My Players Are So Fierce

Old Senke was so agitated, he almost suffocated in front of Murphy and Hog.

When he collapsed, Murphy quickly called Triss to treat this “living fossil of the Hyena Man.”

Although it was unclear how Old Senke managed to break through the lifespan limit of the Wolf People and live to this age, it was certain that with the help of this stubborn old man, the enmity between the Grey Wolf Army and the Broken Tooth Clan could end in a more dignified manner.

“He’s at least one hundred thirty years old, right?”

While Triss was administering first aid to Old Senke, the King of Bone Biting temporarily retreated to Hog’s consciousness. Felix was also very weak, so it was better for him not to come out if possible.

Having reclaimed his body, Hog looked at the unconscious Old Senke with a sense of awe and said in a low voice:

“In Lord Felix’s memory, I saw that Chief Senke was already over thirty when he was dispatched back as the Secret Keeper. This guy has lived twice the normal age of a Wolf Person, and suddenly I realized that Chief Mok might not be Senke’s son but rather his grandson.

No wonder he’s not so convinced about this Hyena Man Sacred Land stuff.

He’s just defending the territory out of family tradition, but he himself doesn’t actually know what this place means to the Wolf People.”

“But he will soon find out.”

Murphy glanced at Old Senke, who was slowly opening his eyes, and said to Hog:

“Immediately have your guards escort Chief Senke to the Broken Tooth Clan’s headquarters to stop the war as quickly as possible. Oh, and have Nanaque go along.

We’ll first take a look at the internal structure of this Civilization Museum, and once the war calms down, we need to have Boboke, Chief Mok, and the superintendents and chieftains of the Broken Tooth Clan and Grey Wolf Army come together to ‘admire the divine relic.’”

This is your critical moment to officially declare yourself an heir of the creator; the venue and everything needs to be arranged.

Hopefully, you’ve prepared your speech in advance, Hog. There isn’t much time to draft one now.”

“I can do it, Master Murphy. I’ve been preparing for today all along my journey.”

Hog said confidently, then turned his head to look at Old Senke, who was staring at him in a daze, and softly explained the relationship between the King of Bone Biting and himself to the venerable old Wolf Man.

Upon hearing about the death of the King of Bone Biting, the latter sighed deeply, but when he heard that Lord Felix had returned this time to save the donward-spiraling race and bring the Wolf People back to their great mission, Senke became excited again.

This was the King of Bone Biting he remembered!

Failure was not enough to dispel Lord Felix’s kingly demeanor; his heart was always filled with the civilization of the Wolf People. Only such a king is worthy of the eternal allegiance of all Wolf People.

The Master of Hunting?

Bah!

What kind of foolish evil god wants to steal the show in front of the King of Bone Biting?

Pathetic foolish gods should first endure the onslaught of my king’s punitive army before talking; evil gods or whatever—they weren’t left untouched during the Fourth Black Disaster…

“This exoskeleton on you, did you get it in the Civilization Museum?”

Murphy saw Old Senke awaken and leaned over to ask.

The old Wolf Man initially wasn’t interested in responding to the vampire, but after Hog explained Murphy’s identity to him, and realizing he was also a big shot in the creator’s hierarchy, Old Senke coldly explained:

“This creator’s armor was personally bestowed upon me by my king when I accepted his order to guard this place. Along with this set of protector’s uniform I’m wearing.

My king believed I possessed the most loyal and resilient virtues among the Wolf People and was enough to fulfill the great mission entrusted by the ancestors of the Wolf People. Thus, my king personally granted me the holy duty of being the ‘Civilization Museum Protector.’

I am the first Wolf Man warrior of this era to return to the great tradition.

Like my king, I believe in the order of the creator, and the ultimate force gifted by the creator to the Wolf People is hidden within this Sacred Land… Save your efforts, vampire… officer.

The weaponry here can only be used by those Wolf People warriors permitted to carry out the great mission!

This is also my duty to stand guard here!

I must protect the ‘King’s Treasury,’ the most important thing for my king. As long as this place stands, when my king returns, he can effortlessly form an invincible army to flatten all those in this world unwilling to submit to the creator’s order.”

“So, there’s a lot more equipment like what’s on you in the Civilization Museum, right?”

Murphy squinted his eyes.

Indeed, that Felix guy has some thoughts; he wasn’t completely truthful in the Baphomet Underground Palace. His insistence that Hog must find the Civilization Museum wasn’t just about retrieving the noble faith for the Wolf People but had more practical reasons.

To withstand the attack of the Master of Hunting’s elect and kill the Evil God in Moss Valley, the equipment needed an upgrade. But since Felix insisted that Hog had to bring Murphy here, it showed that the King of Bone Biting didn’t intend to hoard these items.

He planned to present this creator’s equipment as military gifts to his superior.

Not bad, this security chief who had made mistakes had many thoughts, but he indeed stood firm on the crucial matters.

“Hog, after the players of the Grey Wolf Army are resurrected, give each of them a set of such exoskeletons as a task reward for this main storyline.”

While Old Senke was about to prepare to stop the war, Murphy gave secret instructions to the Wise Wolf: