Chapter 1262 - The Wolf King’s Ambition
Chapter 1262: The Wolf King’s Ambition
Twenty to thirty hunters soon suppressed four of the evil energy puppet remains.
After that, all of them were taken care of by the Tiger King.
The tiger-headed giant, who was larger than a barbarian elephant warrior after wearing heavy armor, turned into a whirlwind and charged into the evil energy puppet remains. His movements were much more agile than that of an ape.
No matter how crazily the evil energy puppet remains shot out rays of light that intersected into a net, enveloping and tearing through everything, the only thing that was left behind was the Tiger King’s shadow.
Not to mention, the Violent Blade in the Tiger King’s hand would sometimes extend into a skeleton dragon that bared its fangs and brandished its claws. Together with the ferocious flames spurting out from the tip of the blade, its attack range was close to a hundred arms. It could pierce an evil energy puppet’s broken shell and destroy the gears, tubes, and bearings inside.
Sometimes, every bone would close up perfectly. A large amount of liquid metal-like substances would instantly wrap around the thick spine, turning it into a sword that was longer than ten arms and wider than five arms. It was more of a “great sword” than an actual great sword. In fact, it was more of a double-edged great ax, which was the ultimate weapon.
Every time this peerless weapon flew up and down, it would chop off a limb from an evil energy puppet’s body, explode a gear, slash off a light rail, and create dazzling sparks.
Occasionally, the Tiger King would also be hit by the evil energy puppets’ light blade.
Yet, their light blades, which seemed to be thousands of degrees high in temperature, could not break through the defense formed by the layers of totem armor on his body.
If a certain part of his body was continuously attacked by the death rays and light blades, a crack that was as thick as a finger would finally be torn into the armor.
The flesh under it would be steaming hot and emit a metallic luster. It also seemed to have a hardness that was stronger than liquid metal.
Very soon, under the Tiger King’s indiscriminate bombardment, cracks that resembled spider webs appeared on the surface of the thinking crystals embedded deep in the four evil energy puppets.
The light contained in the crystals was no longer stable, flickering like fine lightning.
With their current movement and shooting trajectory, the evil energy puppets became like drunkards, stumbling around like headless flies.
The Tiger King took the opportunity to jump behind one of the evil energy puppet remains.
Relying on his arm’s strength that was stronger than a crane’s, he grabbed the two light rails behind the evil energy puppet and forcefully twisted them toward the other three evil energy puppet remains.
Following that, the puppets began to shoot at each other.
Countless sparks and large pieces of parts were sent flying until each of them was riddled with holes and turned into scrap metal.
Only then did the Tiger King raise the scrap metal under his feet and swing it over ten times at high speed like a meteor hammer. He threw it fiercely at the other three scrap metal masses, smashing them all into pieces and scattering them all over the ground.
During this period, he had only made one small mistake.
One of the evil energy puppets had two remaining limbs that had not been blasted apart by the death ray.
When the Tiger King raised his companion and tried to smash it, it used those two limbs to bounce away, dodging the Tiger King’s attack.
In the end, it just so happened to bounce to the Wolf King’s side.
Its thinking crystal that was about to shatter gave the final order to the body, which was splitting into pieces.
Any available Holy Light was channeled into the remaining light blades and light rails.
It was like a combination of a blazing hedgehog and a top that was spinning rapidly.
It was trying to purify an evil, filthy, and chaotic carbon-based creature before it completely lost its function.
“Jackal” Kanus ran away with his head in his hands.
He ran as fast as a drowning dog with its tail tied to a firecracker.
There had been a few times when the remains of the evil energy puppet almost killed him. They had nearly cut off his throat, severed his head, and wrapped around his limbs, tearing them off.
However, he had been feeling flustered and dodging them in a sorry state until the Tiger King roared and descended from the sky.
The tiger’s claw, which contained a thousand pounds of strength, crushed the remains of the evil energy puppet that was spinning at a high speed.
The Wolf King that had just crawled out of the mud heaved a sigh of relief and revealed a partially embarrassed and partially grateful smile to the Tiger King.
The short and intense battle ended just like that.
When the Tiger King controlled the evil energy puppet’s remains and unleashed a death ray, he purposely aimed at the rock walls on both sides of the valley. He cut off a large amount of rocks from the rock walls and blocked the valley like an avalanche.
The evil energy puppet remains in the middle of the valley were not awakened by them.
The hunters finally got out of the swamp and entered the relatively dry and safe forest.
After calming their nerves and withdrawing their totem armors, the excessive secretion of their adrenaline and enkephalin was also exhausted. The heavily injured orc warriors finally felt an unbearable pain and an irreversible loss of life.
This included the tiger warrior, who had been ambushed in the beginning and gotten his limbs cut off.
There were a total of three hunters who had suffered incurable serious injuries and allowed their totem armor to squeeze out the last of their fighting spirit.
