While Dean and Asuka were waiting outside the cave, the coyote tribe had already welcomed the enemy.

In the heart of the mountains, a loud sonic boom rumbled thousands of meters in the air, a silver-gray fighter jet flew out of the clouds, swept over the territory of the coyote, and a cylindrical missile spewed orange exhaust fumes out of its broad wings and swooped to the ground.

The first time the werewolves guarding the tribe saw the plane, they scattered quickly and unhurriedly to the shouts of the priests, but the speed of the missiles was too fast.

The gray-maned werewolf didn't have time to rush out of the territory when he felt a terrifying suffocation feeling pressing down on the top of his head.

Bang!

Explode!

The ground shook violently, and thick smoke and dust clouds rose up, forming a column of black smoke tens of meters high.

Bright yellow flames flickered in the smoke, and the shock wave of the explosion swept around like a tsunami, covering the entire tribal territory, and the fields full of corn and pumpkins and the ancient facilities prepared in advance turned into a scorched earth with black smoke in an instant.

The gray-haired werewolf at the center of the explosion turned into a sky of flesh and blood, and then evaporated into nothingness in the heat.

Ping Pong!

Countless fragments of uneven size and irregular shape burst out of the flame fog, destroying the fence walls and wooden fences around the territory, knocking down tents and smashing the ground and the outer walls of the caves.

The rocks rolled down with the fragments, blocking the entrance to the cave and burying the idol of Koti.

A werewolf that rushed out of the guardrail was tossed to the ground by the blast of air, and several rounds of shrenchnel pierced its torso from behind, and then from its chest, plunging into the grass with large pieces of flesh and bones, leaving several horrific bloody holes.

But in the blink of an eye, the bloody injuries disappeared under the werewolf's powerful self-healing power.

It got up, staggered and gritted its teeth and continued to rush out.

The same scene played out throughout the coyote territory, with hundreds of werewolves scattering and fleeing, including snow-white wolf howling priests, galloping at full speed, moving close to the undulating low hills and verdant forests in search of cover.

But the speed pales in the face of the lock-on of modern weapons.

The engine rumbled.

Two warplanes swooped down from the sky, trailing a small white cloud of tracks behind them, and a row of bombs fell on the wings.

Bang!

Black mushroom clouds rose on the ground.

Billowing smoke, hundred-year-old trees toppling, wolves, wild boars, lynx... Countless wild animals were buried in the scorched earth in an instant.

Smack...

A mutilated claw reached out from the flames, and the werewolf with only the left half of its body crawled towards its companion in front of it, the charred gap pulling a bloody path through the dirt.

But less than ten meters after crawling, her claws that she had tried so hard to raise shook and slammed into the ground, her bloodshot eyes lifeless and her body still burning with flames.

"Red Feather!"

Whew—

Not far away, the black-haired werewolf who had woken up from his vertigo let out a heart-rending howl, and when he looked up, a fighter jet kept lowering its altitude and rushing towards him, and he vaguely saw the mocking smile on the corner of the pilot's mouth in the cockpit.

He ran to a huge tree that stood alone in the flames, climbed up to a height of thirty meters with his hands and feet, spread his arms, half-crouched, and leaped at the fighter plane above him.

The werewolf opened its bloody jaws and waved its claws, using all its strength and hatred to tear it to pieces.

But there is a physical chasm that is insurmountable.

His glaring pupils reflected a large circular drum in the middle of the fuselage, which rotated counterclockwise and let out a terrifying roar like a heavy concrete borer, spewing endless flames and scorching red light.

Da-da-da-da!

The werewolf hanging in the air was pierced by countless bullets from the Vulcan cannon in an instant, and the bullet ignited his body, scattering a red flame, and the blood drew blood lines in the air on his back.

The fighter flew away with a sonic boom.

Poof!

The only remaining layer of charred flesh of the werewolf smoked and buried himself in the land he loved most.

……

Fighter planes coldly bombarded the fleeing werewolves across the mountains, and a low and trembling sound was heard in the sky, and a helicopter as slender as a shark slowly rose from behind a mountain peak.

