Chapter 232: Chapter 226: The Use of Cannon Fodder, Luring Lantern Girl_2
"Hmph."
Mondo ignored this group of ants. Instead, he cast a greedy glance at Lias’s proud figure, his eyes betraying unconcealed greed. "Woman, your sole purpose is to propagate the bloodline of the great Snowfield Werewolves. If you beg for mercy obediently, perhaps I..."
Lias’s demeanor turned cold. Her fingers became like blades, sending the intense Moonlight Blade flying, slashing open a bloody gash that burst forth into a cloud of blood mist.
Mondo grunted, unbothered by the dripping blood and exposed flesh on his chest. He licked his lips, his gaze fiery.
Werewolf society was patriarchal; powerful werewolves controlled the tribe’s wealth, women, and power. Thus, he aimed to turn this proud Blood Race Queen into a female slave, destined to ultimately perish in his bed.
SWOOSH...
Flesh squirmed, and the wound healed swiftly.
Having suffered a severe injury, Mondo’s pupils turned bloodred. Provoking an opponent to severely wound him would enhance his combat strength—one of the werewolves’ innate talents.
RIP...
The binding Rose Vine Branches were pulled taut. Despite their attempts to restrain him, they began to crack one after another. His escape was only a matter of time.
What!
The gathered nobles turned pale. They watched in shock as Mondo walked out of the rose thicket, step by step, their surprise unconcealable. Couldn’t the Queen kill him?! Indeed, if they attacked and failed to kill him in one strike, it would only cause the werewolf to go Berserk—bloodthirsty and frenzied—making the situation even more problematic.
Count Magister’s face was grave. Denis held her sword at the ready. The group of nobles began considering retreat.
The atmosphere was tense.
"Do you truly think I cannot kill you?" Lias said coldly, determined to use all her Bloodline Power to slay him. Just then, a young fox suddenly jumped into her arms.
"EEP!" Bika blinked, nuzzling Lias to soothe her.
This was the King’s Cub Chu Yi had left to protect her.
Lias’s gaze softened. She patted Bika’s head, deciding not to reveal Bika for now.
"OOH!" Bika rejoiced, its fox tail swaying, igniting a cluster of Crown Flame. It formed crooked characters in the air; some characters were even replaced by drawings with arrows indicating their meaning.
Although the handwriting was hard to discern, Lias was surprised for a moment. Then, she exclaimed joyfully, "Chu Yi has returned?" As she said this, disregarding her queenly dignity and like a young girl in love, she looked in a certain direction. If so many people weren’t watching, she would have run out and pounced into her brother’s embrace.
BOOM!
Mondo seized the moment to unleash his bloodline. No longer hiding, his body ignited with white flames, and even the air around him seemed to distort.
"Become a slave to please me!" he mocked wantonly, transforming into a streak of white shadow, aiming to severely wound the Blood Race Queen in an instant.
His vision flashed. That flawless figure entered his sight as his claw descended. Daring to insult the top warrior of the Snowfield Tribe, he intended to trample this proud woman underfoot, reveling in her torment.
The next moment, a handsome young man appeared. He glanced at Mondo in surprise and casually swung a punch.
The seemingly soft fist made Mondo laugh. He was ready to tear this suddenly appearing youth apart and then capture the Blood Race Queen.
BAM!
The muscular wolf claw collided with the fist. The two impacted, triggering a cyclone and emitting a deafening blast. The surrounding earth caved in, kicking up rolling clouds of dust.
RIP...
Under Mondo’s stiffening gaze, the wolf claw shattered like tofu. The opponent’s punch force penetrated the blood mist and flowed down the arm, permeating it. The silver fur, tough as armor, was mown down like wheat. His pelt cracked, and flesh and blood exploded!
"AHHH!"
The fist’s power surged through him like a dragon, mingled with shimmering golden light.
In just a moment, Mondo was sent flying, exploding like a string of firecrackers in mid-air before crashing onto the decayed soil, plowing a deep trench.
This scene left the nobles frozen for a moment before they could react. Mondo had attacked with such speed that they could barely follow. Just as they feared for the Queen’s peril, he was suddenly sent flying even more swiftly.
"EEP EEP!" A flicker of flame flashed. Bika perched on Chu Yi’s shoulder, spiritedly explaining how diligently it had fulfilled its duty.
This prompted Chu Yi to rub its fur thoroughly, feeding it a bag of Spirit Core as a reward.
