Werewolf Territory.
Although it had constantly endured Huang Yu's suppression,
Werewolf Lord Buck had still managed, with great difficulty, to raise his territory to Tier Two.
And after passing the assessment,
it had received a decent reward.
There were now more than 400 gnolls in its territory, every one of them a born warrior!
Among them,
it also had 50 Fine Grade Werewolf Barbarians, 10 Rare Grade Direwolf Knights, and 5 Rare Grade Ghost Hand Werewolves.
But it felt that this was still far from enough!
The screams of the Troll Warriors still echoed in its mind.
Every time it thought of those humanoid killing machines,
Buck shuddered with fear.
He came before the Werewolf Ancestral Totem.
This was the authority and symbol of the Half-Orc Lords.
Through the Ancestor Totem, he could summon warriors of the gnoll race, purchase various buildings and resources with Soul Crystals, and trade with other Werewolf Lords.
But after using Soul Crystals to summon a large number of subjects, he no longer had the strength to do any of those things.
Now, he had come to request aid.
"Great ancestor, please convey to my brother Mog that I agree to his terms!"
Gnolls had shallow feelings, and their personalities were cold-blooded and selfish.
Although Mog was Buck's brother,
before their descent, the bond between them had been little different from that between ordinary gnolls.
In fact, for certain reasons, their relationship had been extremely strained.
Thus, rather than calling it a request for aid, it would be more accurate to call it a transaction.
And a transaction that involved selling his soul!
"Oh, my dear elder brother!"
"Seeing your message has made my soul so excited that it's about to leave my body!"
"Come, come, sign this contract quickly!"
"That way, our family can