Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1802: 1009: Blood Battle in the Starry Sky, Radiant Sun's Military Soul
Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
A collision pitting six hundred billion against over ten billion represents merely a minor clash within the expansive cosmos.
Nevertheless, this minor clash has now drawn the attention of powerful factions across a hundred light-years, all keen to discover the eventual victor.
Amid this fierce carnage, the Undying Cockroach Army Group got a covert order from the Silicon Stone Man King, prompting one segment of the Undying Cockroach Army Group to surge even more wildly toward this location!
However, despite the Undying Cockroach Army Group's desperate push, reaching this spot is bound to require months.
Meanwhile, the remaining forces of the Wolf Pack Civilization would need years to arrive.
Thus, everything hinges on the Wolf Group Vanguard Army maintaining their defense.
The fight for supremacy stands as the ultimate draw in the Dark Starry Sky, though these battles invariably demand endless minor losses.
Merely the lowly figures from the Sea of Star Sand chase after gains and bloody sustenance,
while every exotic beast in the Wolf Pack Civilization fights fueled by authority, devotion, clan loyalty, plus benefits and supplies.
Hence, they endure even when outnumbered.
Especially as the Hao Ri Clan's Emperor’s daughter bellowed across the starlit void, the twelve wings of the Holy Angel unfurled behind her, and her Holy Angel bloodline blazed fully to life and stirred.
Deep within the Angel Race's core burns the drive to smite wickedness and foster virtue, to champion righteousness,
save for the Fallen Angels, every branch of angels, even those separated from their origins, embodies pure benevolence.
Just like the Lord of the Radiant Sun!
Should the Lord of the Radiant Sun mirror the Jupiter Empress by betraying alliances in the ultimate conflict, it would undoubtedly provoke the mighty might of the Red Sun Empire, Bright Day System, and various great families!
“Kill! You bunch of opportunists, besides looting, attacking, and harvesting weak clans, what else can you do? Just a pack of bloodsucking parasites!”
Right then, the Hao Ri Clan's Emperor’s daughter lost all restraint, unleashing her supreme arts to their utmost.
The Radiant Sun Heaven Eye instantly skewered the head of a minor faction's leader before her, followed by her extending a golden holy jade palm to crush another minor faction leader's skull.
Yet shortly after, deadly strikes from the other four masters at the Peak of Eighth Heaven struck!
Boom!
The formidable frame of the twelve-winged Holy Angel endured savage pounding until chunks of flesh tore free, transforming the once pristine, regal Princess into a figure soaked in gore.
Still, she clenched her jaw, stubbornly demolished the two minor faction leaders she'd just clashed with, and even unleashed her Radiant Sun Heaven Eye wide open, determined to erase them foremost!
“Ah!!! What are you four doing? Kill her quickly! We’ve been stuck at the threshold of Peak of Eighth Heaven for far too long, in terms of foundation we surpass her greatly!”
A minor faction leader shrieked in dread via spiritual will.
But he failed to grasp that if a Holy Angel's frame could be equaled through mere foundation, then why exalt top-tier Star Sky Geniuses?
Though these six minor faction leaders had reached Peak of Eighth Heaven, deemed unbeatable among peers and capable of scarcely rivaling Nine Heavens powerhouses, they remained no match for such an aberrant frame at equal rank!
This marked the Hao Ri Princess's inaugural plunge into such ruthless combat, short on battle savvy and bereft of the Lord of the Radiant Sun Holy Angel's inherited Life-taking Art; otherwise, a mere ten breaths would suffice to slay them!
Even thus, the Hao Ri Princess ignited the battle fervor befitting a Holy Angel, with divine radiance flooding the starry expanse.
Her twelve wings flared wide, hurling the other four minor faction leaders backward,
But swiftly annihilating two Peak of Eighth Heaven masters proved immensely taxing for a Hao Ri Princess devoid of legacy, who had advanced solely through personal insight across just ten thousand years.
Following repeated attempts to destroy them, as her vitality plunged sharply, the surviving four minor faction leaders struck once more.