"Who’s this?" Chu Yi held Lias’s waist, his large hand roving restlessly. Seeing a frenzied werewolf appear, he punched it away forcefully before asking.
"A piece of trash waiting to be dealt with," Lias said, restraining her joy, a hint of disgust in her voice as she told Chu Yi about the werewolf attack.
"Werewolves? They’ve acted so soon?" Chu Yi was surprised. Relying on the Sun and Moon Mark with Bika, he had located their position within the white mist. However, he had also just annihilated a werewolf den not far from here. It seems these werewolves are from that group, he thought.
"The Prince will never forgive you!" Mondo said resentfully, knowing he had encountered a formidable foe. He had thought capturing this Blood Race pawn would earn him great merit and the admiration of the gods, but he had kicked an iron plate instead. He had been so close to capturing her.
"The Prince?" Chu Yi squinted. Behind him, the thick white mist roiled, revealing a group of werewolves supporting each other, their faces ashen.
Seeing the figure lying on a wooden rack behind them, Mondo’s pupils suddenly shrank.
"Pri—Prince!?"
They saw Fusai being dragged like a defeated dog, blood gushing from his chest, utterly weak and unconscious.
Beside him, the Great Elder continuously used Witchcraft, trying to heal the wound. However, he couldn’t close it and, in the process, became more aged, shriveling like dry bark.
This scene left the previously vigilant nobility dumbfounded. They exchanged glances, now looking at the handsome young man with a deep sense of awe.
He went out once and captured an entire werewolf tribe?
Among them was even the Wolf Prince!
"It was Chu Yi who did it? How is he so strong!" Denis stared blankly at the impressive lineup of werewolf captives, looking at Chu Yi. The boy who quietly stayed in the corner as a child... had he really grown to this point? Are all human Beast Tamers this strong?
"Lord Chu Yi." Count Magister was immensely grateful he had made the right choice, becoming even more determined to have his granddaughter serve Chu Yi, hoping she would bear a descendant with Magister blood.
As for Jean, restrained by the Knight Mages, he witnessed this scene. Watching the nobles cast respectful, admiring looks at this human youth, Jean felt increasingly uncomfortable. Jealousy, regret, frustration... He wished he could exchange places with Chu Yi, take his place. That mere, lowly human...
"Report to the Queen. The werewolves of the Snowfield Tribe willingly join your command, to serve you," Chu Yi smiled, glanced at the Great Elder, and said with a chillingly amiable smile, "Great Elder, isn’t it time you pledged your loyalty to the Queen?"
The Great Elder froze. He glared at Chu Yi furiously, his eyes filled with anger, resentment, and helplessness. Finally, he stepped forward and knelt.
Lias accepted their allegiance. Together with Chu Yi, she entered the rose-interwoven curtain to discuss important matters, with Bika standing guard outside.
"Chu Yi, you’ve worked hard." Lias’s figure blurred, her curves rippling as she relinquished her Bloodline Power, transforming into a young, blonde girl. She stood on tiptoe, her eyes hazy with emotion, and pressed a kiss to his lips.
Chu Yi smiled faintly and gently bit her lip.
Soft, rosy...
They kissed deeply for more than five minutes before parting. Her delicate, flawless face flushed slightly. Intense affection, impossible to hide, shone in her azure eyes as she asked with concern, "Were you injured?"
"No, werewolves and ’Beast’ are no match for me." Chu Yi sat on the makeshift bed of roses. He skillfully removed her shoes and socks, then began to massage her small leg and her exquisite Jade Foot. Her toenails were crystal pink, and her ten toes, like Mutton Fat Jade pearls, curled shyly, exuding the fragrance of roses blooming at dawn.
"But why subdue the werewolves?" Lias tilted her head, puzzled.
"Werewolves are cannon fodder." Chu Yi didn’t hide anything, revealing a grand plan. "I plan to use a batch of cannon fodder to lure out special ’Beast’ and kill them."
He planned to lure and kill the Lantern Girl, helping Jiuying seize this opportunity.
Lias remained puzzled but still told him everything about the card game.
Chu Yi fiddled with the jade artifact, its texture like Mutton Fat Jade. He examined it, murmuring thoughtfully, A blood sacrifice... to obtain a pass?
Soon, he was suddenly startled, his mouth falling open as a realization struck him. Could the target of the blood sacrifice be the Lantern Girl? Let her harvest some lives, increase her favor, and then she’ll grant them a pass?