"More than enough."
The Wolf Clan Leader continued smiling as he said unhurriedly, "For the rise of the ratfolk, I think that reason is more than enough."
He had finally gathered enough strength. First, he dropped to one knee, gritting his teeth so hard that his knee nearly ground a deep crater into the ground. Then he rose with difficulty, narrowed his eyes, spread his arms and opened his mouth toward the sky, greedily drawing in the cold, fresh air from ten thousand meters above as he let out a silent roar.
Meng Chao also staggered to his feet, studying the Wolf Clan Leader's face with suspicion.
Whether it was an illusion or not, he felt that the Wolf Clan Leader's face had become somewhat different from before.
During their fierce battle against the Fusion Beast, even with their helmets and face masks protecting them, their faces and brains had still been the Fusion Beast's primary targets. Their noses had been battered crooked, their faces swollen and torn, and even their teeth had shattered and fallen out from biting down too violently.
By the time they withdrew their Totem Armor, both their heads had swollen to twice their original size, their features displaced so badly that even their own parents would not have recognized them.
As the Yellow Crystal Fruit transformed into trickling streams of Spiritual Energy that slowly seeped into their capillaries, stimulating their facial nerves and shattered bones, their cells divided and grew a hundred times faster. The bruises, swelling, and wounds on their faces healed at a rate visible to the naked eye.
Even within their broken bones and severed tooth pulp, vast numbers of bone cells grew, rapidly restoring their most authentic appearances.
During this transformation, even many old injuries were repaired along the way.
Thus,