Chapter 199: What Is Your Purpose in Supporting the King?
Chapter 200: What Is Your Purpose in Supporting the King?
The Wolf Emperor’s location, which was supposed to be a top secret of the Rushing Wolf Regiment, was no longer an issue thanks to Muge, a “former Champion warrior,” leading the way.
Muge had no regard for the former rules and order of the Rushing Wolf Regiment, nor did she adhere to Zang Mo’s principles. She accurately pinpointed the Wolf Emperor’s location in the vast wilderness, and the Holy Army headed straight for it.
This decapitation strike against the Wolf Emperor did not escalate into a full-scale war against the entire Rushing Wolf Regiment. In fact, they encountered little resistance along the way.
Firstly, the rules of the Rushing Wolf Regiment were quite strict. Without explicit orders, local branches had no authority to mobilize troops. Supporting the king? “Did we ask you to support the king?”
“Who authorized you to support the king! What is your purpose in supporting the king!”
On the other hand, it was the heretical ideology Muge had been spreading throughout the Rushing Wolf Regiment. The Wolf Emperor was not a Dominance favored by Destiny, but merely a chaotic aggregation of countless ancestral souls.
Their absolute obedience to authority in the past was because, in the eyes of the Descendants of the Rushing Wolf, the Wolf Emperor was their tribe’s “favored one,” someone who could match the Bloodline of the Scarlet, the Chanters of the Holy Descendant… no, even a higher Tier of the Primal King’s will.
Even if they toiled like oxen and horses for their entire lives, just the thought that the Wolf Emperor was a chosen one close to the Primal King would make even the lowliest soldier of the Rushing Wolf Regiment puff out their chest with pride.
“Victory! Complete victory! Any further arguments from other races would be unreasonable.”
In the past, Muge’s words were naturally ignored. She was just a dog barking on the roadside; who would care about a deserter, an outcast wolf? Any slander from her was just baseless gnawing!
But it happened to be the Holy Descendants joining the battle. Thanks to the reputation painstakingly built by the Pillar of the Holy over thousands of years, everyone knew the piety of the Pillar of the Holy, and no one would question it.
If the Wolf Emperor was truly a higher-tier favored one, why would the Holy Descendants join the ranks of this traitorous Muge? This was akin to the Saintly offering their own reputation and faith as a guarantee.
It was enough to cast doubt.
“Could it be… the Wolf Emperor is truly just ancestral souls, not a chosen of Destiny?”
Then the situation would be entirely different. The Descendants of the Rushing Wolf only had a general reverence for their ancestors, far from enough to consolidate such a massive organization.
Even if they were unwilling to admit they had been fooled and deceived for millennia, what if it were true? They had to be incredibly, super-totally angry!
Under the Rushing Wolf Regiment’s high-pressure environment, the wolves could not truly be docile. The reason they could endure was their obsession with grand narratives, believing that even Beast Races had hope of reaching the pinnacle.
The truth was of paramount importance to the Descendants of the Rushing Wolf. The leading wolves who harbored doubts no longer actively protected their leader… not to mention that the Wolf Emperor had not issued any summoning orders.
Under such complex circumstances, the fleet of the Pillar of the Holy passed through the Rushing Wolf Regiment’s territory almost unimpeded. In the end, only a handful of leading wolves, choosing to be staunch royalists, stood in the way of Muge and her companions.
On the monotonous and desolate land, a palace forged from black iron stood tall. Near the palace were various military camps of the Rushing Wolf Regiment.
“There are about three leading wolves, leading their direct subordinates to intercept us.”
The leading wolves were all Artificers of the Hero Tier. Such a lineup was undoubtedly very powerful, as each Hero Tier was a renowned powerhouse capable of holding their own.
But at this moment, for the Dominator of the Rushing Wolf Regiment, this defensive force was too meager, failing to showcase the Rushing Wolf Regiment’s full potential.
“Then, with our army’s Combat Power, breaking through the outer defenses should not be a problem. But the key lies with the Wolf Emperor. External intelligence suggests he is an Artificer of the True King Tier.”
Jiulu nodded. This Chanter girl of the Saintly analyzed the situation seriously and looked at Yonglan and the others:
“The key is the Wolf Emperor… only by eliminating him can the Rushing Wolf Regiment’s aggressiveness be neutralized. Even if he is an aggregation of ancestral souls, his strength should not be underestimated. According to estimations, he might even be considered a True King Tier Artificer. Is that alright? We can provide more…”
“There’s no need for that!”
Yonglan rejected the Holy Descendant’s offer of further support, saying confidently:
“Muge and I are enough. No matter what he is, I have a surefire way to win.”
Ate clasped her hands together and prayed, placing them on her chest:
“If that’s the case, then let’s begin. I hope this battle can bring an end to the bloodshed on this land of endless strife.”
The Holy Army then engaged the Rushing Wolf Regiment, suppressing them firmly with the Chanters, Light Forging Giants, and elite troops. In the meantime, Yonglan and Muge bypassed the battlefield and infiltrated the Wolf Emperor’s palace.
In reality, it wasn’t so much an infiltration as a rather brazen entry. It was just that the Rushing Wolf Regiment had no means to intercept them; they were already struggling to deal with Ate, Jiulu, and the others.
The Wolf Emperor’s palace was grand and magnificent, decorated everywhere with the Rushing Wolf Descendants’ characteristic rugged style. In the surrounding torches, bluish flames flickered.
“This is it. The palace behind this large door is where one meets the Wolf Emperor.”
Muge stroked the bronze door and smiled at Yonglan:
“Although I have never doubted you, could you enlighten me on how to deal with the Wolf Emperor?”
At this point, Yonglan decided to stop holding back and replied straightforwardly:
“It’s simple. If the Wolf Emperor is indeed an aggregate composed of ancestral souls, then he will be subject to manipulation by my Artificer skills.
This will also be the final step in verifying my identity.”
Yonglan’s confidence stemmed from the knowledge he had acquired from Shariel. Ever since he agreed to cooperate with the King of Hram on the grand plan,
He would occasionally take time to attend advanced courses with Sakura Bai He Lanhram. For Yonglan, the techniques taught by Shariel felt tailor-made for the Ember Forge and the Soul Forging Technique, fitting perfectly. Understanding them was effortless, and his progress was remarkably swift.
The skills he had learned now allowed him to understand how to harmonize and forge the souls of many.
According to the “Primal King’s Hymn,” the spirits of modern beings had all been harmonized and forged by the Primal King. The underlying color of their souls bore the Primal King’s hue. To be precise, everyone’s fundamental code originated from the “Soul Forging Technique.”
Yonglan was like someone holding the only primordial editor. Of course, this didn’t mean he could arbitrarily modify others. In this era,
The material “physical body” was the best soul firewall and the container for Spirit Matter.
He couldn’t do much to normal people, but an entity that was an aggregation of ancestral souls… that was equivalent to having no firewall, allowing for arbitrary modification without consequence.
As long as Yonglan could successfully replicate such operations in reality, his identity as the Primal King would no longer be in doubt, although by this point, it was basically confirmed.
“Open the door. Let us put an end to this absurd conflict.”
