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n?The wolf pack gave Howard no time to catch his breath; their formation shifted within a mere breath, followed by relentless assaults.

nThis time, the blue wolves had evidently learned their lesson, opting not to bite Howard’s limbs directly but instead to claw and swipe at him, using their sharp teeth only in sneaky attacks.

nThough the continuous, singular attacks lacked the oppressive force of the previous coordinated efforts by several wolves, Howard dared not take them lightly.

nA single misstep could lead to a tempestuous onslaught, leaving him no chance to even fight back.

nMoreover, the evidently strongest among them, the wolf king, had yet to make its move.

nSince the onset of battle, it had been circling the outskirts, clearly biding its time to strike Howard with a devastating blow.

nBeing wary of the wolf king, Howard couldn’t fully engage with the other blue wolves, relying instead on his enhanced physical abilities to parry their attacks.

nHowever, this was not a sustainable strategy.

nOnce his magic was depleted, the wolf pack would swarm him and tear him to shreds.

nHe had to lure out the wolf king and deal a crippling blow or even kill it.

nAs Howard dodged the fierce claws of an attacking blue wolf, he pondered how to deceive the cunning wolf king.

nGiven the intelligence of the wolf king, which probably surpassed that of many adults, combined with a wild beast’s innate intuition for danger, simple tricks were unlikely to work and would only heighten its vigilance.

nThus, Howard had only one chance.

nNow endowed with magic but having left in haste, Howard hadn’t brought his broadsword, a decision he now somewhat regretted. .𝒎

nHe repelled one blue wolf with a karate chop and drove back another with a backhand strike, then suddenly charged towards the direction of the white-furred wolf king.

nHis approach was fierce, as if challenging the wolf king to a direct confrontation.

nThe wolf king paused, its paws digging into the ground, ready to sidestep and simultaneously signal its pack to concentrate their attack on this bipedal human.

nAt that moment, the wolf king realized it was the final line of defense for the pack.

nHalting its lateral dodge, it instead swiped at Howard from the side.

nHoward easily dodged.

nIn the wolf king’s eyes, the human must have been on the brink of collapse to attempt such a desperate measure to alter the tide of being under siege.

nBut now that its plan was seen through, the human’s end seemed imminent. .

nWith this thought, the wolf king no longer held back, calling for the other blue wolves to attack simultaneously while it itself pursued Howard from his blind spot, poised for a sure strike.

nUnhesitatingly, the wolf king launched its full force for a fatal blow.

nA pale grey stream of air materialized out of nowhere, the wolf king’s speed instantly doubling, catching up to Howard in just a few strides! It swung a deadly claw from an angle Howard couldn’t possibly see.

n“Gotcha!”

nJust as the wolf king was smugly sure of its victory, it suddenly heard an unfamiliar voice.

nThe voice of that bipedal human.

nA trick!

nA sense of danger surged from its spine to its brain in an instant.

nThe wolf king attempted to alter its course, but a full-force strike isn’t easily redirected.

nThus, a blinding white light instantly robbed it of all vision! It felt as if its body was hammered by a massive force, muscles involuntarily twitching under the shock…

nThat was Howard’s magic, a spell he hadn’t used in a long while, somewhat rusty now; otherwise, it could have directly ended the wolf king’s life.

nA massive burst of pure Electro and Light Elements erupted in the confined space, with the wolf king bearing nearly all the damage.

nA single strike rendered the wolf king incapable of resistance, its muscles convulsing, unable to mount any counterattack or dodge.

nLightning struck a second time! Instantly, Howard caught the scent of charred flesh as powerful currents coursed through the wolf king’s body, entering the ground through its heart.

nThe intense pain left the wolf king utterly defenseless.

nElectrocution, however, is never lasting.

nWith Howard’s magic limited, maintaining such a high-intensity shock meant a significant drain on his magical reserves, quickly depleting his power.

nHoward drew the dagger he always carried, having once been the target of an assassination attempt; without it, he felt uneasy.

nUnsure if the wolf king was truly dead, given the creature’s seemingly extraordinary vitality and still facing numerous blue wolves, Howard seized the moment to flee.