Da-da-da-da!

The machine gun fired forward in the belly bulge, spitting tongues of fire into the ground, firing wildly, rows of straight bullet holes burst out between the hillsides, and sand and grass clippings splashed like a waterfall, chasing a gray-haired werewolf running among the grass.

Swept in the back by the machine gun, he fell forward as if his legs had been cut off, and rolled out several meters with the inertia of the ground, staining a large area of land red.

But before he gets a headshot, the wildness in his chest drives him to pick up a rock and throw it at a helicopter in the sky!

Bang!

Breaking the air.

The right side of the helicopter's armor was hit by a flying rock, and a shallow depression was recessed, but that was all, and the gunner blew up the werewolf into fireworks with a missile.

But then, the eerie cacophony of Jacques sounded in the sky, and a flock of black-pressed crows pounced through the small window of the helicopter, and the gunners in the front and the pilots in the back were caught off guard by the pecking of their long sharp beaks.

The crow jumped on the joystick, and the buttons clicked wildly.

The helicopter lost its balance and hummed and spun in the air, and its altitude continued to drop until it was thirty meters above the ground.

Roar!

A skinny, snow-white werewolf with an angry roar jumped up from a hill covered with thistles, jumped up dozens of meters like a cannonball, and hit the sled landing gear on the right side of the helicopter with his right claw volley.

Hiss blah blah –

The hook-like claws poked the two pilots in pair, forcibly pulled out of the fuselage and threw them down, exploding into a cloud of blood on the ground.

The snow-white werewolf let go and fell down like a meteor.

Bang!

A blazing flame erupted behind him, and the out-of-control helicopter gunship crashed into a cliff, creating a secondary explosion from the burning wreckage, burning a large area of crisp lawn.

The wolf howl priest stood up, his golden vertical pupils covered with sandworm-like blood, and his tense face showed no joy.

The ears and eyes of the crows all over the mountains sent back shocking pictures to him-

In the mountains and forests, more than 10 warplanes and helicopter gunships loaded with ammunition cruised, using radars, missiles, bombs, and cannons to bombard the ground indiscriminately.

Forests are on fire, dead animals stain clear rivers red, and homes are being destroyed inch by inch.

And the speed at which the coyote tribe warriors dominate the mountains and forests is as slow as a snail in front of these sky overlords, and they can't avoid the locking of infrared and lidar at all.

Their self-healing power was quickly exhausted under endless artillery fire.

The fangs and claws of hunting and fighting could not reach the area hundreds of meters, thousands of meters, or thousands of meters above their heads, and they could not even touch a single hair of the enemy.

They are like antiques from hundreds of years ago, completely eliminated in the face of rapid development of science and technology.

The situation is a one-sided slaughter!

In less than five minutes, more than ten warriors lay in pools of blood.

The wolf howl sacrifice was bleeding from his heart.

But there was no way back – on the outskirts of the mountains, heavily armed soldiers pulled out of the blockade with bazookas, howitzers and even tanks.

Waiting to be caught.

……

"Coyote Kedi bless, I will burn out the remaining heat!"

Whew—

The wolf howled up to the sky and let out a terrible roar, shaking off the blood from his hair, and running on all fours to another hill where the artillery was shaking.

Even if it is death, he will kill before he dies!

But the turning point was inadvertently.

As he ran, a large dark cloud suddenly appeared in the sky above him, obscuring the daylight, and the clouds rolled high in the sky, accumulating thicker and thicker, and the mountains and forests shrouded in explosions and death became gloomy.

The cold wind is howling!

A magical scene appeared in front of the wolf's howl - not far away, from the corpses of compatriots who were blown into several halves, golden-colored light clusters inexplicably flew out, the small ones were like armor covers, and the big ones were like balloons, and they quickly rose into the air.

It's not just the dead.

In the bodies of the living warriors, golden light clusters flew out from the corpses of wild animals that had been killed by the explosion all over the ground, and from the branches of the ancient trees that had been burned.

