Chapter 1060: Chapter 617: Senro Tribe, Pointing Towards South China!
Besides,
Black Rat, who had already conquered two Blessed Lands in the Northern Cold Region under the Theological Alliance, was leading the Rat Tide to devour everything in its path and reveling in its power. Suddenly, an indescribably overwhelming montum crashed down upon the Blessed Land closest to the Theological Alliance.
There was no need for too much speculation; Black Rat instantly understood that the Left Protector of the Theological Alliance had arrived.
Days ago, the Theological Alliance had already issued a proclamation—how could Black Rat not know this?
It simply hadn’t anticipated that the Left Protector of the Theological Alliance would deliberately wait until the Wolf Pack’s army was fully mobilized and had no spare capacity before launching an attack on the Blessed Lands under Black Rat’s control.
“Hehe, the so-called strongest ally? I think the Theological Alliance’s Left Protector just wants to see others die so he can save himself.”
Having just swallowed a captive True God of the Theological Alliance and chewed twice, letting a bit of crystalline blood seep from the corners of its mouth, Black Rat’s small black eyes glead with a trace of disdain.
Indeed, if this Left Protector of the Theological Alliance were genuinely concerned about the Humanoid Shadow and the rest of the Theological Alliance’s army, they should have attacked Black Rat long ago—diverting its attention to alleviate the pressure on the Humanoid Shadow and disrupting the Wolf Pack’s strategy. Why wait until now?
Launching an attack only now, aside from self-preservation, what other motives could there possibly be? Black Rat could think of none.
So, having waited long enough, Black Rat revealed for the first ti a cold, uncompromising killing intent. It then let out a sharp howl, one that was heard by every mber of the Rat Tide scattered across the two Blessed Lands.
Even those that didn’t hear it could feel the vibrations deep in their bloodline.
The nourishnt of the bloodline was never just about increasing Black Rat’s cultivation—it also penetrated the very souls of the entire Rat Tide.
In response to that sharp howl, the entire Rat Tide surged forth, converging into a Fortune Formation, swarming toward Black Rat with a relentless montum. Their sheer numbers surpassed even that of the Northern Desert Sandworm Clan and could rival the might of the Undying Cockroach Clan.
Black Rat itself moved as well, its mind stirring to conjure an enormous avatar of an Exotic Rat in mid-air.
Recently, everyone heard only the towering reputations of the Godspeed Golden Eagle, the Lone Wolf King, and the Black Demon Mink. Who would have known that Black Rat had climbed to the status of Supre Sovereign not long ago!
So today, although Black Rat lacked the colossal ambition of the Godspeed Golden Eagle—seeking to beco the true War King, the unparalleled figure in the Wolf Pack second only to the Wolf Lord—it wasn’t without its own ambitions for a Wolf King’s crown.
Were it not for the imnse deterrence the Wolf Lord had exerted over Black Rat, and the fairness it had shown since unifying the Southern Territory Mountains, Black Rat might already stand as the sole claimant to kingship among the creatures of the Wolf Pack!
Even the once-arrogant Northern Desert Sandworm King, who had stirred up massive upheaval, was nothing more than a flick of the finger to Black Rat now!
For the weak Northern Desert Sandworm Clan, whether in terms of numbers or individual combat strength, they were utterly inferior to the Rat Tide!
Throughout the world, apart from the Undying Cockroach Clan and the long-unseen Antarctic Insect Tribe and Red Fire Ant Swarm, no other faction could rival the Rat Tide.
“Squeak! Squeak! Squeak!”
The cacophonous cries of the Rat Tide, resembling the roar of ocean waves, echoed across the entire Northern Cold Region.
The colossal avatar of Black Rat charged directly, head-on, toward the towering old figure standing in its path.
…..
Along the coastal defenses of Dragon Country,
particularly near the shores of the Northeastern Three Continents, countless tens of millions of Wolf Pack mbers had amassed. In the most densely packed sections of the army stood nurous of the Wolf Pack’s top Exotic Beasts, side by side.
Black-striped Wolf, Maid Ear, Cold Cicada King, Arican Murderous Scorpion—each was either an Apocalyptic Level or nearly ascending to Half-step Supre Sovereign status, representing the most powerful top War Generals.
At the front stood Fox-tail Algae, gazing out at the vast expanse of the Pacific Ocean waters. Turning to the many top War Generals of the Wolf Pack, it transmitted a grand spiritual will: “The Wolf Lord has commanded us to hold the coastal defenses, guarding against the Deep Sea Tribe and the Human-Snake Tribe. Does anyone have any thoughts?”
This spiritual communication from Fox-tail Algae rendered the many top Exotic Beasts of the Wolf Pack silent.
After all, they had no clue what the Heavenly Fox King intended to convey.
The Deep Sea Tribe aside—it was a dominating force, occupying the boundless deep seas, and its true strength remained unfathomable and unrivaled.
But the re Human-Snake Tribe?
To speak candidly—what even were they?
The tribe’s leader, the Eight-Headed Serpent, was a sycophantic opportunist, living on scraps from the clashes of greater powers. Was such a pitiful faction even worth the Wolf Pack’s concern?
Thus, Fox-tail Algae’s ntion of the Human-Snake Tribe inspired nothing but scorn from the top Exotic Beasts of the Wolf Pack.
But soon, another spiritual will from Fox-tail Algae caused all of them to collectively turn and fix their gaze upon it.
For the first ti, the top Exotic Beasts of the Wolf Pack let loose a cacophony of competitive howls.
No one had anticipated it—the Heavenly Fox King’s thoughts aligned perfectly with their own!
Then,
after a brief mont, Fox-tail Algae—whose strength had gained subtle improvents after countless fierce battles—let out a long howl. It imdiately conjured a clone, leading the Black-striped Wolf, Maid Ear, Cold Cicada King, Arican Murderous Scorpion, the Grassland Wolf King’s offspring, Wolf Sister, and a host of the Wolf Pack’s top War Generals, as well as the most elite force of tens of millions of Wolf Pack Exotic Beasts, in a direct march toward the Pacific Islands thousands of miles away.
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