Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1728: 973: The End of an Era (Part 2)

The situation shifted into a total rout the moment the Nightmare Army merged with over a dozen Peak and Ultimate Venerables.

The various Star Nebula Great Clans were left with no choice but to form desperate alliances, hoping to scavenge a few scraps of fortune and resources from the periphery of the battlefield.

Such is the law of the jungle and the manifestation of the Heavenly Dao Laws.

The Wolf Lord had already shown these Star Nebula Great Clans great mercy by not intervening personally; consequently, they felt little resentment regarding the outcome.

However, the leadership of the Phantom Demon and Black Sun Tribes quickly focused their attention on the commander of the Nightmare Army.

Despite being tainted by Illusion Demon Power and saturated with Illusion Demon True Intent, the powerful Shadow Origin and Illusion Origin radiating from its form were undeniable.

The experts of the Phantom Demon and Black Sun Tribes realized the truth instantly!

They surmised that after the Wolf Lord destroyed the "Nightmare," the Wolf Pack must have claimed the "Nightmare’s" legacy. This was the only logical explanation for why the Fifth Vein’s most powerful Vein Master had surfaced here.

Yet, as they observed the Illusion Demon True Intent completely eroding the consciousness of this supreme Vein Master, the high-ranking members of the Phantom Demon and Black Sun Tribes fell into a grim silence.

It was clear that the commander was beyond saving.

Even if the Lord of the Black Sun Tribe were to personally purge the Illusion Demon True Intent, the commander would be left with no memories. He would be nothing more than a blank slate, stripped of his Secret Art Talent, Life-taking Art, and all accumulated combat experience.

Suppreing their internal grief, the Black Sun Tribe leaders turned their focus back to the urgent task of plundering the resources and treasures within the Radiant Sun Tribe’s strongholds.

A sharp juxtaposition emerged on the battlefield: the various factions were aggressively carving up the Radiant Sun Tribe’s wealth, while the billions-strong army of the Radiant Sun Tribe filled the air with their cries of sorrow and despair.

In the midst of this chaotic contrast, time began to flow quietly by.

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Months vanished in the blink of an eye!

The struggle to dismantle the Radiant Sun Tribe’s strongholds persisted for several months, driven by the sheer scale of the tribe's fortune, which seemed as vast as an unending sea.

The treasures and resources stored within their bastions were truly beyond count.

Finally, the campaign for the Radiant Sun Star System’s strongholds reached its official conclusion several months later.

The Wolf Pack Civilization emerged as the dominant victor, claiming roughly sixty percent of all fortune and resources. Though the remaining Star Nebula Great Clans felt a sense of injustice, they had no choice but to accept their lot.

Furthermore, these clans withdrew the bulk of their military forces to the outer edge of the nebula surrounding the Radiant Sun Stars.

Despite their significant contributions to the Wolf Pack Civilization during the conflict, this was the dark starry sky where power ruled. Because they had been the last to switch sides and had negotiated no formal terms, they remained uncertain and anxious about how the Wolf Pack Civilization would ultimately treat them.

During these intervening months, the captured members of the Radiant Sun Tribe were systematically transported to Earth for reintegration under the Wolf Pack Civilization’s authority.

They were restructured into two massive military divisions: the Blazing Angel Army Group and the Flame Angel Army Group!

Additionally, the Wolf Pack Civilization officially struck the title of the Radiant Sun Tribe from existence.

This act signaled the definitive end of the Radiant Sun Tribe’s era as a supreme Overlord and brought the unprecedented Battle of the Haori Star System to a close.

The ancient powers that once ruled have almost all crumbled to dust through three massive Star Wars spanning millennia. Entities like Uranus, Neptune, Jupiter, Saturn, Mercury, Venus, Mars, and even the Radiant Sun Stars—once world-dominating forces—have vanished like drifting smoke.

Only the Wolf Pack Civilization remained standing, ascending as the undisputed Overlord of this system!

Even the remnants of the Jupiter Star Group’s Ancestor Level army, numbering nearly two trillion, were dismantled and absorbed into other military wings of the Wolf Pack.

Unlike the Radiant Sun Tribe, the species within the Jupiter Star Group were already fragmented. Dispersing them did not interfere with the stacking of their secret techniques, ensuring their combat effectiveness remained intact.

The entire Haori Star System now fell under the jurisdiction of the Wolf Pack Civilization.

Yet, this Three-Day Unified System World was so vast that the Wolf Pack could not monitor every corner, allowing hidden threats to take root in the shadows.

Upon learning of the Wolf Pack's total triumph, the Veteran Peak Heavenly Venerables of Bright Sun, Shadow Demon, and the Red Sun Empire began frantically infiltrating the system with scouts and undercover agents.

Bright Sun and Red Sun, being nearby five-level star systems, viewed this rising New Star Dominator with extreme caution, though none dared to provoke them openly.

Direct intervention or invasion remained a daunting prospect. Even with a Space-Time Altar, moving a massive army required staggering resources and thousands of sequential jumps.

The maximum range of a Space-Time Altar was limited to billions of kilometers, and the cost of operating a Star Sky Altar was astronomical.

This explained why the Star Nebula Great Clan that previously backed Jupiter only sent elite combatants rather than a full-scale invasion force. The Undead Army Group was an outlier, as their lack of physical forms made space-time transit far less costly.

Regardless, the scarred Three-Day Unified System World was finally united under one banner.

The flag of the Wolf Pack Civilization was planted across every major planet in the system.

Simultaneously, the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly and the Dream Guards broadcasted an official proclamation throughout the wilderness of the system.

This was the Wolf Pack Civilization’s formal decree to all inhabitants: an invitation to all wandering experts, minor factions, and unaligned Star Nebula Great Clans to gather on Earth to celebrate the unification.

The Wolf Pack Civilization announced a national feast lasting ten years to honor the system world. During this time, the system would be renamed, and rewards would be bestowed upon the Exotic Beasts and factions that aided the unification.

This event served as the first bestowal of honor by the New Star Dominator, marking the official dawn of a new age.

The longevity of this era would depend on their ability to govern this miraculous, unified system, for ruling a star system is often more grueling than conquering one.

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Standing before Meng Hu, Su Lin looked down at him with a gaze as cold and indifferent as if he were looking at a corpse.

A terrifying aura of lethality washed over the Invincible Fierce Tiger. The barely-breathing Meng Hu gasped, feeling like a piece of meat on a butcher's block. The sensation of being completely at the White Wolf's mercy nearly broke his spirit. He could not comprehend why the White Wolf had bothered to retrieve him from the ice and bring him back to the Land of Adventure instead of killing him on the spot. Though fear of the unknown consumed him, his shattered body left him unable to resist. Within the White Wolf's personal domain, any struggle was meaningless.

Su Lin watched Meng Hu with the detached air of a high lord inspecting a newly acquired slave.

“Howl—” Su Lin let out a low, soft command to his kin, signaling for them to take the dying Siberian Tiger away and keep him under strict guard.

The Wolf Clan members obeyed immediately, dragging Meng Hu away. His festering wounds scraped against the ground, leaving a continuous trail of fresh blood that stretched from Su Lin’s feet out of the cave.

Su Lin watched the trail of red, his expression remaining as tranquil as the water in an ancient well.

As for the remaining Variant Species Flesh, Su Lin would soon begin the distribution of rewards—the moment the Wolf Clan members looked forward to most. To them, nothing held more value than food.