Now, their faces were pale, their flesh was dried up, and their breathing, as well as heartbeats, were growing increasingly weak.
Their fire of life was like a feather falling into the River Styx, ready to sink into an endless abyss at any time.
However, whether it was the three hunters themselves, or the wolves, tigers, and leopards surrounding them, no one revealed a sad or terrified expression.
On the contrary, everyone grinned, and their sharp fangs shone with a sharp light.
The three dying individuals, especially, smiled brilliantly and proudly.
To an advanced orc, who worshipped honor and longed for sacrifice, what other way could be more glorious than dying in the depths of the Holy Mountain and under the eyes of the ancestral spirits?
Not to mention, they had sacrificed themselves in a battle against their enemy’s ultimate weapon, the evil energy puppets.
It was simply the most perfect way to die, and one could never have dreamed of it!
“Brothers, we will wait in our ancestral spirits’ hall of glory…”
The three dying warriors hugged each other tightly. They looked at their companions who had circled them and raised their swords, axes, and hammers high, blessing them from the bottom of their hearts. “We will wait for your arrival and fight side by side with you on the eternal battlefield again.”
“We will. We will certainly follow your footsteps and die in the most tragic way. Then, we will be reborn in our ancestors’ hall of glory and continue to fight by your side!”
The jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards agreed loudly.
Then, dozens of swords, axes, and hammers fell at the same time.
The three severely injured people, who had lost the ability to fight and the strength to live, were relieved.
A large amount of liquid metal-like substances flowed out of the three corpses. It was like silver blood, meandering and spreading out.
That was their totem armors.
The orc warriors came into this world, grew, trained, fought, got injured, died, and rotted. They were absorbed by the roots of the mandrake tree, giving birth to a new generation of orc warriors.
However, a totem armor would never be completely destroyed.
It would only be transferred, split, and condensed in different ways between the orc warriors of different clans and eras.
That was because all the tiger warriors and wolf warriors present had their own totem armors.
The totem armors of the three deceased warriors could not be completely transferred to the next owner.
Therefore, the Tiger King personally started chanting an ancient and mysterious war epic, which guided the three liquid metal-like substances. They turned into dozens of small silver snakes that slithered into everyone else’s bodies.
If one swallowed too much of the liquid metal substance in one go, it would be very easy for the totem armor to undergo a “rejection reaction,” turning the master into a muddle-headed Origin Warrior who only knew how to kill.
However, if the three totem armors were divided into dozens of portions, and each person only absorbed a small amount, the wolves, tigers, and leopards, would naturally be able to control it steadily with their tough bodies.
“Fortunately, the Tiger King showed his might and only three warriors were sacrificed.”
“Jackal” Kanus stepped forth and spoke with a face full of joy. “Now, we have a chance to overtake the Lion King, block the road, and set up an ambush!”
The Tiger King tilted his head and looked at the Wolf King with a smile that was not really a smile. It was not until the guy’s eyes started to dodge to the left and right that he extended his scimitar-like claw and poked the Wolf King heavily in the chest twice.
“You b*stard, do you still insist that you have never thought of betraying the Lion King? If you really haven’t thought about it, why have you been hiding your strength?”
“Wh-What?”
“Earlier, you dodged the evil energy puppet’s suicide attack. Those two moves were beautiful! Judging from your reaction speed and steps, your true strength isn’t as ordinary as it usually appears. In fact, it’s quite strong!”
“This, this…”
“Hehe, that fool, the Horn of Destruction, has always treated you as a loyal dog. I didn’t expect you, an audacious corpse-eating dog, to secretly train such tyrannical strength under his eyes. You must have secretly stolen a lot of good things from the lost temple’s ruins, right?”
“Tiger… Lord Tiger King, please, please listen to my explanation—”
“There’s no need to explain. I’ve said it before. I don’t care whether you’re a traitor or not and whether you’re ambitious or not. An ambitious traitor is more to my taste. An ambitious traitor is more qualified to explore the temple of the Holy Mountain with me. If I am betrayed by you like the Horn of Destruction in the end, I can only blame myself for being stupid and weak
“I, I wouldn’t. Lord Tiger King, I can swear on the billions of ancestral spirits atop the Holy Mountain that I have no ambition at all. Everything I’ve done has just been to survive, to allow myself, the clan, and all the Turan orcs to survive!”
“You’re really dull. Shouldn’t we Turan warriors be the least afraid of death? Forget it, I’m too lazy to talk to you. What should we do next? Are there any issues?”
“It should be… Hiss!”
“Hmm, is there a problem?”
The Tiger King frowned deeply as he stared at the Wolf King, whose left eye was swollen and filled with blood.
“No, no problem.”
The Wolf King lowered his head and covered his left eye. Gritting his teeth, he muttered to himself, “We… will definitely succeed…. and survive!”