My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2322 -775: Shadow Valley – The Last Night

“Your Excellency the Divine General, the priests of the Blood Scar Clan report that the mountain is about to collapse, and they are asking when you will initiate the full attack?”

In the cave mountain path of Shadow Valley, a fully armed high-ranking Wolfman Hunter entered the tent where Huggesen was located, only to see the Grand Marshal meticulously handling a Giant Wolf’s Heart that had been shrunken with voodoo.

Beside him were four completed Wolf Fang Daggers, which didn’t look like weapons for adult Wolf People, but the hunter did not dare to ask further or look closely. He just glanced and bowed his head to Huggesen to report the battle situation.

The Divine General nodded, his attention still focused on the voodoo artifact in his hand. While carefully carving with a bone knife, he spoke without lifting his head:

“Tell them to prepare now. Once the army has finished lunch, initiate the mountain collapse to create a direct path to the core of the valley for our warriors. The rest is simple.

Charge in!

Kill everyone who dares to oppose us!”

“Yes, sir.”

The high-ranking hunter felt invigorated, and his eyes shone brightly in the dim light.

The decisiveness of the Grand Marshal was truly satisfying, far more direct than Lord Old Manson.

Indeed, the warfare of Wolf People should be like this — forceful and crushing all dissent. Moreover, our numbers far exceed the enemy’s. The tunnels of those arrogant fools in Shadow Valley have already been mostly destroyed. They can no longer ambush Wolf People’s troops as before.

Under the command of the Grand Marshal, everything is progressing steadily and positively. The Earth Priest of the opposing side, under high-intensity consumption, can no longer rise. It is the perfect time to defeat the Transia People in one push!

With full confidence and admiration, he saluted the formidable Grand Marshal. The story of Lord Huggesen single-handedly hunting a legendary giant wolf had spread throughout the camp, and the meat brought back from Lord Baux’s enormous body had been eaten by the bravest Wolf People. Even the gnolls’ Junior Warlords had gnawed a few bones. This was a confirmed legendary hunt. The Grand Marshal had successfully stirred the slightly waning morale with a personal display of bravery.

If today’s battle wins Shadow Valley, Huggesen would become the absolute leader of this Mixed Army of Claw Split and Blood Scar Clan!

No wonder he’s the Grand Marshal!

Even in such important matters, he still has the heart to attend to his collection, showing the demeanor of a true general. Just like the legendary King of Bone Biting, who would never personally deal with weak enemies. Honestly, if a strong leader eliminates all enemies, what purpose do followers serve?

But in fact, Huggesen didn’t want to personally supervise.

He wanted nothing more than to personally defeat Murphy and declare the spine of Transylvania broken. But the fact is, if Huggesen dares to enter the battlefield, Murphy, who wields strange power, would strike him ruthlessly.

In this intensity of confrontation, once Huggesen is defeated before the Jackal army, his morale would significantly decrease.

Faced with such a situation, someone as wise as Huggesen naturally knows how to make the right choice. He will not appear on the front battlefield, but he will lead the hunting believers and the Voodoo Army, forming a general reserve team ready to handle any issues on the front battlefield.

This is the safest choice. A qualified warrior and leader should know not to expose weaknesses in the face of an enemy that has prepared targeted measures.

He stayed in the tent in the cave, continuing to craft the voodoo ornament from the Giant Wolf’s Heart. Being from the Pī zhǎo Clan, he was quite skilled in voodoo techniques. Botana had personally taught him how to maximize the retention of power in enemy bones for his own use.

Huggesen hopes to send this ornament to his soon-to-be-born child, as a bit of care from him as an imperfect father.

Perhaps because of inheriting the bloodline of the King of Bone Biting, Huggesen’s emotions are much more delicate than those of ordinary Wolf People. However, this unique sensitivity allows Huggesen, as the Hunting Divine, to more accurately grasp the state of the Master of Hunting than the Hunting Priests of the Blood Scar Clan.

He is truly about to awaken!

In every sleep of Huggesen, he could hear the increasingly clear and anthropomorphic voice of the Master of Hunting.

The voice becomes clearer each day, like a supernatural consciousness approaching the material world. Previously, he could only hear the voice and perceive power, but now, Huggesen can close his eyes and see the giant blood-colored Wolf People’s figure.

Like a soap bubble flickering with light, it transforms from the ethereal to the real, until one day in the future, it is born in the subspace among countless Wolf People’s prayers and expands its influence into the material world through faith.

Huggesen previously knew that the birth of the Master of Hunting would cause big trouble, but after becoming the Hunting Divine, being closer to the Master of Hunting, his understanding of this “big trouble” became clearer.

Because he sees it clearly and is deeply concerned, Huggesen said in his heart at the moment of putting down the engraving knife:

“Wise Wolf, I don’t know what you’re doing now… but please, hurry and achieve some results. Lord Felix’s prophesied swamp is right before us. Once the Master of Hunting awakens, all Wolf People will be drawn into that bloodthirsty and dark future.