The Battle Axe ca crashing down. The One-Eyed Wolf King's thick fur couldn't withstand the blow, and its entire head was chopped clean off.
The severed head flew off and hit the ground, but the body remained standing, blood gushing from the shoulder wound. Only after two or three seconds did the body react and collapse.
Even Lance didn't react imdiately to this scene, because anyone could see the relationship between Warwolf and the One-Eyed Wolf.
As a normal person, Lance simply couldn't understand this completely unprovoked attack.
Never mind him; even Grendel, who was familiar with the Mountain Barbarian Tribe, was stunned for a mont.
But Warwolf's actions didn't stop there. He threw aside the Battle Axe in his hand, reached into the Wolf King's corpse through the cut, and rummaged around.
The next second, he violently ripped out a still-beating crimson heart and, without any hesitation, bit into it.
SQUELCH!
Warwolf bit into the heart, and the hot, tallic blood instantly filled his mouth. As he chewed, blood even overflowed from the corners of his mouth, making his already wolf-like, inhuman face appear even more savage.
He swallowed the adult-fist-sized heart in two or three mouthfuls and imdiately sared the fresh blood onto the statue.
Lance saw the statue's originally dim spiritual glow suddenly flare. The black wolf entangled with the Wolf Spirit instantly turned into a puff of black smoke and was sucked back into the statue.
But what was even stranger was that as Warwolf chanted sothing, the black smoke didn't return to the statue. Instead, it fiercely drilled into Warwolf's body. In just a breath, the statue lost its Spiritual Essence and glow.
"Damn it! He's forcibly performing an advancent ritual!"
Grendel finally realized what was happening. A look of terror appeared on her face, and even from beneath her mask, the strong emotional turmoil in her voice was audible.
"What do you an?" Lance couldn't help but press.
"He's seizing the One-Eyed Wolf King's bloodline to forcibly advance to Legendary! Without a complete ritual, doing this is purely courting death! He's a complete madman!"
No wonder Grendel hadn't reacted imdiately. The Legendary advancent ritual is extrely complex. It requires the tribe's deity, a Priest, and extensive preparations.
She had never imagined Warwolf would forcibly conduct the ritual under such circumstances. This was simply courting death.
Lance also understood Grendel's reaction. The sources of power for Transcendents were mostly bizarre and twisted, requiring various prices to be paid.
Every step of a ritual is indispensable, a path explored by predecessors with their lives. Therefore, a complete ritual represents safety.
Even novices just entering the Supernormal Realm knew that an incomplete ritual itself signified terrifying consequences. Suffering a backlash from Supernatural Power wasn't as simple as just dying.
But Warwolf made this choice without hesitation. No one knew what he was thinking.
After devouring the Wolf King's power and the Wolf God's Power residing in the statue, Warwolf's consciousness seed to have beco sowhat abnormal. His face beca increasingly contorted, and even his speech started to beco slurred, eventually turning into howls.
"I've had enough of these tedious formalities..."
As he said this, he reached up and grabbed the Wolf Fang necklace around his neck. Only this ti, he wasn't trying to suppress the power within his body; he directly tore the necklace off and threw it away.
At this mont, a white wolf with clear eyes appeared beside Warwolf, its form like a Wolf Spirit's Spiritual Body.
Only Lance, with his bursting inspiration, could vaguely perceive that the true form constituting the white wolf was the remnant souls of past chieftains.
If the pack's alpha wolf died within the tribe, it would likely also beco a part of it, injecting power into this Extraordinary Equipnt and providing Sanctuary for future generations.
It was precisely these remnant souls in the Wolf Fang necklace that had always helped Warwolf control the power within his body. However, that ended today.
ARGH... AWOOO!
The mont the Wolf Fang necklace left his hand and lost its restriction, the changes in Warwolf's body finally beca irrepressible.
His face was distorted and elongated by a bizarre power, and sharp fangs grew out.
Simultaneously, his posture twisted uncontrollably. A dense series of bone-popping sounds erupted from his body, crackling and popping like frying soybeans.
CRACK! SNAP! POP!
His already exaggerated physique visibly and abruptly grew taller. His four limbs were stretched and twisted by grotesque movents, the tips of his knuckles completely transforming into terrifyingly sharp claws, and his legs beca reverse-jointed.
After his form changed, the ssy clothes on his body seed to constrain him, making him uncomfortable. With a casual tear, he completely stripped them off, revealing the dense fur that was uncontrollably and rapidly growing on his body.
The entire transformation was actually completed in just a few breaths. Warwolf's body had been distorted by a bizarre power, and his whole appearance was like a man who had turned into a wolf.
Except, this Werewolf stood upright, and the intimidation it brought was even more terrifying.
And at this very mont, the eyes on that wolf's head suddenly snapped open, revealing wolf-like, blood-red, bestial pupils. However, no rationality could be seen within them, only complete madness!
AWOOOO!
Following a howl, the Werewolf that Warwolf had transford into completely awakened. A terrifying pressure burst forth from its entire body—the pressure of an apex predator.
The surrounding soldiers were inevitably intimidated by this, so even unable to bear it and hurriedly retreated, their faces showing expressions of panic.
This truly couldn't be blad on them, because even Grendel instinctively wanted to step back. The nightmare Warwolf had brought her seed not to have ended because of this, but instead beca even more terrifying.
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