nA wise man knows better than to face danger head-on.

nOnce safe, he planned to write a personal letter to his base in the New World, instructing them to send troops to exterminate all the wolves.

nHowever, this wasn’t Howard’s territory, making the dispatch of an army somewhat troublesome.

nHoward sprinted rapidly, the surrounding blue wolves only just converging, their encirclement yet to fully form.

nBeyond claws and fangs, a wolf’s nose is one of its most exceptional features.

nEven domestic dogs, once trained, can use their noses to distinguish objects, let alone wild wolves that hunt daily by scent.

nThe remaining blue wolves paused only briefly, two or three breaths at most, before following Howard’s scent trail in pursuit.

nAfter the blue wolves chased after Howard, the area was left with only the white-furred wolf king and a few other wolves incapacitated by Howard, the smell of charred flesh still lingering in the air.

nThe wolf king lay on the ground, breathing heavily.

nIt had not perished.

nAlthough Howard’s electric shock had robbed it of its combat strength, its vitality was exceptionally robust.

nDespite the electricity passing through its heart, it sustained no fatal injury, and its wounds even began to heal.

nStill, regaining its combat strength anytime soon was impossible.

nA cold breeze passed, and the wolf king, suddenly alert, lifted its head to scan its surroundings.

nIt detected an unfamiliar and dangerous scent.

nIn its current condition, not just any mythical beast, but even ordinary wild animals could pose a lethal threat.

n“The transition between two magical states is very smooth, an unprecedented newcomer… Are newcomers all this peculiar now?”

nA vague figure, blending with the evening wind, approached and stopped in front of the wolf king, bending down to stroke its head.

n“I’ll take you back with me later. Growing so big, you’d be good for guarding the home, better than dying here for nothing.”

nThe wolf king coldly observed the blurry figure before it.

nAlthough it could never discern the details of the face, this did not prevent it from sensing the dangerous aura emanating from the person.

nA mere casual strike from them could leave it without a place to die.

nThis bipedal human was not on the same level as the one encountered earlier.

n“If you remain silent, I’ll take it as your agreement,” the shadowy figure nodded and said, “But then, you can’t just run off on your own, or I’ll have to punish you!”

n“Well, I should also check on that little guy, after all. I’ve been entrusted with this, can’t just slack off.”

nThe figure straightened up, gradually dissolving into the wind.

n“Just lie here quietly, I’ll be back soon to pick you up. My name is Lilia, remember this name. After all, I’ll be your master from now on. And, you’ll be called Little White.”

nThe wolf king silently watched the figure vanish into the air, but the creeping sense of dread only intensified, fueling its urge to flee at all costs.

nSome time had passed since Howard escaped from the jaws of death.

nNot daring to stay outdoors, he found his way to a tavern in the city.

nThe tavern was filled with noise, men and women in rugged attire gathered in groups, conversing in either hushed tones or loud exchanges.

nWaitstaff in dusty gray tunics navigated the cramped space, delivering cloudy mugs of ale to the patrons’ tables.

nThis is one of the city’s taverns for adventurers.

nNot the most upscale kind, but then, adventurers themselves are usually not very strong.

nIt could be said that most adventurers are just unfortunate souls with no other skills, thus opting to become adventurers, dreaming only of finding treasures in remote, seldom-trodden places.

n“Hey, hey, did you hear? The wolf king on the plains, that white devil, it’s gone!”

nLike a stone cast into water, the man’s words quickly captured his companions’ attention.

nAs adventurers who roam the outdoors daily, they naturally took an interest in and kept tabs on the most formidable mythical beast within their range.

nAlthough there are rumors that a mature Golden Red Tiger in the northern part of the Silverwind Plains is stronger than the wolf king, discussing that creature apparently isn’t as appealing.

nAt least, the wolf king is a beast they could boast about surviving an encounter with to their friends.

n“Eh! Gone? Did it migrate? Wolves don’t just change their living areas on a whim, do they?”

nAnother adventurer, evidently not as well-informed, was puzzled by the news of the wolf king’s disappearance.

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