Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf Chapter 1947 - 1084: Lord of Yangyang Meets His End, Su Lin’s Bloody Massacre of the Hundred Stars!

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Previously on Devouring Evolution: I Reborn as an Arctic Wolf...
The Wolf Pack Civilization has secured a decisive victory over the Hundred Stars Alliance, crushing the Flame Sun Army after thousands of years of brutal conflict. As the enemy's spirit collapses and their soldiers surrender in mass, the Lord of Yangyang arrives with the Godslaying Army only to discover they have fallen into a masterfully orchestrated trap. With the Alliance’s forces completely broken and demoralized, Su Lin rewards his loyal commanders and pack members, celebrating a total triumph that reshapes the power balance of the region.

Following this decisive clash, the Hundred Stars Alliance found its path to redemption completely severed.

Had they refrained from deploying the Hundred Stars Godslaying Army,

and had they chosen not to wager everything on a desperate struggle against the Wolf Pack Civilization here, perhaps the Alliance could have persisted in stalling the three primary military divisions of their enemy.

Instead, they suffered a crushing defeat!

A total, absolute failure!

Every elite unit capable of maneuvering in open warfare has been eradicated!

Although the Yangyang Star System still retains trillions in raw military might, it is nothing more than a hollowed-out casket—entirely inconsequential.

The annihilation of these elite aces implies that a once-mighty alliance has been stripped of its very Essence, Qi, and Spirit!

"Ah! Hundred Stars Godslaying Army, advance with me for our final stand! If demise is our destiny, let us embrace it on the battlefield! I have never forsaken you—whether the forces of Yangyang or the Hundred Stars, never!"

Finally, after an eternity of soul-crushing anguish, the spirit of the Lord of Yangyang resounded, his voice hoarse and permeated with despair.

With tears of blood cascading from his eyes, he spurred the shattered remnants of his army into one last charge.

They smashed head-on into the Nightmare Army.

While the Nightmare Army lacked the raw ferocity of the Demon Breaking Formation Army, its soldiers were all uniformly masters of the Second Layer of Heaven.

In a heartbeat, they dealt a crippling blow to the remnants of the Godslaying forces.

The protection provided by the Extreme Heaven Realm divine scale and the Blood Refining Array formed a chasm that none but those approaching a taboo existence could ever hope to bridge!

Boom!

The final remnants of vitality from the Hundred Stars Godslaying Army spilled across the starlit void.

Though casualties mounted rapidly, not one among them dared to spout words of surrender, not even in their final moments.

They were the premier ace of the Hundred Stars Alliance, after all!

The entire Alliance had poured its hope into them for aeons, and to survive this battle would have been too shameful to bear. Perhaps dying here was, in its own way, a mercy.

The war banner that once proudly symbolized the grace of the Hundred Stars Alliance fragmented like the collapsing heavens itself under the repeated impacts of the Extreme Heaven Realm divine scale.

With eyes swimming in blood and tears, the army surged forward in waves, welcoming death!

Yet, even in this futile, final assault, these remnants demonstrated a level of combat prowess that far eclipsed the other elites of the Hundred Stars.

Several members, even as they drew their final breaths, ignited their internal reserves to drag multiple Nightmare Army soldiers into the abyss with them.

Some generals attempted to channel forbidden techniques to summon the fury of the stars, but the suffocating reach of the Blood Refining Array sealed the celestial mechanisms, stifling their efforts instantly.

The commander of the Godslaying Army, his eyes weeping blood, focused on carving a path for the Lord of Yangyang, desperate to allow their supreme leader to escape!

But having fought to such a blood-soaked extent, witnessing his elites either slaughtered or assimilated by the Wolf Pack Civilization, how could the Lord of Yangyang retreat? Dare he return?

Drowning in grief and total despair, the Lord of Yangyang launched an assault directly at the Wolf Lord!

He attacked the very epicentre of his misery!

"Wolf Lord! Are you satisfied with the massacre of my elite warriors? Hahaha! I never imagined that my Alliance, having survived the Red Sun Empire and the Bright Day System, would finally succumb to the conquest of the Wolf Pack Civilization. How ridiculous, considering you are a power that has existed for merely tens of thousands of years!"

The Lord of Yangyang laughed, a bitter, desolate sound.

Yet, upon witnessing the overwhelming wolf-shadow nearby, saturated with star energy and the raw, world-shaking life force of countless beings, he could not hide his trembling.

It was the primal fear felt by a lesser entity facing an apex predator.

Forcing himself to quell that terror, he charged like a madman toward the Wolf Lord.

"Heart Burning Touch!"

The Lord of Yangyang unleashed his secret technique of the Extreme Heaven Realm!

This art was capable of piercing through the fabric of space-time to strike at an opponent's core; it was indeed a lethal maneuver.

Risking everything, he arrived almost instantly at Su Lin’s side, striking at the chest of the demon wolf with ferocious intent.

Bang!

A dull thud echoed, like flesh merely quivering under pressure. The technique failed to even register against the Wolf Lord’s defense.

He couldn't even leave a scratch on that hide.

It was as if an insect had struck a mountain; the mountain remained unmoved, while the insect suffered the full might of the recoil, erupting into a mist of blood.

"How can this be? How is it possible?"

The Lord of Yangyang stared in disbelief!

Even a master approaching a taboo existence would not have dared to simply disregard his technique.

This was an Extreme Heaven Realm secret technique.

Nearly the pinnacle of power short of a taboo entity, yet it failed to dent the Wolf Lord’s hide.

The implications were terrifying.

It meant the Wolf Lord’s physical frame likely rivaled that of a taboo existence standing upon a Fate Altar!

As the strike faded without a ripple, the Wolf Lord, having just finished refining another star into his Celestial Wolf Wings, lowered his gaze to the Lord of Yangyang. His eyes were those of a Star-destroying Demon God, causing the Lord of Yangyang to quake with instinctive dread, his resolve shattering into dust.

"Wolf Lord... you... shall suffer in the afterlife...."

Still, the Lord of Yangyang mustered his final ounce of strength to curse the Demon God one last time.