Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1824 - 1020: Infiltrating the Wolf Pack’s Base! (Part 2)
Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
Beyond that, the Pig Forces brought to this location
may escape the notice of the Wolf Pack Civilization, yet it's far from just the ten trillion spotted by Shadow Unit One; in fact, countless Ancestor Level Pig Forces suffered momentary body fractures before getting pulled into Origin Space.
A tactic like this would inflict serious harm on the life force of those Pig troops.
It could potentially lead to wounds in their Origin.
After all, entry into Origin Space demands that one isn't a creature tied to Origin Space.
That's why such approaches remain almost unheard of in the entire Nebula.
Utterly without precedent, incredibly scarce through the ages!
Yet the Sea of Star Sand employs savagely harsh techniques, forcing almost twenty trillion from every Pig Force gathered across twenty light-years.
When combined, along with the initial defenders at the Nineteenth Gate, the Sea of Star Sand's troops assembled here surpass forty trillion!
Forty trillion!
Just this level of military power matches the combined might of numerous lesser Star Nebula Great Clans!
What's more, on this occasion, the fourth and fifth groups, plus the Illusion Ghost Clan, each boast several hundred foil-level killing devices, right?!
All of these represent key powers inside the Sea of Star Sand!
This time around, every faction in the Sea of Star Sand has gone all out.
The Star Sand Master has done likewise!
The transmission Space-Time Altar they used stands at the pinnacle of quality, achieving Divine Speed close to ten times light speed.
It manages to shift billions of complete armies, though the expense defies comprehension.
A massive relocation like this, involving tens of trillions of troops, has essentially drained over half the Sea of Star Sand's reserves.
Should this fight fail, disorder would erupt.
In contrast, the Fallen Angel's intermediate Space-Time Altar only shuttles billions of troops, which looks insignificant next to the elite Space-Time Altar's handling of tens of trillions—a minor effort versus a colossal one!
Still, it forced the Fallen Angel to suffer heavy losses!
Right now, in the Wangshu Edge Zone, an epic star war on par with countless core star conflicts is set to ignite.
This monumental clash could impact up to a hundred million trillion, or perhaps two or three hundred million trillion troops, along with every influence in a thirty-to-forty light-year span!
Don't overlook the ultimate hidden ace at the Wolf Pack Civilization's core in the Sky Wolf System!
Remember, the Fallen Black Angel leads over nine thousand million elite fighters, securing third place in the Sea of Star Sand and demonstrating their prowess from various angles.
Their ranks include nothing below Quasi-Sovereigns at the lowest, with two or three million Sovereigns and hundreds of thousands of Half-step Heavenly Venerable elite troops!
Above all, led by the Fallen Black Angel, these ferocious outlaws can assemble an Extreme Heaven Realm battle array!
This highlights the Fallen Black Angel's talent for uniting the wills of strange beasts!
Furthermore, the Star Sand Master's three hundred million convicts form the mightiest contingent, all reaching Heavenly Boundary Third Level and able to tackle several foes at once.
When deployed wisely, this elite force turns into the deadliest weapon.
Everyone dreads them!
At their peak, they can slay a Half-step Taboo, or strike unexpectedly to shatter a lesser power!
Even amid the main frontline, two or three million trillion Ancestor Level troops, lacking sufficient foil-level killing devices and ample Star Sky Mother Ship Groups, stand no chance against them!
At present, the Fallen Black Angel activates his Space-Time Altar, conveying the bulk of his elite forces while also slipping the Ninth Prince of the Radiant Sun inside successfully.
Inside the Wolf Pack Civilization, the Ninth Prince of the Radiant Sun, aided by countless undercover agents from the Star Sand Sea, has forged ties with various veteran factions still devoted to the Radiant Sun Tribe, plus certain mid-to-upper dissidents in the Wolf Pack Civilization.
Together, they're plotting a coup that will shake the universe against the Wolf Pack Civilization's central base!
All the while, the Fallen Black Angel stares at the three-day synchronous system, sensing its vast life force from a distance, his gaze burning with raw avarice and longing.
Cast out by the Angel Clan ages ago, he roamed the cosmos until this Age, reaching the Blazing Nebula.
From the Age's dawn, he laid eyes on the star system built by his own kind.
Even then, he'd plotted to seize it as his own.
But as a Fourth Level Peak star system, he lacked the solo power to conquer it.
So the Fallen Black Angel aligned with the Sea of Star Sand!
Building his power up to now!
Such a shame that the kin who roused the Overlord Holy Angel has already fallen; otherwise, taking his family's base would have brought ultimate satisfaction!
Luckily, though, the old Radiant Sun Stellar System now blazes brighter, radiates more intensely!
With three suns illuminating the starry expanse over nearly ten light-years, seizing this base would grant him the shot at founding a supreme clan!
Only through forging his own epic legacy could he earn the right to strike back at those who banished him from his ancestral clan!
Unlike the Lord of the Radiant Sun, the Fallen Angel embodies pure malice, nursing hatred over the tiniest slights!
He refuses to release the bitterness of his exile from the Angel homeland and the brutal nomadic existence in the stars!
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In a spot where the Bear Clan clusters, sharing space with the White Wolf Pack, they've started grasping the significance behind the White Wolf's cries, so they joyfully respond with "howl howl howl" from the cavern. This plentiful gain has cemented their devotion to the White Wolf even more.
Su Lin values how this conflict has intensified his pack's allegiance, so he bestows ample prizes on those who charged into the fray with him, building an even deeper bond among the beasts. Over the years, Su Lin's group will keep surging in strength, emerging as the invincible Arctic ruler across the frozen wastes!
Once he's honored the Wolf Clan and Bear Clan, Sander and Tiffany draw Su Lin's focus. He'd foreseen these two humans battling for life beside the Wolf Clan.
Su Lin plans to groom these humans as his envoys, so he grants them bountiful gifts—two hundred pounds of meat each for Sander and Tiffany, sufficient to last them a while.
This catches Sander and Tiffany off guard but swells their thanks toward the White Wolf. They never imagined joining the struggle would bring such a feast.
Sander finds himself thinking back to his time in the Human Fortress, where as a lowly newbie, he faced constant ridicule and abuse. Plus, with resources so scarce in human society these days, rare Variant Species Flesh always went to the elites or tougher New Humans; folks like him never tasted it. Against that old existence, he now confirms his decision anew.
For Tiffany, back in the Human Fortress, she served as a handy instrument for the leaders. Unlike her many helpless peers nearby, she remained just another piece the top brass could toss aside. After so much time in the Arctic alongside Sander, with no rescue from the Human Fortress, her spirit had turned icy. Witnessing how effort here earns fresh Variant Species Flesh, Tiffany and Sander share a firm commitment.
Su Lin reads their faces, their true appreciation matching his goals exactly. He nearly foresees human society's collapse in the Ice Age, so for these two, even minor favors will spark unbreakable fidelity. Why would Su Lin pass up such a rewarding deal? His gaze gleams with wonder.
What an mighty species it has to be, overcoming a Mad Thunder Skyhawk of such awesome power and boldly hauling its remains to the Land of Adventure.