My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2311 -771: The Wondrous Invitation of God’s Chosen

Although the wolf plague launched by Helsun primarily targets Murphy and his followers, it is absolutely impossible to expect the wolf pack to compromise while the Wolf People hunt Star Realm Wolves to replenish their fresh meat supplies.

There wasn’t enough food near Wasteland Mountain at all, so part of the wolf pack, led by the wounded Wolf Disaster Lord Juper, pushed towards the Blackflame Mountain Pass, where they joined with the unfortunate Lord Wason, who had his head chopped off, but the rest were commanded by Lord Baux to launch one vicious ambush after another on the Wolf People’s ground forces.

This was revenge for the Wolf People hunting Star Realm Wolves to fill their bellies.

This swift and fierce revenge forced Huggesen to divide some forces outside of Shadow Valley to resist these mad wolves while collecting more fresh meat to prepare for a future full-scale advance into Transylvania.

The elite members of the Pī zhǎo Clan had no problem defeating ordinary wolves, but that cunning and ferocious Wolf Disaster Lord was indeed a significant problem. Thus, as the “pressure tactics” in Shadow Valley progressed smoothly, the God’s Chosen of the Hunt decided to take action personally.

It intended to capture and kill that damned Wolf Disaster Lord as a tribute to The Master of Hunting.

Hmm, that Evil God would surely enjoy such a noble tribute, which would also make Him more satisfied with His chosen one.

Poor Old Manse also issued a personal request to Huggesen; it needed some divine blood from the Giant Wolf Lord to aid its recovery.

Under these circumstances, both in reason and emotion, Huggesen had to show some sincerity.

Hunting is a traditional skill of the Wolf People. Following the command from the God’s Chosen, a hunt for the Wolf Disaster Lord Baux was immediately scheduled. By the time Huggesen led fifteen hunting chosen ones into the area where the Star Realm Wolves roamed, his Wolf People had already completed an encirclement.

The fierce Giant Wolf Lord was already trapped in the hunting ground, but it was also very likely that it had actively entered here, treating this as its reverse hunt against Huggesen.

As a Legendary Creature and a direct Blood Descendant of Su, Baux certainly had the arrogance to do so.

It wasn’t as powerful as Helsun, but Huggesen served a still-dormant god, so both sides were about evenly matched, with no overwhelming advantage for either.

The Grand Marshal of the Wolf People looked at the stirred frost fog and the bone-piercing cold wind before him. With a blank expression, he rode the Throne Wolf into it, accompanied by the hunting chosen ones, while the remaining Wolf People hunters continued to hunt those ordinary Star Realm Wolves in the surroundings.

At this moment, Huggesen truly felt he should be thankful to these oblivious giant wolves.

With the Wolf People’s supply lines repeatedly harassed by the Transia People, these “moving fresh meats” greatly replenished the army’s needs. If Huggesen successfully captured Transylvania and occupied it in the future, he must erect a statue for the Star Realm Wolves.

The name was already planned: “The Offering of the Wolf Pack.”

“It is here, hidden within every lethal breath of the ice fog…”

The Grand Marshal sensed Baux’s silent movement through the low visibility of the frost fog. He was not wearing a helmet, not out of arrogance, but because his helmet had been stolen by the Transia People in a previous raid.

He intended to retrieve what was taken from him personally; until then, he’d rather expose his head.

He knew the giant wolf was hiding and eyeing him.

What an arrogant beast, barely even considering attacking the hunting chosen ones. Its target was him from the beginning, which was confirmed as the sound of battles between the hunting chosen ones and Baux’s sons echoed all around. Evidently, this Wolf Disaster Lord also had its elite wolf pack.

“Then come on!”

Huggesen leapt off the Throne Wolf, drawing the blood-hued Tooth of Filth with a reverse grip.

He was in complete harmony with his hunting companions, cautiously advancing while awaiting an attack. At a certain silent moment, the massive figure of Baux appeared stealthily behind Huggesen.

In the stormy gusts of ice fog, accompanied by the power of the Star Realm, a biting strike came in the next instant, but Huggesen’s reaction was faster than it anticipated.

Like a golden-red lightning!

Facing the giant wolf’s lethal throat strike, the Grand Marshal reversed his grip and stabbed the Tooth of Filth into Baux’s mouth. The pain made the giant wolf howl and retreat into the frost fog, leaving a pool of blood and a shattered tooth at the scene.

Huggesen smiled with satisfaction, bending down to collect the blood and also packed the broken tooth, which would make a perfect protective dagger for his soon-to-be-born child.

Such a brief encounter shouldn’t have inflicted such real harm on a Legendary Creature, but Baux’s retreat confirmed Huggesen’s speculation.

The Tooth of Filth in his hand was originally the Holy Sword given to the Nord by the God of the North Wind. It was a weapon made of Su’s sharp teeth, possessing immense deterrence and suppression against all Star Realm Wolves, even a son of the Wolf Father like Baux wasn’t exempt from that symbolic harm.

“Come out! The power of The Master of Hunting entwines the blade, you are wounded, foolish and arrogant giant wolf, I can sense your position clearly; I know my god is siphoning your life and strength.

You have nowhere to escape now!”

Huggesen shouted provocatively:

“From the moment you were struck, you were already dead. Now all you can strive for is a dignified end. I will mercifully grant you release, you poor wretch!”