The dense light cluster was like a swarm of glowing jellyfish in a gloomy ocean, brilliant to the extreme, illuminating the dark sky, and quickly flying to the depths of the mountains and the tops of the mountains.

"It's... It's—" The wolf howled with blood and tears, and fell to his knees in excitement, picked up a pile of dirt and kissed it.

……

At the same time, Dog Town in the Valley.

The atmosphere was tense and gloomy.

Frightened by the sound of explosions and terrible fires in the mountains, people thought there had been an earthquake and a wildfire, and they went out into the streets.

In the crowd, a woman in a long purple dress screamed and hugged the seven or eight-year-old boy in front of her with concern.

"Chris, what's wrong, are you hungry again? Don't scare mom. ”

"No, I—I—" The boy clutched his chest as if he was going to vomit, muttering—

He let out a long breath, and a small golden ball of light spat out of his mouth, sending it into the air like a firefly.

"What's this?"

"I don't know, but I'm feeling better."

The boy showed a relaxed and innocent smile that he had not seen for a long time, and reluctantly waved goodbye to the light group,

The woman rubbed the boy's head, her eyes widening in surprise, and a ball of light floated out of her towering chest.

Turn around.

In the crowd around her, dense clusters of light dazzled her eyes.

……

The same scene happened in countless corners of the town, whether he was suffering from wolf disease or not, as long as he had drunk the river water, the townsman would fly out of his body with golden clouds.

Thousands, of different sizes, like a bright lamp, floated through the red roof, and flew through the dim sky under invisible guidance, and flew into the depths of the mountains—

Mountaintop lake.

Asuka and Dean stared in shock at the small sun-like cavern that the golden light was rushing into in the sky, and the words of the wolf howling priest flashed in their minds—

To become an alpha wolf, you must bear the fate of the tribesmen, animals, and even humans in this sacred land, and you must be determined to give everything, sacrifice everything, and pass the test of Coty.

The blood of coyotes converges into a river that runs through the mountains and valley towns, connecting the fates of all living beings.

The alpha wolf came into being.

I see.

The investigation progress has reached 13 percent!

When all the light poured into the cavern.

Dean inexplicably felt a powerful oppressive force that made him panic, coming from the top of the mountain.

As soon as he looked up—

Thundered!

Click!

Thunder roared, and dazzling purple lightning struck the peak above the cave, and the dazzling electric light illuminated a behemoth crouching on the top of the mountain.

He was like a coyote magnified dozens of times, the dark golden fluff jumped with the flames with the wind, and his majestic body crouched silently on the top of the mountain, looking in the direction of the tribal territory from afar, his pupils exuding the firmness of a martyr.

"This is Alpha?" Dean gasped, this guy is incredibly huge, maintaining a pure beast form, and werewolves are not like the same species.

The Dark Gold Wolf jumped lightly and gracefully beside Dean and Asuka, and slowly lay on the ground, his head larger than normal, his amber pupils flowing like flames showing a gentle color, motioning for them to climb on his back.

"Come up and defend the sacred land together!"

The magnetic and familiar sound shook the bird, and the pretty face showed an incredible look of surprise,

"Kayden?"

It taps its long snout,

"It's me, I'm also the alpha of the coyote tribe!"

Asuka opened his mouth with red eyes, swallowed the rest of the words back into his stomach, and the werewolf grabbed a handful of golden retrievers on the left side of Cayden's neck.

And Di An'an glanced at its back, wondering if to sit on it and become an Alpha Knight?

But in the end, he honestly grabbed the hair on Alpha's right neck, and his life saw through the boundless, ocean-like white light of the creature that ruled the tribe.

Alpha got up, strode on all fours, and began to march with the two men at a terrifying pace.

Dean only felt like he was in a heavy truck, which was lightning fast, walking on the rolling mountains and forests without any sense of bumps and pauses.

The wind swept up as he ran like a cold steel knife scraping his face, and the sonic boom of "bang" and "bang" kept beating the thick mane.

