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The once calm wind now carries a large amount of water vapor, forming a powerful storm.

This completely obscured Chu Ming's figure.

Beyond the storm, hundreds of angel soldiers also surrounded it.

With a slight flutter of its two wings, the two-winged angels raised their longswords with expressionless faces, forming a dense, honeycomb-like array that completely enveloped the storm from top to bottom.

The demonic art of blasting flames from the tip of the longsword can be unleashed at any moment.

Faced with over 700 bursts of flame, even a monarch-level demon would suffer greatly from a single hit.

Not to mention the fragile mages and mechanical creations in front of them.

Another example is the four-winged angel warrior with a star-shaped formation.

It was already clear that the intelligent six-winged angel was watching the "enemies" who were stuck on the battlefield with a mocking gaze.

With the White Lotus Emperor's clone being held back and unable to deliver a fatal blow like the Flying Brick, dealing with the 1000 angels alone is a huge problem!

and,......

"Chu Ming, I'm just here for a stroll, I had no intention of attacking you..."

"Commander Chu, I really came to support you... What I did just now was... a roundabout way to achieve my goal!..."

"Chu Ming, I am an honorary elder of the East Sea Magic Association..."

"......."

A group of monks, some dressed in finery and others furious, fled while pleading, begging for mercy, and threatening each other.

At least 70 people were driven out of the ground and forest by Kalifinro [Grand Monarch-level - Light and Shadow Wolf King] and a group of commander-level and warrior-level wolf cubs, and were chased and killed like hungry wolves chasing rabbits.

In stark contrast to the clamor, there is the other side.

On the opposite side from this group of mages, there were nearly a thousand mercenaries and assassins in Vladimir [Authentic Monarch-level - Light and Shadow Wolf King].

After breaking through the self-deceiving and deceptive "silent barrier" formation, it did not beg for mercy.

They immediately launched into a tirade of curses and started running away without saying a word.

Even though these blade-wielding warriors who are accustomed to bloodshed are generally only at the level of high-ranking mages, the casualties they inflict on the Shadow Werewolves are still caused by another group of high-ranking and powerful mages who are generally at least at the higher ranks.

"Damn it, where did this wolf demon come from? How dare it interfere at a time like this?"

wrong!

They're coming for us..."

"Damn it! I told you watching a show was risky, and I told you to leave early, but you wouldn't listen!"

"Damn it! My team only looked around, didn't participate at all!"

"Yes! I'm innocent!"

"Bah! Zhao Laosi, you have the nerve to say you're innocent? It's all your doing, making connections everywhere and dragging me into this mess!"

"Bitch! Zhao Laosi, I won't let you get away with this... ah...~"

"......."

As they ran, they used verbal provocation, tripped them up, and dragged them down with them.

These actions were commonplace among the assassins and mercenaries.

All for the sake of having someone "run behind them"!

This group of old sixes are not afraid of people but are afraid of wolves and dogs, which can be described as a clear demonstration of the saying "I'd rather die than let my friend die."

"Awooo~"

"Awooo~"

From the void, from shadow to light, Vladimir [the orthodox monarch-level Light and Shadow Wolf King] bit off the head of the Crimson Flame Crocodile Turtle, which was also a monarch-level demon.

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As Vladimir bit into the head of the Crimson Crocodile Tortoise, scalding blood gushed out like a fountain, drawing fiery arcs in the dim light.

The blood, with its strong, pungent smell, spilled onto the ground, instantly creating a cloud of smoke that smelled burnt.

That was a reaction caused by the fusion of the fire power within the Crimson Flame Crocodile Turtle's body and its blood.

The surrounding space seemed to be shaken by this powerful force, and began to distort violently.

In the once noisy and desolate ruins of the battlefield, the light and shadow began to become disordered.

Black shadows intertwined and collided with blinding light, emitting a hissing sound, as if space itself was groaning in pain.

The shadows clinging to the trees and rocks seemed to come alive, surging toward Vladimir as if paying homage to the victor.

Other werewolves and demons, whether lurking in the shadows or running in the open, sensed this terrifying aura and let out excited howls.

Awoo~~~~

The howls of wolves rose and fell.

Several eagle-winged demons in the distance, who had been diligently investigating Xiaoxiao, now folded their wings and huddled trembling in a corner, not daring to make a sound.

A gigantic, commander-level rock demon, buried hundreds of meters underground, tried to sneak away in fear, but was locked onto by a cold gaze from Vladimir.

The Rock Demon felt a chill run from its feet straight to its head. Its stone legs went weak, and it collapsed to the ground, shattering into a pile of rocks.

Ugh... (You're smart to know your place!)

Vladimir slowly raised his head, his fur, as black as night, stained with the blood of the Crimson Flame Crocodile Tortoise.

Under the interplay of light and shadow, the fur, whether white or black, shimmered with an eerie glow.

It opened its blood-red maw and let out another deafening roar, a roar filled with boundless majesty and domineering power.

As a brand-new species, the Shadow Werewolf is announcing its place in the food chain to the whole world.

As it roared, the surrounding light and shadow surged even more wildly.

Centered on Vladimir, ripples of light spread outwards, distorting and engulfing everything in their path.

The rocks on the ground began to crack, turning into countless tiny particles that were swept into the vortex of light and shadow.

Needless to say, the tree remains also broke and shattered under this powerful force, turning into dust that drifted into the air.

Amidst the chaotic interplay of light and shadow, Vladimir's figure appeared even taller and more mysterious.

It trembled slightly, and blood splattered out. Each drop of blood, upon contact with the air, transformed into a wisp of light and shadow, merging into the surrounding space and becoming wisps of ferocious wolf spirits.

Then, with elegant and steady steps, it slowly walked forward.

With each step, a deep footprint, radiating light and shadow, is left on the ground beneath one's feet.

With one step forward, leaving behind a dark aura of five claws, Vladimir appeared a thousand meters away as if he had vanished into thin air.

With his next step, leaving behind a glimmer of light, Vladimir appeared as if he were moving through light and shadow behind a burly mercenary with blond hair and red eyes.

Ah~~~

The mercenary, who was staring in disbelief, was so shocked by the surprise that he died of fright and went offline.

"Weak humans!"

"snort!"

Vladimir snorted dismissively, and the swirling air swept away all the debris.

While keeping an eye on the group of mercenaries and assassins, he also kept an eye on the monarch-level wolf kings lurking in the distance.

Those of the same race are the ones we need to be wary of.

........