The "click" of broken bones was getting closer and closer, and there were bursts of muffled gasps in it, like the groans of some kind of beast.

Stark could feel the horror of the creatures in the cave, and the hand hanging by his side unconsciously lifted and spread out in the direction of the cave, slowly accumulating blood......

Through the dim soft light of the forest, the creatures inside the cave revealed their true colors.

I saw one after another giant wolves with half the height of an adult coming to the deer corpse from the entrance of the cave with slow and steady steps, and the heavy soles of their feet crushed the dry bones on the ground at once, which showed its great strength.

The obviously mutated eyes, as cloudy white as the demons, approached the deer corpse and began to bite it in large gulps, each bite with a terrifying bite force, chewing and swallowing the flesh and bones.

A group of twenty mutant wolves quickly gnawed at the deer carcasses on the ground until only the hard skull, leg bones and some remaining ribs remained.

After a hearty meal, the mutant wolves quickly noticed the Saint King Tank in front of them.

The giant wolf standing at the front is the first wolf in this group of wolves, although they have been assimilated and captive by the demons, they still maintain the primitive group habits and wildness, and they are powerful weapons that are extremely in line with Stark's requirements.

The evil bloodline of the demons can allow humans to mutate into unconscious puppets and assimilate the bloodlines into their own kind, but they have not yet experimented on animals.

Whether the evil forces of the demon clan can control them, this time, this group of mutant wolves is the best proof.

If the mutant wolves can surrender to the demons and obey their orders, it will be the most powerful new force, and the power of the demons will be even stronger.

The head wolf stretched out his thick tongue, licked off the hair on his mouth with blood on his forehead, and his thick big palm crossed the deer corpse, and walked towards Stark step by step, a pair of cloudy white wolf eyes reflected Stark's standing figure.

The giant wolf's actions aroused the vigilance of the holy envoys and demon guards, and they drew their weapons, and they all slowly leaned towards the holy king, and if there was any abnormal movement, they immediately strangled the mutated head wolf!

Stark, who was in a dangerous situation, still stayed in place, did not move for half a minute, and his face covered under the wide black robe was nervous and excited.

As the wolf approached, Stark's raised hand gradually reached forward, as if he wanted to pet his adorable pet, full of longing.

"Lord Saint King!"

The Great Sage let out a nervous shout.

"Shh

The Great Sage's rash voice made Stark a little annoyed, his eyes were still locked on the head wolf, and he only gave a stern warning, and the rest of the demon guards who still wanted to get close all retreated to their places in horror, waiting for the Holy King to give an order.

Fortunately, the head wolf didn't care about the Great Holy Envoy, and still strode towards Stark with the same goal.

In just a few dozen meters, the huge body of the head wolf quickly passed through the layers of white bones and came to Stark.

The long armor that poked out could reach the huge fangs of the head wolf within an inch, and Stark carefully looked at the mutant wolf in front of him, which was very different from its previous appearance.

Under the influence of the demonic bloodline, the giant wolf has become larger, and even the canine teeth that pierce its prey have become larger, sticking out from the sides of the lips and flesh.

Their once lustrous fur was now dull and lifeless, and it was arranged sharply like needles, and it was more like a hedgehog weapon for self-defense, and even as if it had a deadly poison, it was intimidating.

It's not so much a wolf as an evil creature crawling out of hell, a powerful weapon designed to slaughter living beings.

The head wolf stopped in front of Stark, and without showing the slightest precursor to attack, it quietly circled Stark, spewing a strong fishy smell from his nose and spraying it on the latter, as if it was sniffing the breath from Stark.

The hand that reached out couldn't help but touch the wolf's broad back, and soon, Stark withdrew his hand, and the little tingling in his palm made him even more excited.

Turning over the palm of his hand, the little black blood oozing out was the result of the sharp hairs on the wolf's back, Stark's black teeth showed from between his grinning mouth, and he muttered excitedly: "This is what I want!" ”

Smelling a faint smell of blood, the wolf stopped moving, and the huge head pressed into Stark's palm.

As if he understood the meaning of the wolf, Stark put his injured palm to the wolf's mouth, and in the next second, a rough tongue poked out of the huge wolf's mouth, and landed in his palm with a cold breath.

"From today onwards, I will be your master!"

Stark raised his other hand and lifted the hat over his head, revealing his ugly face, a pair of cloudy eyes shining with greed and lust staring closely into the eyes of the head wolf, and his tone was domineering and determined.

The head wolf licked the big tongue of black blood, as if sensing some terrible power, and immediately took a step back with his back palm, driving his entire huge body away from Stark.

It raised its head and howled into the dim sky, and the nineteen wolf clans waiting at the mouth of the cave followed the wolf and howled, the eerie howl echoing through the silent forest, like a mournful cry from hell, which made people stand upside down.

Immediately afterwards, the members of the mutant wolf clan took steps one after another, coming in the direction of the head wolf and Stark.

