Of course, it’s not that kind of ambiguous rtionship, but rather one mingled with a feeling of respect, fear, and a desire to engage... Hmm, like the feeling when you first get a cat ancestor for your home and you want to pet it but fear getting scratched.
"Damn it, I yed way tootest night, almost couldn’t get up with the rm..." God of Wealth arrived, yawning and stretching as he stepped out, followed by several professional yers from Strange Power Chaos God club.
Honeydew greeted a few of them she was more familiar with.
One of them happened to be a yer who, like Honeydew, had participated in Kael’s training program.
"Dada dada dada~ Your lord Nai Feitian has arrived!" A cry too cheerful for its own good rang out, causing everyone present to frown.
Turning around, they saw Nai Feitian hopping over.
"So, how have you all been, missed me after the World Championship?" Nai Feitian said with a fearless grin. Guarantor, who had just walked over, twitched his mouth, ncing at the sword in his hand and pondering whether to cut down that fellow.
"Hiss, Guarantor, why the fierce look~ It’s not like I intentionally knocked your team out, who told those old Lao Jiangs in your team to be so ipetent, cowering in battle, it’s only normal they got decimated!"
Nai Feitian, unbothered,unched into his taunts, pretty much riding them hard and putting them down in person.
Guarantor sighed and said, "Can’t help it, the club hasn’t had any good results in recent years, lost their fearless courage, plus your AS side indeed has some stuff, getting overwhelmed is normal."
"Right, right, I always said, if you don’t have the intention to win the championship, don’t y in esports, the feel we need is that all-in adrenaline rush!!!" His expression was calm, yet his tone carried a clear and strong contempt for the cowards.
Guarantor had every reason to suspect that if his teammates other than the seniors heard what Nai Feitian had said, they’d be itching to strangle him.
But it didn’t have much to do with him, he was just an average substitute.
God of Wealth, who was standing by,ughed and scolded, "I heard about your antics, warming up with ’The Door to the Underworld’ during the global professional league, and reluctantly quitting when it was time for the actual matches.
You’ve really got guts, if you had lost, you probably would’ve been nailed to the pillory of shame at the Atomic Signal Club."
"Stare all you want, that game isn’t as fun as ’The Door to the Underworld’. What’s wrong with ying ’The Door to the Underworld’ in the final arena for a while (groundhog call)!"
After finishing his statement, his carefree demeanor slowly turned serious, "Brothers, I’ve already sent the application to switch to ’The Door to the Underworld’ after the game’s public beta and to form a corresponding team.
I’ve achieved fame and sess in the previous game, and this time, I’m nning to carefully manage Atomic Signal’s team in ’The Door to the Underworld’. My friends, no matter what choice you eventually make, I will bet everything to attain glory in this game once again."
Everyone paused, then showed subtle expressions.
"Can I take that as a deration of war from Atomic Signal to us?" God of Wealth showed an interested gleam in his eyes.
Nai Feitian spread his hands and said, "That depends on how you want to interpret it, Lao Cai."
"How fitting, I’ve alsopleted the application with the Virtual Game Club Alliance and am ready to build a ’The Door to the Underworld’ team." God of Wealth revealed his ambitious glow, he wasn’t the type to sit back and coast.
He had a feeling that if he could gain enough attention in this game, he might even be able to recoup the money invested over the years in his club,
"You all say that... I indeed feel like taking up the challenge." Guarantor, currently the top-ranked yer in the game, showed a bitter expression, "It’s a pity I can’t make decisions on behalf of the club."
Indeed, including his current ount, which officially belonged to the club, though it had been directly gifted to him by a senior, he always felt a bit uneasy about it.
"If I’m not mistaken, the style of the club you’re with isn’t very good, is it?" A You Xinshan frowned and said, "If something really happens, do you need our help?"
Guarantor shook his head and said, "No need, let me handle it. It’s not good for you guys to get involved in this."
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[Deep in Twisted Jungle]
A stench of decay pervaded the air, as Shadow Wolf King gasped heavily, red eyes flickering, gazing at the surrounding wolf cubs wailing in pain. His heart ached like it was being sliced with knives.
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"I’m so tired... I used too much Totem Power, I feel like my body is being drained." Your next read awaits at empire
Wolf Kingy before its pack, head held high, giving off an air of serenity and safety.
But only it knew that this time, in order to defeat those Humans, it had drawn too much from the power of the Totem. Now, as the Totem Power spread through its body, it felt increasingly exhausted.
"Child, be wary of the Totem Power. Even if it’s just the remnants of the Totem, it remains an inherently mighty force we cannot resist. Use this power sparingly unless faced with an insurmountable disaster, as it will drag us into the Abyss."
In a daze, Shadow Wolf King seemed to hear thest admonition from the Senior Wolf King before its death.
Saliva dripped from the side of its mouth; it felt extremely hungry.
It had believed it could reign over the Twisted Jungle, making it an eternal paradise for the Shadow Wolves, and perhaps even upy the vastnd outside the gates, turning it into a second homnd for the pack outside the Twisted Jungle.
With ample living space and food, it could seize forest’s hegemony and save more of its wolf brethren.
To achieve this, the pack needed strength...
The pack needed more strength...
I need strength...
I need more flesh and blood, more abundant energy to replenish the Totem Treasure Pearl... Although I feel sorry for the pack, only by bing stronger can I... Hmm, it seems there’s something...
The Wolf King’s eyes grew increasingly dim, and the gemstone embedded in its flesh emitted a strange red light.
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Waves of twisted power converged inside it, as if a voice whispered in the ears of Wolf King, telling it to devour, to kill, to revel in Death!
But in the next moment, with a clouded look in its eyes, Wolf King let out a roar and suddenly lowered its head, biting hard into the gemstone before it.
In reality, that was no gemstone...
Only after witnessing the Senior Wolf King devour the totem flesh did it know that object was the eyeball of a dead Moon Howling Lion Totem.
It was as if it had taken root in its own flesh, constantly drawing power from it.
But what a joke... I am the king of the Shadow Wolf pack!
Crack...
Apanied by the sound of breaking ss beads, the "gemstone" storing Totem Power in front of it shattered instantaneously, unleashing copious tainted forces.
Unexpectedly, Shadow Wolf King forcefully suppressed it. That power filled its flesh, forcefully swelling its body up a size.
The overwhelming power even caused red glowing cracks to appear all over its body.
"Pups, the enemy has discovered our location. Stand up; those who can still run, start running.
Go anywhere but before the eyes of Humans. All those injured and slow... Stand up, my nsmen!"
The Totem Power spreading from its body wrapped around its severely wounded kin like tentacles. With a sh of dark light, their wounded limbs spewed forth swathes of ck fire, making the already fearsome wolf pack appear even more vicious.
"It’s that guy..." Shadow Wolf King’s somewhat blurred consciousness instantly snapped to rity.
The maximum power threshold allowed by this forest seemed to be limited by the entity behind those great hands, and even that more dangerous old man could only exert the limit of power permitted by the Twisted Jungle.
Compared to him, Shadow Wolf King was more concerned about another being under its protection—
It smelled a chaotic power on that individual, akin to the disorderly Totem Power after Death!
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