Sander's faith shattered.
His sense of belonging to the Wolf Pack surged at that mont.
Sander devoured Variant Species flesh with large bites,
fortunately, as a Variant Species Human himself, his stomach had strong digestive and adaptive powers.
Eating raw Variant Species flesh didn't cause him much discomfort.
Other Variant Species Humans also didn't experience any discomfort when consuming the raw flesh of Variant Species.
After all, once the Variant Species died, their flesh was no longer tough, becoming tender and tasty, far surpassing the at of Ordinary Species.
Only Tiffany and another regional expert, being Ordinary Humans, felt significant discomfort in their stomachs after eating Variant Species Flesh.
But they forcefully endured this discomfort.
As long as there was food to eat, surviving was all that mattered.
This was their foremost thought at that ti.
Then,
a mont later, following a long howl, the assembled mbers of the Wolf Pack, led by the White Bear, sward out towards the edge of the Land of Adventure!
The fierce and belligerent Little Lone Wolf and the leading White Bear ran side by side in a wild rush!
Once again, it was the Little Lone Wolf charging in the vanguard!
While running, the bloodlust from a month's Hunting began to awaken within the Little Lone Wolf!
"Awoo!"
A loud and rough howl of a wolf echoed through the cold arctic air.
In the pair of Wolf Eyes of the Little Lone Wolf that looked to the distance, the intent for endless bloodshed and slaughter also rose!
For, besides seeking vengeance for Xiao Bai, the Wolf King had also decreed a bloodbath within a three-hundred-mile radius of the Land of Adventure.
This ant that all Species in this area faced only two outcos!
Subjugation or death!
At this mont, the Little Lone Wolf quickly outran the White Bear.
The speed of the Wolf Clan at the sa level far exceeded that of the Bear Clan, not to ntion that the Little Lone Wolf was at a higher level than the White Bear.
Having outpaced the bear, the Little Lone Wolf let out another long howl, summoning his subordinate Wolves,
and began to disperse, running wildly while searching through the Harsh Arctic Ice Plains!
The more than six hundred Wolves spread out two by two at distances of over a hundred ters, forming an enormous search line stretching for miles.
The Wolf Clan moved extrely quickly; even the Peak speed of an Ordinary Wolf could now reach more than twenty ters per second, so a gap of over a hundred ters didn't cause any delays in support.
In such widespread searching, combined with the sharp senses of the Wolf Clan, many hidden Species were swiftly found!
Several Lynxes, even though they hid deep within Ice Caves, were sniffed out by the Wolf Pack!
Growls and screams also resounded in an instant.
These Lynxes were part of the Ordinary Species, and having lived on the Harsh Arctic Ice Plains, they had not had a full belly for a while, being in a state of utter hunger.
How could they be a match for the Wolves, whose Essence, Qi, and Spirit were at their Peak?
A re three to five Wolves attacked, and the throats of these Lynxes were bitten through, their blood spurting wildly from their throats.
But in their eyes still lingered a sliver of consciousness, filled with confusion, fear, and incomprehension.
They did not understand why the overwhelming Wolf Pack from the Land of Adventure had launched such a large-scale operation.
Nor did they know why the Wolf Pack, which hadn't shown any sign of probing or recruiting, had pounced directly upon them!
In fact, within Su Lin's Wolf Pack, there were also Lynxes, and they had tried to recruit from the Lynx Clan in the past.
However, the Ordinary Lynxes, accustod to solitude, had ultimately not joined the Wolf Pack despite the harsh life on the ice.
But they never expected that after their refusal, what awaited them was bloody slaughter!
"Roar!"
Many Lynxes let out pitiful, terrified roars as they faced death.
Yet no Wolf paid any heed to these miserable roars; they were simply carrying out the Wolf King's orders without question.
Nor did any mber of the Wolf Pack feel they were slaughtering the innocent,
as such bloody carnage had long beco second nature to all mbers of the Wolf Pack!
Even the Variant Species with high intelligence did not think there was anything wrong with this!
For, to survive on the Harsh Arctic Ice Plains, every Species understood an iron law:
Survival of the fittest!
This was an eternal cycle of nature that no Species could escape.
In this land of ice and snow, devoid of law and morality, there was no right or wrong, only the strong and the weak!
The Wolf Pack was strong and thus could dominate the life and death of any Species on the Arctic Tundra.
At this ti, while the Wolf Pack ran, the bloodbath continued
Soon, not just the scattered Lynxes, but all hidden Species in the region were unearthed by the large-scale search of the Wolf Pack!
"Roar!"
"Awoo!"
"Whine!"
"Squeak!"
....
The frightened and fearful roars of countless Species resounded across the Harsh Arctic Ice Plains!
In those calls and roars, perhaps there were also signs of surrender or subjugation to the Wolf Pack.
Yet no mber of the Wolf Pack present could understand the cries and roars of other Species.
So unless signaled by the Wolf King, they simply did not stop.
The bloody slaughter continued,
and hundreds of Wolves fully revealed their Fanged Teeth and Talons, fighting even more fiercely.
Each mber sought to show their bravery and valiance in battle to the Wolf King behind them.
The Wolf King held the right to rule over everything in the Wolf Pack,
and every Wolf aspired to be noticed by the Wolf King; perhaps then they could be promoted to a status similar to that of an Ordinary Wolf or Maid Ear, like the Beta Wolves.
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