My Players Are So Fierce

Hog had just finished a conversation with Murphy that spanned almost half the continent and was about to leave the tent for a walk when he suddenly felt something in his bag vibrating.

He opened his bag in surprise and found that the Blood Crystal Stone used to contact the Thorns Duke was shaking, which meant Lady Shani from the Thorn Clan was actively reaching out to him.

This made the Wise Wolf very puzzled.

He had little interaction with Duchess Shani, only previously borrowing the intelligence network of the Thorn Clan and incidentally inviting some assassins to join his “expedition”. However, even Hog knew from the exaggerated descriptions of players that Lady Shani was an exceptional vampire leader.

Such a character certainly wouldn’t bother giving an idle prank call to a werewolf like him, so something must have happened.

He immediately activated the Blood Crystal Stone, and Lady Shani’s Psychic Projection projected from the Crystal Stone into the tent, and Hog was shocked.

Because the background of the Psychic Projection was a building on fire, and Duchess Shani, wearing blood-red assassin leather armor with most of her face covered, stood indifferent in front of the flames, with some Thorn Night Walkers chasing some escaping Goat Men outside the flames.

From this scene, it was clear that the top vampire assassin had just completed a task.

“I am currently in the Dark Mountain Range, some distance away from the Broken Tooth Clan’s territory, but I should be able to arrive within 24 hours. Murphy asked me to contact you, saying you need my help.

Tell me, Wise Wolf, how can I assist you?”

Shani playfully rotated the vampire dagger in her hand and asked casually.

The Wise Wolf was delighted internally and lamented how worthy of respect Sir Murphy was!

He had just vaguely expressed encountering some troubles, and support was immediately arranged. Moreover, it was Duchess Shani, a super assassin, who came—truly a lucky star for Hog.

Not daring to waste the time of the charming Blood race Duchess, he quickly explained the current situation, to which Shani nodded and said:

“So, as long as we eliminate the Broken-Tooth Chief and cause chaos in its command system, your Grey Wolf Army can quickly break through their defense and enter the werewolves’ sacred land, correct?”

“Yes, theoretically, but the Broken-Tooth Chief itself is a Golden One, and this is the territory of the Broken Tooth Clan. Even for you, carrying out an assassination in this unfamiliar place is not easy.”

Hog said:

“Moreover, the Broken Tooth Clan are the descendants of the Secret Keeper to the King of Bone Biting, so I don’t plan to make the relationship too tense. We only need to create an opportunity for us to sneak into the sacred land. Sir Murphy also promised that he would mobilize the Blood Fear Clan from Misty Coast to join this action.

Therefore, you do not need to take the risk to carry out the assassination.”

“Okay, but you need to mark that Chieftain in some way.”

Shani felt relieved when she learned that tactical harassment was required rather than completing an assassination, and instructed:

“As you said, I haven’t been to the Broken Tooth Clan’s territory; I’m unfamiliar with it, so I need target guidance. You should have some marking dust used by the Thorn Clan during assassination operations, find a way to apply it to those targets that need to be assassinated, and you’ll not have to worry about the rest.

I will handle it.”

“Okay, I’ll think of a way.”

The Wise Wolf nodded, and Lady Shani decisively ended the communication.

After the call ended, Hog walked out of his tent, pondering how to accomplish the target marking, as someone like the Broken-Tooth Chief wasn’t someone he could meet easily, especially now that the two sides were enemies.

Unable to think of a method at the moment, Hog felt a bit down and looked up at the barren land in front of him at dusk.

Thousands of tents were scattered across the occupied area, and various Grey Wolf Army banners were flying in different regions, representing the Wolves Players’ divisions of power among them.

In the past, the mere regrouping of so many clans together caused enough internal strife to exhaust the Chiefs. But this problem was well addressed in the Grey Wolf Army; the Shadow Moon Clan under the Moonlight Mad Wolf Brother had been appointed as the “arbitrator” within the Grey Wolf Army, fulfilling military police duties in the camp.

The hulking Barbarian Soldiers arrogantly paraded the Shadow Moon Clan’s war flags through the camp riding Throne Wolves, rounding up fighters and pummeling them if they found any brawl. If blood spilled and people died, things were simple—no matter which clan they belonged to, they were thrown directly into the Punishment Camp, fighting at the vanguard in the next battle. If they survived, their crimes were absolved.

The Grey Wolf Army, however, still operated at a rudimentary level of managing the Wolf People, though this was far better than ordinary clans.

At least in Hog’s view, the army was beginning to show some semblance of order, strengthening the Wise Wolf’s conviction that he was on the right path. The Wolf People’s civilization had seriously degraded, and they could no longer continue their savagery; otherwise, they would completely lose their last chance of emergence.

Just as Hog was preparing to inspect the camp, he suddenly heard the Grand General Bobok and Lady Nanaque arguing in the tent nearby, which perked the Wise Wolf’s ears, prompting him to walk over and lift the tent flap.