Chapter 72: Schemes

Not just the Black Moon Wolf King.

The other wolf packs all arched their backs as well.

Looking every bit like they had entered combat mode.

Yet the Wild Boar Chieftain walking ahead was completely unaware he had been targeted.

"I say, Brother Wolf King, if we keep going forward like this, we're going to run into those crawlers…"

"Awooo!"

A roar erupted!

A black tornado burst forth from the Black Moon Wolf King's mouth!

It surged straight toward the Wild Boar Chieftain!

The Wild Boar Chieftain felt the wind pressure coming from behind him.

Without a second thought, he immediately activated every shield on his body!

The terrifying scene of his last ambush was seared deep into his memory!

At the same time, he spun around at once.

He drew the Flesh-Butchering Cleaver.

This was an exclusive weapon his territory could forge.

It granted a massive bonus against flesh.

And in this world, the vast majority of monsters had flesh.

So this weapon was extremely useful.

When Lu Cang saw the weapon, his brow furrowed slightly.

Without even thinking, he knew this weapon's affinity was terribly mismatched with his own.

Nearly all of his troops were flesh and blood.

If this Flesh-Butchering Cleaver wasn't aimed at him, then who was it aimed at?

Thus, Lu Cang felt a little more disgust toward this Wild Boar Chieftain in his heart.

And when the Wild Boar Chieftain turned his head and saw that the attacker was not some so-called enemy,

but the Black Moon Wolf King—

his fury flared up all at once.

"Dammit, I knew you bastard was up to no good!"

"Luring me out here to get me killed?"

Boom!

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The impact struck the shield.

The shield trembled slightly.

But there was no sign of it shattering.

Whoosh!

The Black Moon Wolf King lunged forward two steps!

And was instantly right in front of the Wild Boar Chieftain.

It slammed a paw down with a vicious strike!

This was a unit type that excelled in speed.

Especially the Black Moon Wolf King—a heavily enhanced speed type.

The Wild Boar Chieftain hadn't even had time to react.

He was slammed straight into the ground!

And the wild boar beneath him—

was slapped dead with a single blow.

That mount was nothing more than a Tier-Two elite.