Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1837 - 1027: Radiant Sun Tribe, Complete Submission!
Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
The true battle prowess of the Illusion God stays shrouded in mystery, given his deep immersion in the inheritances and hidden arts of every clan!
His roots trace back to the Heavenly Clan, an origin that itself bestows unparalleled prestige!
Yet, he harbors little affection for his mother's kin.
For the Heavenly Clan burdens itself with endless regulations and this vague notion of lofty loyalty!
Simply due to his blood resembling that of the Heavenly Destiny Chief, his role as a vessel was sealed from the start!
Why must this be?
Why offer himself up to revive a long-dead elder?
All for a mere shot at bringing back the fallen one!
Every being deserves its own destiny and chosen road, even if it ends in demise, provided it's a path freely picked.
A fate dictated by the clan is nothing more than an imposed path from outside powers!
Thus, while fellow clansmen might embrace such a lot with open arms!
He refuses to yield!
From his early years, the Illusion God endured rigorous body training under duress, but he covertly absorbed the core forbidden methods of other lineages from the maternal clan's archive.
He forged himself into a furnace, refining every doctrine!
Solely to demonstrate to all that he surpasses the departed ancient figure of the Heavenly Destiny Clan!
Despite his prodigious gifts that stun the world, he couldn't shatter the iron grip of clan edicts!
In defiance, he turned against the Heavenly Clan!
He even aided the Star Sand Master and those imprisoned outcasts in fleeing the Heavenly Clan's confines, eager to witness if any could truly defy fate to the bitter end!
He first sought the Star Sand Master, but now his gaze shifts to this fabled Wolf Lord!
He relishes observing these defiant souls press on,
For should these warriors triumph, it signals that he himself might shatter his scripted doom!
Provided the enigmatic "Unspeakable" Mr. Eight can best him in combat!
After all, if he falters against his own limits, how could he ever challenge the heavens' decree?
No soul grasps the Illusion God's desires, nor fathoms his next moves?
But the Illusion God understands clearly: he yearns to shatter his fated chains!
The Star Sand Master toiled in this realm across countless epochs, forging a wicked regime that drew ruthless pirate kings from across the stellar voids, building it to its current might—all to defy his own cursed path?
As a branded criminal, the Star Sand Master's birth of this vile order drips with true wickedness!
He seeks to ascend beyond his transgressions, to confront the Heavenly Destiny Clan that once crushed him and his band into oblivion with ease, demanding the why and the cause!
No one embodies the ultimate villainous scourge of the stars!
It's merely the harsh trials of countless races that propel them down these inescapable trails!
Yet a road with no retreat remains forever barred from return, once stepped upon, reversal is impossible!
Such is the tale of the "Nightmare"!
The Star Sand Master follows the same grim course!
And the Illusion God... stands as a mere scripted piece on fate's grand board, bereft of any route to choose!
All his present defiance amounts to mere ripples in destiny's endless current.
When the moment of ultimate surrender arrives, he and his ragtag allies will vanish in an instant's whim!
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"Hahaha! Not fierce enough! Is this the best you cosmic bandits can muster?"
In this very moment, not far off in the starry abyss, the Hao Ri Princess finds herself utterly besieged.
Still, she bellows in wild fury, her haughty and untamed spirit will inspires the surviving five trillion veterans of the Hao Ri tribe to stand fearless and resolute, charging madly just like in the days they trailed the Lord of the Radiant Sun and Emperor Hao Ri!
They've reignited the fierce pride of wielding angelic lineage and the glory of their once-dominant clan.
Yet the Hao Ri Princess now mirrors a elite commander from the Wolf Pack Civilization.
Gone are the chains of old customs, the self-righteous titles, or the bonds of mortal norms,
Through wave after wave of brutal clashes, she evolves much like the Roach Emperor.
Bold to the brink and embracing every savage edge!
This wild strategy ignites pure thrill in her and her loyalists, freeing them from all constraints to unleash raw fury!
They just need to outlast, to inflict deeper agony on the foe!
No surprise that every fighting unit in the Wolf Pack Civilization, even amid the earlier clashes for dominance in the Haori Star System, dove headlong into the fray!
For the rush of casting off all limits, unleashing forbidden brutal tactics and dark schemes without restraint, proves utterly intoxicating!
This frenzied high can drive countless alien beasts to cast aside their dread of dying!
At least for a fleeting while!
And once the terror creeps back, the grief over lost brothers only buries that fear deeper still!
"Kill! Strike their soft spots! Shatter one flank first, and crush the skull of whatever side howls the fiercest!"
In these euphoric frenzies of war, countless Hao Ri commanders lose themselves to berserk zeal.
They're slaying with unbridled passion, and even a command to cease would barely slow their rampage!
Both armies clash in savage, blood-soaked fury.
Thanks to the Hao Ri tribe's desperate onslaught, despite the encircling host outnumbering them three to one, no unit dares press the advance!
For these grizzled Hao Ri survivors prove ready to swap lives for even the smallest gains!
This forces the Sea of Star Sand's assorted bands to opt for stalling, grinding down the Hao Ri Princess and her veteran core!
Thus, from the outset until now, this clash has dragged on for years without end, with only a mere two or three trillion casualties on their side.