In a flash, the Hao Ri Princess spilled blood anew through the cosmos, baring bone in numerous spots across her form, yet her Holy Angel's Heaven and Earth Dharma Aspect stood firm, her figure defiantly upright amid the stars.
This body commands the heavens.
Even under endless ambushes from equals, its core endures unscathed.
“Kill! All Flame Angels battle fiercely! To defend our name, and also to defend the name of my grandfather! Even if we, the Hao Ri Clan, are defeated, we’re from a Righteous Clan, standing diametrically opposed to evil!”
The Hao Ri Princess lunged forward again, ripping those two pathetically frail minor faction leaders into the Origin Space, then sweeping the leftover four aside in a broad arc.
Seeing the Hao Ri Princess's unyielding might, none dared scorn her as green anymore; each channeled their divine sense to rally their subordinates, merging into the assault on the Hao Ri Princess.
And this eased the pressure on the Flame Angels, particularly as they beheld the Hao Ri Princess's gory struggle; those who had yielded to doom, forever deeming themselves lesser in the Wolf Pack Civilization, now felt their buried pride stirring gradually!
“Kill! The Princess is right! The Lord of the Radiant Sun is a kingly majestic ruler, the Emperor’s Son is a valiant hero on the final path, even the Princess can howl proudly in the starry sky, we must defend our name! We stand in absolute opposition to evil!”
Certain Hao Ri Clan War Generals bellowed too, amid sprays of foe blood.
“Hahaha! Fine! Even I shall gamble everything, and go crazy once more! With this battle, let those arrogant soldiers of the Wolf Pack Civilization see whether they can achieve such results under these circumstances! Even if we die, we will drag these Sky Star Evil Demons down with us!”
Veterans of the Hao Ri Clan, eyeing the Hao Ri Princess, recalled the eras trailing the Hao Ri Emperor and Emperor Hao Ri.
Tears glistening in his eyes, one veteran reignited a battle fervor long asleep for over ten thousand years, and the Hao Ri Clan's main force surged alongside, unafraid of demise.
Such a spectacle, relayed via Mirror Crystal, reached the Wolf Pack Civilization's Central Army Camp and the Blazing Angel Army Group led by the Golden Jade Demon Deer.
Su Lin observed this desperate fray with blank composure, harboring no urge to act.
For he had dispatched the Hao Ri Princess and Flame Angels ahead exactly for this purpose.
This cherished offspring of the Hao Ri Clan truly met his hopes.
Besides, Su Lin's moment to engage had yet to arrive. Stepping in now would signal that his Wolf Pack Civilization, upon deploying its full strength, faltered against a disjointed Star Sky Demon Power lacking unity or kin bonds?
…
Facing Meng Hu directly, Su Lin regarded the tiger as if it were already lifeless, his gaze cold and detached.
A crushing aura of peril instantly swathed the Invincible Fierce Tiger's entire being, forcing the weakened beast's ragged breaths to deepen sharply; in that instant, Meng Hu sensed himself as mere prey awaiting the blade on the White Wolf's block, this dread nearly shattered his resolve—the Invincible Fierce Tiger couldn't fathom why the White Wolf spared him a direct end, instead hauling him from the frozen depths back to the Land of Adventure; waves of terror toward the unforeseen flooded Meng Hu's core, yet in his battered condition, resistance proved impossible, and even inner turmoil availed nothing on the White Wolf's domain, within the Land of Adventure.
Su Lin appraised the Meng Hu before him, akin to a supreme lord assessing a captive slave he'd retrieved, his eyes brimming with contempt.
“Aw–” Su Lin uttered a subdued howl to the adjacent Wolf Clan, directing them to haul away this near-lifeless Siberia Tiger and secure it tightly.
The nearby Wolf Clan responded swiftly, with several uniting to pull Meng Hu off, his gashes scraping the earth as they dragged him, crimson leaking afresh from the festering sores, a slender crimson streak trailing endlessly from beneath Su Lin's paws beyond the cavern.
Su Lin stared at this bloody mark, his face serene as a tranquil abyss.
Regarding the leftover Variant Species Flesh, Su Lin planned merit-driven allocation next, a ritual the entire Wolf Clan awaited breathlessly, for to them, sustenance trumped all.