My Players Are So Fierce

“Old Sunk can use the bio-pod to imbue himself with the trait of ‘longevity,’ which indicates that those bio-pods can similarly enhance these second-generation hyena men created specifically for combat and security in other aspects. Perhaps this is precisely the ‘military enhancement’ plan of the Eden District Management Committee, with thirty bio-pods behind, Hog must make the most of this advantage.

1000 people!

He must have at least 1000 super hyena men warriors under his command.”

“We need a model…”

Triss said, then both she and Murphy’s gaze fell on the Grand General Boboke not far away.

At this moment, the Grand General was in an extremely excited state of mind as he admired the ‘ancestral relics’ housed in the Civilization Museum, those mementos of valor recorded during the Golden Era by ancestors who risked their lives for the cause of defense, those incomprehensible yet undoubtedly powerful weapons.

And this holy land that could never be crafted by human power! Along with the projection that interprets the entire process of the rise of the hyena men’s ancestors from birth to prominence.

This all proves that Boboke’s choice was not wrong!

When everyone in the clan mocked him as a foolish person with grand ambitions but little talent, only Boboke himself believed that following the Wise Wolf would surely lead him to create a great career.

Hahaha, now he stands in the land of ancestral glory, gazing upon the splendid past of his ancestors, infusing his own mind with courage and strength to fight against the filth of the Evil God.

So now!

Who is the real fool?

As the number one loyal hound under the Wise Wolf, Boboke cast a proud sidelong glance at his bewildered sister beside him. Compared to his firm resolve, Nanaque, who had always harbored doubts about the Wise Wolf, now looked as if her worldview had been reconstructed after a disaster.

But she was smart and possessed a wisdom rare among hyena men, allowing her to more genuinely realize the significance of everything before them in the Civilization Museum than Boboke.

This absolutely couldn’t be a counterfeit conjured by the Wise Wolf.

This means everything the Wise Wolf said along the way was true, the origin of the hyena men was even more insane and noble than she had imagined in her wildest dreams, which meant that the intelligent Nanaque couldn’t even use ‘ignorance’ as an excuse to deceive herself.

The Master of Hunting is not the destiny god of the hyena men!

In front of the true faith in the creator, it was just a despicable clown intent on corrupting the civilization of the hyena men!

The true enemies of the hyena men are not the civilized faction, but the warp demonic brigands who have sought to invade the material world since the times of the ancestors.

The Master of Hunting above… ah, pfft! Creator above, this is indeed an incredible truth and fact.

Murphy flashed beside Hog, whispered a few words to him, and the Hog, wielding the “Wise Wolf” power armor, nodded, then loudly announced in front of the new converts:

“Offspring of the creator, protectors of world order, descendants of the secret keepers, we have opened the sacred land to welcome back ancient true faith, but it’s not enough!

The creator, through the transmission of the great King of Bone Biting, sealed the power of the ancestors in this sacred land.

We are about to wage war against those scoundrels trying to corrupt us and lead us to degeneration, which is an unequivocally just war. We need brave vanguards and fearless commanders to regain our noble nature.

Therefore, I am announcing to you all with supreme honor!

The first ‘Guardian of Creation’ of our era is about to be born among you, it will become the pioneer for all hyena men, dedicating everything to the great cause of the creator, and thus step into legends and myths…

Boboke Blackeye, step forth!”

Hearing his name called by Hog, Boboke shuddered, but then he realized this was surely the generous Wise Wolf taking this opportunity to commend his bravery and loyalty along this journey, and since he indeed was among the first batch of hyena men to convert into the true faith of creation, he was wholly deserving of this profound honor.

So with a frank heart, he strode forward, took off his still blood-stained battle helmet, and knelt before Hog, under the gazes of the surrounding hyena men.

“I ask you, General Boboke, are you willing to renounce your worldly reputation, from henceforth dedicating yourself wholeheartedly to spreading the true faith of the creator, offering everything?

Are you willing to step into the Pool of Power of the creator, drink the blessed wine under the witness and blessing of the ancestors, becoming the backbone for the reconstruction of civilization among hyena men?

Are you willing to become the successor of the sacred tradition of the Guardian of Creation in this era, wielding weapons left by the ancestors, donning armor filled with honor, fighting against every adversary of creation on battlefields until a new dawn?”

Hog asked loudly with a sense of ceremony, and at this moment, Boboke was too excited to contain himself, as a young brat eager to achieve great deeds, impulsive and not skilled at thinking, he wouldn’t have embarked on this dangerous root-seeking journey otherwise, fooled by Hog in a few words.

Under Nanaque’s worried gaze, her foolish brother almost shouted without hesitation:

“I am willing! This is the greatest honor of my life! Please bless me, Messenger of Creation, bringer of hope and light!”

“Very well, then remove your armor and step into the creator’s place of power.”

The Wise Wolf waved his hand.

The power armor, full of strength, moved with it, making promises like a steel giant deity.

Murphy, who was observing, was the first to clamor for applause, and he nudged Triss beside him, making the Blood Vulture Duke reluctantly join in the cheering, with other vampires acknowledging the scene by clapping sparsely to express their congratulations to the Grand General Boboke.