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The Wolf Lord has arrived!

The Wolf Pack elites have arrived as well!

At this moment, this unmatched aura from the heavens swept across the battlefield, completely reversing the original situation!

All Apocalyptic-level and above War Generals of the Theological Alliance who could still break free from this binding aura started to flee desperately.

But just as they moved, the Godspeed Golden Eagle let out a cry. Surrounding it flashed the presences of nine Primordial Behemoths, each one not inferior to the avatars of the Evil Mandala and even surpassing them slightly.

The nine Primordial Behemoths separated and, with a speed even an Ancestral Species could hardly identify, spread to all directions to hunt down the fleeing War Generals of the Theological Alliance!

Boom!

The nine transformed Primordial Behemoths didn’t even have to make a move. The rampant wind alone shredded countless fleeing Apocalyptic-level War Generals into pieces on the spot.

Countless Essence Blood from both Apocalyptic-level humans and Exotic Beasts scattered across heaven and earth, making the battlefield even more soaked in blood.

In a battle of kings against kings and generals against generals, taking down an Apocalyptic-level Exotic Beast or New Human was never an easy feat.

But with the Theological Alliance completely collapsed and unable to maintain even its Fortune Formation, Apocalyptic-level entities to the nine totems manifested by the Godspeed Golden Eagle were no more than ants.

Even those escaping Half-Step Ancestral Species and True Gods were merely slightly larger ants in comparison.

The nine totems manifested by the Godspeed Golden Eagle were like nine emotionless gods of slaughter.

This kind of savage massacre also deterred any War Generals of the Theological Alliance from attempting escape!

A significant portion of them, seeing that even the Deity’s fate was unknown, led their subordinates to kneel and bow towards Su Lin in the high heavens.

In an instant, cries of surrender echoed across the battlefield, and this space, which had consumed the lives of countless beings, seemed set to conclude with such an ironically absurd ending.

The Theological Alliance, once poised to become another top-tier force in the world, revealed its fragility and weakness to all.

Similarly, though the Theological Alliance and the Wolf Pack Civilization both welcomed all comers and adhered to an open-minded ethos, the former showed its greatest flaw when faced with adversity.

Each member and War General of the Theological Alliance lacked the indomitable spirit of the Wolf Pack Civilization, the kind of resilience that only grew stronger in battle.

At this moment, the White Elephant King looked upon the battlefield, where the Space-Time Passage loomed. His gaze fell on the majestic Wolf Lord, who had clearly grown even stronger, almost entirely at the summit of power.

A surge of unexplainable complexity and bitterness welled up in his heart.

Indeed!

How could a being at the level of the Wolf Lord ever truly suffer the grievous defeat spoken of in the rumors?

What an utterly ridiculous notion!

Even the Godspeed Golden Eagle bore no sign of injury. Its jet-black feathers shimmered like black gold beneath the pale moonlight, with faint threads of gloaming light rippling across them.

Even the nine Primordial Behemoths manifested by the Godspeed Golden Eagle exuded deadly threat to the White Elephant King.

Thus, the White Elephant King knew that, lured by the Humanoid Shadow’s temptations, he had made a grievous mistake, and even the Beast Sovereign behind him had erred.

With this bitter realization, the White Elephant King dared not speak to the towering Wolf Lord in the skies. He only sent forth a subtle spiritual signal, instructing all elites of the Hundred Beasts Alliance to retreat immediately.

As for the promises brought by the Humanoid Shadow—the abundant resources, the pledge to unconditionally gift the Hundred Beasts Alliance three provinces of Dragon Country filled with Exotic Plants—it all became irrelevant.

Because even the prospect of resources was laughable. The Theological Alliance’s army, numbering in the billions, wouldn’t even know how many could make it back alive.

But just as the White Elephant King and the elites of the Hundred Beasts Alliance prepared to silently retreat, the Silver Sky Wolf in the high heavens slightly turned its head towards them.

Immediately, a vast spiritual signal swept over!

"Did I give you permission to leave?"

