Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1766: 991: Extinction Arrow, Tenth Heaven Mark!

While the fundamental circumstances may not yet rival those of the Demon Star Lord, the momentum has begun to shift in a more promising direction.

The Demon Prince contemplated that when the moment for the final vote arrived, he might secure a monumental triumph without even requiring further offensives from the Black Sun Tribe. Consequently, he had truly started to view Su Lin as his ultimate savior.

“I possess my own unique methods. Tell me, how many Extinction Arrows are you capable of enduring?”

“An Extinction Arrow is crafted by fusing various destruction-type extreme heaven realm rules into its feathers. It carries dimensional truth that swiftly erodes heavenly boundary marks, the annihilating intent of black holes, and the corrosive essence of the Absolute Domain’s waters. It is a weapon designed to cripple a peak Heavenly Venerate. Since I hail from the Purple Flame Bull clan, my physical constitution is sturdier than most peers at my level; I can take one or two hits without injury, but a third would surely wound me, and five would damage my very origin.”

The Demon Prince gave a straightforward response.

The Extinction Arrow represents a complete tier shift above the Shattering Star Arrow. Its purpose is no longer limited to celestial bodies but is focused on obliterating individual targets.

The lethality of an Extinction Arrow is incredibly sharp, surpassing even single-target foil-level weapons in precision. Only a specialist like the Demon Prince, who has tempered his body to the late stages of a peak Heavenly Venerate, could survive such projectiles.

Most other peak Heavenly Venerates would inevitably suffer wounds from a single strike, and three would be enough to shatter their heavenly boundary marks. Even those possessing half-step taboo level physiques would be forced to retreat before such an arrow, as their bodies lack a qualitative difference from the peak of Ten Heavens, save for their grasp of dimensional truth.

“Very well. Relinquish your stock of Extinction Arrows and your pinnacle heavenly boundary crossbow heavy weaponry to me. Consider this an investment in your bid for authority, rather than a portion of my payment.”

Su Lin had already conceived a genuine master plan. Once put into motion, it would undoubtedly propel the Demon Prince to total ascension, potentially raising his status to rival the legendary prestige of his father.

This path would not only bolster the Ten Thousand Demon System but also secure a steadfast ally for the future struggle over the starry sky. As Su Lin explored the depths of the Blazing Nebula, he recognized a labyrinthine network of over two hundred major clans, none of which were weak.

If the Wolf Pack Civilization continued its isolationist path, it risked standing alone. Currently, the Wolf Pack lacks the foundation to disregard the combined hostility of all major clans in the way the Black Sun Tribe does.

“Agreed! Furthermore, Brother Mo Peng, take these two Ten Heavenly Marks. Brother Tian Gui has stated that once our objective is met, all resources—aside from the ancestral authority of the Ten Thousand Demon System—shall be yours. You may select any four treasures from our system. Simply name your price when you see something you desire.”

The Demon Prince placed his full confidence in Su Lin. Though the promised rewards would incite envy in even a pinnacle half-step taboo fighter, they were a sustainable price for a powerful star nebula clan to pay.

“I require ten single-target forbidden-level foil killing devices!”

Su Lin did not hesitate to demand another significant asset.

These ten weapons were packed with dimensional truth and lethal techniques, sufficient to force a retreat from pinnacle half-step taboos or even forbidden existences who lacked a Fate Altar.

However, standing upon a Fate Altar changed the equation; it granted the backing of the starry sky's will and the collective power of billions of lives. With a single thought, such an entity could channel the three thousand origin rules and the vast energy of the cosmos, becoming immune to standard foil-level threats.

If the gap between a peak Heavenly Venerate and a half-step taboo is a vast world, then the distance between a half-step taboo and a true forbidden existence on a Fate Altar is an entire universe.

They simply no longer exist on the same level of reality. A forbidden existence on a Fate Altar can shatter the eight wildernesses with a thought, wielding the three thousand origin rules to tear through space-time barriers and reach into the river of time itself.

Consequently, forbidden-level foil killing devices are generally only effective for exacerbating the wounds of such beings during their most vulnerable moments.

Su Lin’s request for ten of these devices was not intended for a direct assault on a forbidden existence in their prime. Instead, he aimed to bolster his origin space’s defenses and investigate whether he could glean further dimensional truth from their construction.

“It shall be done! I will have them delivered shortly.”

The Demon Prince agreed without a second thought.

After transferring the Extinction Arrows, six pieces of pinnacle heavenly boundary crossbow heavy weaponry, and two Ten Heavenly Marks to Su Lin, the Demon Prince took his leave from the Star Emperor Hall.

Once he was gone, Su Lin summoned the Twelve-winged Dream Butterfly. He intended to begin merging the six crossbow armaments into the Falling Star Bow. Even if the bow did not fully transform into an extreme heaven realm weapon, its potency would approach that level, far surpassing its current state.

Su Lin wondered: if an expert from the Black Sun Tribe appeared to use a near-extreme heaven realm bow to rain Extinction Arrows upon the Demon Prince’s camp, would the Ten Thousand Demon System be driven to madness? He looked forward to seeing what kind of explosive retaliation the Demon Star Lord’s veteran armies would unleash after such a public humiliation by their long-time enemies.

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Sander and Tiffany were caught off guard, their hearts swelling with appreciation for the White Wolf. They hadn't imagined that participating in the conflict would yield such a bounty of food.

Sander reflected on his time at the Human Fortress. He had been nothing more than a low-level novice there, subjected to constant mockery. Resources in human society were scarce, and precious Variant Species Flesh was hoarded by the elite or high-ranking New Humans. A commoner like him could only dream of such things. Comparing his past to his present, he felt certain he had made the right choice.

To the leaders of the Human Fortress, Tiffany was merely a tool with a shelf life—cannon fodder to be discarded like so many of her peers. During their long isolation in the Arctic, the Fortress had never attempted a rescue, leaving her disillusioned. Realizing that they only needed to prove their worth to receive fresh Variant Species Flesh, both Tiffany and Sander reached a silent, firm resolution.

Su Lin watched their reactions, seeing their genuine shift in loyalty, which was exactly what he intended. He surmised that human civilization had crumbled during the Ice Age, making even small gestures of support highly effective in winning the devotion of these two. It was a small price for Su Lin to pay for their steadfastness. His gaze remained enigmatic.

What a terrifying creature it must be, to have slaughtered the mighty Mad Thunder Skyhawk and then paraded its remains toward the Land of Adventure.

Before the stunned eyes of the local predators, the White Wolf appeared, moving with a speed that defied the eye. A snowy blur flickered like a phantom, leaving no trail behind. In an instant, the White Wolf stood atop a distant ridge, letting out a howl that echoed toward the sky, beckoning the White Wolf Pack deeper into the Arctic wilds.

The image of that silver-white wolf burned itself into the memories of the watching predators. It was a sight they would carry for the rest of their lives, unable to forget the presence of that majestic beast. To them, this White Wolf was the most formidable entity they had ever witnessed; its power was incomprehensible, and its piercing gaze instilled a primal, unshakable terror.

Under the sky of eternal day, the Land of Opportunity was shrouded in thick clouds. A heavy, somber pressure hung in the air, signaling an imminent storm. Freezing gusts and intense cold gripped every corner of the Land of Adventure. All creatures retreated, hiding in the shadows to escape the biting winds, waiting for the chance to hunt for blood and flesh across the frozen wastes under the gaze of countless hidden eyes.