter Thirty-Three: The Wolves Come to Pay Their Respects
Interstellar Magic Clan (Book No. 1000587) [Honorary Production of Phantom Knight's Fourth Editorial Department]
Mechanical modification, pharmacology, mineral research, metal alloy...
It seems like it all belongs to alchemy as well.
A fallen demon tribe alchemist in a world dominated by technology, what kind of storm will he stir up!
A very good book, friends who like it can go and take a look.
"This is... Moon Wolf King???"
Time and space seemed to have solidified at this moment because of this sentence.
The three Blood Wolves stared blankly with their mouths agape, their eyes fixed unblinkingly on the little wolf in the cage.
In a certain dark corner of the car, something also shook slightly.
The Moon Wolf King...... The legendary Moon Wolf King... is now standing right in front of me.
And yet, this seems... to be a newly born Moon Wolf Cub?
That's right... Moon Wolf Cub...
The wolf pack outside is looking for their king... It must be because the brutal Blood Wolf discovered the Moon Wolf King's exposed aura, which is why they rushed to rescue from afar.
The event had a breakthrough start, and everything became clear in Liu Feng's mind.
"MD, being played like a monkey and becoming a cheap scapegoat."
After knowing the whole process of things, Liu Feng was furious.
With a fierce stride, he grabbed Hua An's face, which was somewhat crazy, and kicked him in the abdomen.
Hua An was knocked flying by the massive force and slid slowly down the car's corner onto the car board, suffering a severe impact that caused him to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Liu Feng kicked out with his right foot again after kicking Fei Hua'an, and it landed squarely on a piece of curtain behind him. A black shadow flew out from the curtain and heavily smashed onto the wall of the carriage.
Heiying was just about to see Hua'an being harmed by Liu Feng and wanted to go forward and kill him.
She lightly coughed up a small mouthful of fresh blood, wetting a small piece of black gauze, those big eyes staring stubbornly at Liu Feng's face full of killing intent, getting closer and closer.
"I think I've told you before... there won't be a third time, right?"
Liu Feng crouched down, his tone gradually turning cold.
The shadow remained silent, still stubborn.
A true energy gathering between fingers, quietly condensing, as if it's really going to strike and kill the woman in front of him.
Feeling the faint murderous aura between the fingers of the young man in front of him, Ying Er remained unmoved.
The black silk rustled softly, and a dry, unpleasant sound arose.
"I will take you..."
"In your own voice, I really dislike this tone."
Liu Feng's eyebrows slightly furrowed, and he said in a cold tone.
A hint of inexplicable something flashed in the big eyes of the shadow.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Of course, what she thought in her heart, she wasn't stupid enough to say it out loud.
"I will defeat you." A crisp and cold voice came out from under the black veil once again.
Liu Feng's eyebrows rose, and he lowered his head, the warm breath they exhaled could be clearly felt, and the shadow was a bit flustered, shrinking its body backward.
"What do you want to do?"
Looking at the girl's flustered appearance, Liu Feng let out a disdainful snort.
"I just want to see what's under that veil of yours, how ugly your face is, and why you're too afraid to show it all day."
Her right hand reached out gently, wanting to pull down that thin black veil.
"Ah."
In the strong and stubborn eyes of Ying Er, a look of panic finally appeared, and she let out a cry of surprise, pressing her body tightly against the back of the carriage, her hands holding the veil firmly in place behind her.
Liu Feng's mouth slightly curled up, his voice suddenly turned cold, but the words were not directed at the girl in front of him, but rather at Hua An in another corner.
"Are you done pretending? I know exactly how much force I'm using on myself. At most, it's just going to make you spit out some of your excess blood."
Liu Feng's cold voice also brought the three people who were stunned back to their senses.
The three of them were still the leaders of a high-level mercenary group after all, and with some thought, they also understood the cause and effect of the situation.
Xue Lang took a deep breath, his fists clenched tightly, clearly restraining an enormous anger.
The dead prisoner's face was expressionless, but his eyes seemed to be spitting fire, and his eagle-like giant hands made eerie noises.
Bao Gang took a deep breath, similar to a wolf's, trying to dissipate his anger, but...
"I just can't help it."
A loud roar, a violent charge forward, an iron fist accompanied by the sound of breaking through the air, fiercely smashing towards Hua An.
Bao Gang didn't have Liu Feng's grasp of the Inner Strength Technique, judging from this punch's momentum, if it were to hit Zhong Hua'an, he would undoubtedly be dead for sure.
The figure in the distance didn't even notice the danger posed by this young man, and let out a blood-curdling scream:
"No."
Fists of wind are swift and fierce, waves of air pressure come in succession.
Just as everyone thought a tragedy was about to occur, Abu's fist suddenly turned and heavily printed on the side panel of Hua An's car.
The vehicle shook violently under the impact of such a huge force and then returned to normal.
Bao Gang let out two loud breaths and gave Hua An a fierce glare.
"Don't think I don't dare kill you, although your Huajin business is powerful, but I also crawled out from a pile of dead bodies, damn it."
Ying'er saw the situation and took a deep breath, her body moved slightly as she activated the Stealth Thief Technique, preparing to hide in a corner.
Liu Feng's mouth twitched, his right hand suddenly shot out and grasped at the empty air.
A small piece of black silk suddenly appeared out of thin air and floated down to the ground, accompanied by a faint sigh.
"You..."
"Your veil is dirty, let me help you take it off."
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Liu Feng walked to Bao Gang's side and pulled him up. He coldly smiled at Hua An, who still didn't move, saying: "You're not getting up? If you really don't want to get up, then I can help you with that, so you'll never have to get up again."
His tone was murderous, and it seemed that he had really lowered his good impression of this cunning old man to the lowest point.
Hua An's body shook slightly and then slowly got up after a while.
An aged face, filled with despair.
"Ah, now you know what we're transporting too, are you going to continue with the mission?"
Xue Lang let out a cold laugh: "Old man, are you dizzy? Do you know what you're transporting? That's the Moon Wolf King, not an ordinary wolf. The ones that have come from outside so far are just ordinary brutal Blood Wolves, but the Moon Wolf King's personal guard, the Blood Silver Wolves, haven't even appeared yet. Are we going to continue with the task? Do we want to die early?"
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"Wooo... Aaaa..."
A loud and piercing howl suddenly rose up from the car door and came in.
This howl of wolf is completely different from the previous brutal and bloody wolf howls.
The howling is filled with a certain kind of pride.
"The Blood Silver Wolf has arrived..."
A low murmur, lightly echoing in the car.
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What appeared before everyone's eyes was no longer just a sky full of blood color, but a huge wolf with a silver sheen amidst the redness, scattered all over the ground.
The wolf pack around us has stopped its attack.
They stepped forward with reverence and arrived behind a large pack of Blood Silver Wolves.
Look up at the sky and let out a long howl.
The howling of wolves echoes across the sky.
When all wolves run together, all other beasts retreat.
As soon as they heard the howling of wolves, the demons hastily pulled their legs and ran away in the direction farthest from the wolf pack.
Tens of thousands of sixth-order Blood Silver Wolves, hundreds of thousands of Brutal Blood Wolves.
The combat power that can easily destroy an empire.
Such a vast array, on the prairie, quietly condenses.
