My Players Are So Fierce

2174: Chapter 725: Aren’t Grandfathers Supposed to Love Their Grandsons?

Why Is It So Different with You?

2174 -725: Aren’t Grandfathers Supposed to Love Their Grandsons?

Why Is It So Different with You?

Hog’s voice reached Huggesen’s ears, making the Grand Marshal realize something was wrong, but it was already too late.

The consciousness of the two was temporarily separated from their bodies amidst the dizzying whirl, and in the next instant, they were pulled into the peculiar space where the King of Bone Biting resided.

Clearly, all of this was planned by Hog and Felix.

As soon as Huggesen’s consciousness became clear here, he intended to continue attacking, but the moment a figure flashed before him, his massive, agile body was struck and sent flying.

He somersaulted in the air and then landed on all fours like a tiger hunting for prey, ready to launch the next wave of attack.

However, when the fierce Grand Marshal raised his head, his entire consciousness felt as if it had been struck by lightning.

In front of him, the more powerful and ferocious King Frederick the Bone Biting was standing beside Hog with his claws crossed, scrutinizing him with a picky and critical gaze.

Huggesen was shocked.

Under Botana’s arrangements, he had seen his “brother” Gehrman Bonebite from a distance once before.

He knew his unique appearance came from the legendary King of Bone Biting, but he never thought in his lifetime he would actually see his true ancestor.

More shockingly, his ancestor was hidden within the mind of a small, cunning wolf person.

“What are you looking at, little brat!”

Lord Felix was clearly not satisfied with his grandson.

Though this guy inherited his power and talent, Huggesen’s mind was too simplistic and weak to match his potential, and Huggesen had been strengthened with voodoo by the Claw Chief Mother since childhood, which caused certain abnormalities in his spirit.

Especially in the mental space of the King of Bone Biting, even Hog could see the terrible scars on the wolf person’s skin.

“Who made you into such an ugly form?”

Felix scolded:

“How can you allow someone to perform such foolish enhancements on your noble body?

They think they are strengthening you, but aside from hindering your potential release, it serves no purpose!

The creature masters under the creator have sealed the genetic power in every drop of your blood, every piece of meat!

With consistent training, your power can be released continuously as you age, without any need for external embellishments or forced growth.

Dammit!

Those fools nearly ruined you, but there’s still a chance…one last chance for correction.

Speak up!

Why are you standing there dumbfounded?

Is my grandson a mute?”

“Uh, my Lord, he indeed is a mute.”

Hog added fuel to the fire beside him:

“I heard he comes from the Pī zhǎo Clan, and is the adopted son of Claw Chief Mother Botana.

That voodoo master might have burned away his vocal cords.”

“That’s in the outer world.

Here in the realm of spirit, he can speak; he just doesn’t dare.”

Felix sneered:

“Like a young lion stepping into the territory of a mighty lion!

He tells himself he shouldn’t be afraid, but his mind doesn’t follow him.

His instincts tell him that any wrong move will cause me to tear him apart.

Poor creature!

You have no idea how to use my power…Hog, can you let my grandson and me be alone for a while?

I want to teach my poor grandson a bit about being a wolf person.”

“Oh, of course, Lord Felix, I am honored to provide a space for conversation between you two.”

Hog bowed like a standard toady, but before he left, he whispered:

“I have some good news to tell you, Lord Felix, your grandson has already found you a granddaughter-in-law, and you’ll soon have a pair of healthy twin great-grandchildren.”

“Hmph, what does it matter if weak bloodlines continue?”

Felix waved his hand, deliberately provoking Huggesen.

He said to Hog:

“Go out, grab that female!

If this pitiful creature cannot win my favor here, then

kill her and the child inside her!

The King of Bone Biting doesn’t need descendants who are only capable of shame.

Look at him, clearly born to be a fierce wolf yet tamed into a dog by foolish adventurers!

Even if his master is dead, he still doesn’t dare to break the chains.

I don’t even need to guess to know this guy is preparing to do something excessively foolish.

He’s about to exact revenge for someone not worth his bloodshed, perhaps even at a greater cost for this revenge.

How did I end up with such a pathetic descendant?

Go on, Hog, do as I say.”

“As you command, Lord Felix.”

The Wise Wolf chuckled as he exited the spirit space.

At that moment, Huggesen roared and lunged at the King of Bone Biting, knowing he must defeat this ruthless old figure to escape this sinister trick and protect Nanaque and the child within her.

But he is challenging the ruler predetermined for the wolf person civilization since the last era.

He’s challenging the “Khan” from the Golden Age, a conqueror who can choke numerous strong men with a single hand.

Huggesen hadn’t even leaped forward when the King of Bone Biting turned and kicked him back with a lightning strike.

If not in the spirit space, this kick alone would be enough to shatter his heart.

Both are Golden Ones, but their combat experience isn’t even remotely on the same level.

But he cannot just admit defeat.

He rubbed his chest, still intending to continue charging, but saw the King of Bone Biting disdainfully make a gesture for a pause.

Lord Felix said in low tones:

“Don’t bother trying, you are not my opponent.

This kind of fighting is meaningless.

Come over!

Accompany me, a dead man, to talk, let me hear what foolishness you plan to do.”