The demon guards and holy envoys who were watching did not know what to do, and without the order of the Holy King, they could not act, and could only watch the Saint King who approached them dangerously.

The members of the wolf pack soon came up behind the head wolf, stopped, and sat neatly behind him.

I saw that the head wolf leaned forward with one forepaw, his whole body leaned forward, and his huge head hung down to the ground, as if he was bowing down to Stark.

The rest of the mutant wolves, like their leader, bowed their heads and bowed to Stark.

After all, it was the bloodline suppression, and this group of mutant wolves knew that he was the ancestor, and felt its great power, so they were willing to call him the leader.

Seeing this scene, the onlookers couldn't help but be shocked by their Saint King's domineering, even the wild and ferocious mutant wolf could conquer it.

Prior to this, the Three Holy Envoys and the Four Holy Envoys could not even get close to the wolves, and they had witnessed a demon guard who threw food being torn and bitten by the wolves, and the scene was terrible.

Unexpectedly, the monster that had been raised and guarded for a few days could be recovered by the Holy King without a little effort, and his belief in the Holy King was inevitably more profound and strong.

"Holy King Majesty!"

The three and four holy envoys shouted in unison.

The demon guards present followed their voices and began to revere Stark.

Stark tilted his head and closed his eyes, enjoying the chanting of his people and the high-pitched howl of the wolf, this was his sacred moment, and at this moment, it was as if he had the whole world and became the master.

Bringing back powerful weapons from the primeval forest, the demons finally began to lead a large army in the direction of the island, at this moment there are still five days before the agreed battle date, according to the speed of their march, it is obviously too late to fight.

However, the demons have never disdained to conform to either side, even if it is overdue, what does it matter, being able to keep promises, that is not the style of the demons.

Before leaving, Stark summoned nine holy envoys and convened a pre-battle meeting.

According to Revorno's current situation, they will definitely occupy a favorable position on the island in advance, and the demons are not stupid, so they will naturally not catch up with the ambush.

"It's said to be an island, so we have a lot of people, and we have to build a lot of ships."

The Great Sage Envoy had already prepared, and pulled out a map from his sleeve, which clearly marked the location of the island, but they had never landed on the island, and they had never explored the island, and they did not know the situation on the island at all.

"The ship is a small thing, and we can make it while we are resting during the day."

The second holy envoy was very confident and opened his mouth.

The Five Holy Envoys on the side objected to his idea: "Is this to make the clansmen consume their strength before the war?" This is a pre-war taboo! ”

Hearing this, the Six Holy Envoys sneered: "At that time, before approaching the island, just observe it on the spot, since the Revornor clan can choose to go to that island, they naturally know the situation nearby, and they can't build ships all the way, take it with you!" ”

As soon as this remark came out, it was approved by most of the holy envoys present.

Stark looked at the Great Sage Envoy who was speechless on the side: "Does the Great Sage Envoy have any ideas?" ”

When the Great Holy Envoy heard the Holy King calling him, he immediately responded respectfully: "Just as the Six Holy Envoys said, first speed up the journey to the vicinity of the island, and at that time, send a part of the clan to inquire about the situation, and then make a decision, in order to deal with our Holy Clan, the Revorno Clan will inevitably arrive on the island in advance to deploy, the number of them will not be too many, and the situation of all gathered on the island will be even greater!" ”

After some analysis, Stark immediately asked the rest of the envoys to hurry up and gather all the clansmen, and prepare to set off at dusk.

"Get the map out!"

Under the black and gold robe, Stark reached out his withered hand and motioned for the Great Sage Envoy to take out the previous map.

The Great Sage Envoy Ryan immediately took out the map, unfolded it, and respectfully placed it in front of Stark.

Staring at the tiny marker on the map, Stark's gaze quickly scanned the marked coastline around him.

He raised a hand, his long black armor landed on the leather map, and traced down a route, and then spoke, "You lead a small group of elites from here." ”

The Great Sage's envoy looked at it, and it was an obvious detour route, and it would take at least two days longer than the large army to reach the vicinity of the island.

Does this mean that he wants to break away from the large army and act alone?

Ryan respectfully retracted the map, nodded respectfully at Stark, and replied, "Yes!" ”

"I believe in you, Ryan!"

Before leaving, Stark called his real name, and the Great Sage made Ryan understand that he was trusting his old friend unconditionally.

Immediately looked solemnly at Stark's figure: "I will do my best, Lord Saint King!" ”

Immediately strode away, shouldering the heavy hope of the Holy King's trust, and selected good guys among the many demon clansmen, including a guy who had just assimilated from the blood clan, Elk.

At dusk, the large army of the demon clan set off from the temporary stronghold, and then, the ten-person lone army led by the Great Sage Envoy set off one after another, but they went in the opposite direction.

The direction they headed was Spain, where Revorno's temporary base camp was located.

A big battle is about to start, whether Stark leads the demons to revenge successfully, or Revornor is disgraced, the road ahead is still full of unknowns......