The surrounding scenery retreats at high speed, so fast that it is like a half-finished oil painting, which is incomprehensible.

Bang!

In the thunder, dark gray clouds rolled in the sky, and the sky broke a large opening, and countless lightning bolts poured out of it like a dry earth, blooming with dazzling thunder.

With each flash of lightning, a dark golden wolf could be seen, running from one mountain to another, as if flying.

It moved its slender limbs, contracted and relaxed its streamlined body, and in an instant it crossed half a mile, and the resistance of the air lost its meaning to it.

However, in just ten minutes, the alpha wolf ran out of the distance that took Dean half a day before.

The bombed-out home that had been scorched into the earth caught the eyes of the three of them...

Alpha's amber pupils were bloodshot for a moment, then turned to the east, and a missile swept through the dim mid-air, and the badly injured and dying white-haired werewolf fell to the ground, ready to meet death.

Alpha leaped forward, teleported in front of the white-haired werewolf, and swung his claws at the missile.

A silver light bloomed in midair.

Bang!

Explode!

Flame!

The smoke cleared.

The beautiful fur of the dark gold giant wolf was spotless, and a small piece of charred black flesh on the right paw of the missile was healed in the blink of an eye.

"Alpha?"

The lower half of his body was almost shattered into flesh, and the wolf howled, and the priest looked reverently at the giant wolf in front of him, his golden eyes filled with tears.

The Dark Gold Giant Wolf turned his face and nodded, sticking out his tongue and licking the priest's wound, and the priest immediately felt the life force so rich that it seemed to fill his almost oily body, and the wound began to heal rapidly.

Alpha half-squatted down Dean and Asuka in the fluff wrap.

His eyes stared at the silver-gray fighter plane shuttling behind the dark clouds, his limbs constricted, and he crawled on the ground, standing still for a second.

Countless swirling currents of air appeared in the air, visible to the naked eye.

It leaped to its feet, tearing through the night sky like an arrow and into the clouds.

At an altitude of two thousand meters, the pilot of the fighter in the cockpit looked at the flashing red dots in the radar, and felt a chill in his heart for no reason, and when he turned his head, he found that a terrifying amber pupil appeared outside the windshield, staring at him deadly, like a fission atomic nucleus, releasing a huge amount of energy and melting his soul in an instant.

My God.

He lost consciousness.

A red flame erupted from behind the dark clouds.

Alpha dropped the disintegrated fighter and crashed like a meteor down another hill.

Whew—

He let out a long roar, a loud roar that suppressed the thunder in the sky and spread throughout the mountains.

The unbridled wind, the long dark gold hair fluttering like flames, and the roar of the whale swallowing everything, set him off like a god and a demon!

Everywhere in the mountains, only half of the remaining tribal warriors who were still desperately holding on heard this voice and couldn't help but be shocked, and a new joy arose.

It was like seeing an oasis in the desert, drinking sweet springs, and their injuries were healed in an instant.

They rushed to the alpha like a tide from all directions.

Alpha surveyed the dark sky, catching fleeting glimpses of silver-gray.

Leap up again.

Bang!

The silver serpent flickered, the fireworks-like flames dispersed, and the second fighter shattered into a pile of burning iron behind the dark clouds.

……

Jumping into the sky thousands of meters and dismantling the fighter with bare hands, what level of power is this?

Dean looked at the wolf howling priest who stood up in shock,

"Alpha wolf?"

The priest nodded proudly,

Dean was puzzled, "Just transformed into an alpha wolf, how could his strength skyrocket exponentially?" ”

"Alpha is the soul of the tribe, commanding the wolves, it has the power of all its members to unite and is blessed by this land." Asuka stared adoringly at the dark golden light that flickered in the sky, and one after another the warplanes exploded into flames under their claws, powerless to resist.

So Alpha is a collection of strength, speed, and vitality of more than a hundred werewolves?

Dean was horrified to find that Cayden, who had been manipulated by him at will, had strengthened himself to the point where he could crush him at will in just one day.

Things related to gods really can't be judged by common sense.