The spiritual signal was calm yet ice-cold!

Feeling this signal, the White Elephant King realized the gap between himself and the Wolf Lord was as distant as the heavens from the earth.

Hearing this demand, the White Elephant King and every member of the Hundred Beasts Alliance dared not move a muscle.

Yet still, the White Elephant King transmitted a spiritual message: "Wolf Lord, we… the Hundred Beasts Alliance have no intention of becoming enemies of the Wolf Pack Civilization. Today’s battle was merely due to being deceived by the Theological Alliance.

Now that you’ve emerged, the Hundred Beasts Alliance shall continue to follow the lead of the Wolf Pack Civilization.

Wherever the Wolf Pack points its sword, we shall charge forward without hesitation. "

But the spiritual message from the White Elephant King was met only with the same ice-cold, unfeeling gaze.

This gaze felt like a sharp blade pressed against his massive elephant head. If he were to display even the slightest hint of defiance, he would surely lose his head in an instant.

After a long pause, the majestic Silver Sky Wolf slowly descended from the sky onto the battlefield.

Then Su Lin looked at the trembling White Elephant King and slightly tilted his head, asking softly, "What if I hadn’t emerged?"

Su Lin now stood before the White Elephant King, separated by mere hundreds of meters. For beings whose sizes often reached thousands of meters, this was a distance where even breaths and individual strands of fur were clearly visible.

Being stared at from such close proximity, the White Elephant King felt as if death itself had its gaze fixed on him.

He dared not move at all, his cells and muscles trembling uncontrollably.

His powerful intuition, which had guided him through many battles, collapsed entirely. Only the soul-piercing aura of death echoed within his Divine Soul.

The White Elephant King didn’t know how to respond, but soon, another faint spiritual message came: "Call for your Beast Sovereign to answer me!"

But at this moment, the trace of Beast Sovereign consciousness within the White Elephant King felt almost dead, unwilling to reveal itself in the slightest.

Even the Beast Sovereign feared this Silver Sky Wolf before them, a being who had once bathed in the blood of a Supreme Sovereign.

After a long silence, with the Beast Sovereign still absent, Su Lin said nothing further. The powerful spiritual soul force around him surged into the White Elephant King’s Divine Soul.

Soon, the heavens and earth echoed with the piercing wails of the White Elephant King!

Soul Search was an excruciating agony for any species, a pain that reached deep into the core of the soul!

"Moo!"

The White Elephant King’s heart-wrenching cries resonated among nearby species, who could feel his suffering.

Even during the Soul Search, Su Lin saw the fragment of Beast Sovereign’s consciousness hidden within the White Elephant King but found it preferred shattering itself rather than meeting Su Lin face-to-face.

This realization struck the White Elephant King deeply amidst his agony, as he came to understand he had been discarded as a pawn by the Beast Sovereign.

"Wolf Lord, I was wrong, I was terribly wrong! I am willing to bow and submit to the Wolf Pack!"

The White Elephant King wailed desperately toward Su Lin, pleading amidst his Soul Search pain.

The once formidable and domineering White Elephant King now seemed no different from an ordinary Exotic Beast in the face of life-threatening pain, begging hopelessly for mercy.

Such a mindset explained why the White Elephant King had lingered on the cusp of the Strongest World-Ending Level for years without advancing to Half-Step Supreme Sovereign.

Even as ruler of South Africa, surpassing beings like Evil Mandala and the Godspeed Golden Eagle, he had fallen behind in the race of progress.

Indeed, relying on his species’ overwhelming advantages and the guidance of the Beast Sovereign had robbed him of the genuine will to dominate the heavens.

In many cases, the mindset of "If not me, then who?" was crucial for Exotic Beasts to ascend to supremacy.

But amidst these despairing cries, Su Lin’s Wolf Eyes remained devoid of emotion.

Because the moment the White Elephant King followed the Theological Alliance to wage war against the Wolf Pack Coalition, he had abandoned his past camaraderie with the Wolf Pack.