Next, the birds and wolves howled and ran, following the glimpse in the sky.

Dean ran like a gust of wind behind a raised rock ten meters away, curled up and looked back, and a kilometer away, a helicopter gunship was rapidly approaching, and its cannons trampled the ground wantonly.

"Give the high-altitude fighter to Alpha, and the low-altitude helicopter to me."

He took out the TAC-50 sniper rifle from the fantasy space, held the target with his right hand, pulled the trigger with his index finger, and held the butt with the five fingers of his left hand, with the back butt in the shoulder socket below the collarbone.

LV4's shooting has turned into instinct, with the help of precision and the newly improved perception and life perspective.

The helicopter gunship, which was slowly advancing thousands of meters away, seemed to be pulled in front of his eyes in an instant, turning into a moving picture frame by frame.

Dean clearly saw the gunner sitting in the front and the driver in a higher position in the back.

The index finger is fused with the trigger.

Pull.

Bang!

Gunshots.

The bullet crossed a kilometer in an instant, and the moment it hit the bulletproof glass of the cockpit, it made a strange turn, turned into a small window, avoided helmets and armor, and pierced the carotid arteries of two soldiers.

Blood splattered, and their necks crooked and they lost movement.

You killed... Mastery +3*2 Shot Lv4 (355→361/500)

……

The helicopter fell out of control, but before it exploded into a cloud of flames, an invisible telekinesis swept out of the cabin with a bazooka and a rocket.

Dean used them as a one-time killer, and then jumped into the air in a flash, and began to fly at a low altitude at a speed of 55 meters per second, searching and hunting helicopter gunships.

At the limit of his naked eye visit, as long as he finds a target, even if it is a thousand or two kilometers apart, he will immediately launch a sniper.

With superhuman perception and shooting ability, with every gunshot, Dean will surely take at least one life in the helicopter.

Unwittingly, he shot down five helicopters and looted several 40mm grenades and threw them into fantasy space, just in time for the long-vacant grenade launcher.

Shooting has also been quietly increased to lv4 (391/500).

But the radar made him suffer enough, he was locked on several times in a row and then chased by missiles, even if he found cover in advance, he was still seriously injured by the explosion, using up one of the life of the simulacrum, and consuming most of his life energy reserves.

But he clearly sensed that the battle was coming to an end.

Crossing the devastated corpses of animals, the corpses of soldiers, the burning woods, and the metal fragments of the fuselage, Dean never saw a helicopter again, and the warplanes soaring in the clouds overhead were nowhere to be seen, probably all shattered by the alpha.

He came to the edge of the mountain, and dozens of werewolves circled around, looking at the flat land at the foot of the mountain with an excited expression,

The spasmodic lightning of the heavenly dome illuminated a dark golden behemoth, and he sped between heavy transports, artillery, howitzers, and tanks, killing with recklessness.

The speed was extremely fast, and the powerful bazookas and howitzers could not lock on to his body at all, and the soldiers holding the weapons only felt the wind blowing on their cheeks, and the next second their heads separated.

Blood-colored roses bloomed, giant wolves leaped and fell, the earth shuddered and burst into pits, and countless ant-like soldiers were crushed into minced flesh in the pits.

He crushed a tank, his razor-sharp nails dragging a terrifying chasm in the ground and inexorably shredding several armored vehicles.

At the sound of the explosion, the flames rose into the sky, and hundreds of soldiers screamed in terror, and the black torrent rushed in all directions, and were torn to pieces by the coyote tribe warriors crouching beside them.

At this moment, the "hunters" who once planned to kill the coyote tribe have become prey!

Alpha Wolf led the pack of wolves and slaughtered the well-armed army.

……

There was no longer a living person standing around.

Whew—

The dark gold giant wolf let out a hearty wolf howl, and more than fifty werewolves around it responded.

The howls echoed in the mountains and forests, the mountains shook, the rivers stopped, and countless surviving wild animals emerged from the surrounding area to welcome the return of the king.

Dean stared at the scene, knowing in his heart that the journey had come to an end.

(End of chapter)