Any reunion was destined to be as enemies!

Sympathy and pity were never virtues in these times; instead, they were fatal weaknesses soaked in blood.

Moreover, the White Elephant King had gravely injured both Maimed Ear and Fox Wolf!

Thus, as the White Elephant King wailed in torment, Su Lin ultimately shattered his Divine Soul.

"Moo!"

In the final moment before his soul was shattered, the White Elephant King let out one last shattering cry.

This cry carried pain and regret, yet it failed to shake the Silver Sky Wolf standing before him even slightly!

Squish!

Next, Su Lin lowered his head slightly, his Fanged Tooth stabbing directly into the White Elephant King’s neck, before tearing his massive head clean off!

With Su Lin’s overwhelming Domain suppression, even the Divine Soul and Vitality Force within the White Elephant King’s body wouldn’t allow him to reconstitute himself!

Boom!

The entire sky shook for the fall of this being who had nearly reached Half-Step Supreme Sovereign.

This was the Law of Strength crying out, trembling, stripping away traces of the White Elephant King’s essence!

As all beings and humans looked upon the Silver Sky Wolf holding the bloodied severed head of the White Elephant King high above the tens of thousands of meters in the sky, they could scarcely believe it.

After all, the White Elephant King was once ranked among the likes of the Wolf Lord, Bloodthirsty Python, Human-Skin Giant Tree, Godspeed Golden Eagle, and other supreme beings.

Before the Apocalyptic Cataclysm, the White Elephant King had already reached the pinnacle of Exotic Beasts!

A creature of unparalleled talent, mastering the Law of Strength to the Transformation Realm, waging war against Eternal Civilization, even joining forces to crush Eternal Civilization from its peak into ruin!

He had marched alongside the Wolf Pack against the Senro Tribe and Ice Crystal Tribe, slaughtering over thirteen hundred miles in blood and seizing untold resources!

Yet, this once unstoppable ruler of South Africa met his end today in such a straightforward manner!

No grandeur, no tragedy!

His demise was calm, without resistance, a simple and brutal end!

His massive head was ripped free from his body by the Silver Sky Wolf, spilling a vast amount of blood from the sky.

Though headless, though soulless, the White Elephant King’s corpse twitched and convulsed violently from lingering genetic signals.

Boom!

The sorrowful lament of the Law of Strength continued, as though bidding farewell to this South African monarch.

Such a scene only underscored the chilling, moonlit majesty of the radiant Silver Sky Wolf—a figure that seemed godlike, yet demonic!

With the White Elephant King’s fall, a chilling sensation gripped every being opposed to the Wolf Pack Civilization on this battlefield.

This chill penetrated their souls, unstoppable and pervasive.

The three avatars of the Evil Mandala immediately converged, gazing at the Wolf King with complex emotions reflected in his ever-shifting Wolf Eyes.

The Death Worm disengaged from combat, eyeing the Silver Sky Wolf and the nine totem avatars relentlessly slaughtering retreating Theological Alliance elites.

In its tiny eyes, it seemed to recognize the Celestial Wolf Supreme Sovereign who had once imprisoned it in the Mongol Empire’s Gobi Desert using just a shred of divine essence for eras unending.

Mo Haiqing’s heart pounded, his eyes unable to conceal their shock and disbelief.

Though he had heard the legends of the Northern Cold Wolf Lord, he had never imagined his arrival would be so decisive and bloodthirsty!

The Deity struck down with a single gaze!

The White Elephant King’s head ripped clean from his body!

That head had once been the emblem of unrivaled authority in South Africa, the mark of an overwhelming monstrous power!

The remaining War Generals of the Theological Alliance, witnessing such a sight, knelt shakily upon the ground, their entire bodies trembling in fear.

At this moment, all beings and humans present finally and viscerally comprehended why the Northern Cold Wolf Lord’s reputation was so world-shaking!

Because this reputation was built atop severed heads, rivers of blood, and mountains of corpses from kings who once ruled their realms!

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