Third Soul Skill: Holy Healing Technique

One massive wolf-shaped Soul Beast after another, their fur silver-gray, slowly emerged.

On each of their foreheads was a white mark shaped like a crescent moon, radiating an eerie glow in the darkness.

"Awooo—!!!"

Shrill wolf howls rose and fell, shaking leaves loose from the trees.

Shrek Academy.

Ma Hongjun looked at the wolves with crescent marks on their foreheads and asked curiously, "Grandmaster, what kind of Soul Beasts are these?"

Yu Xiaogang's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. After all, he still had not gotten over being proven wrong earlier.

Hearing Ma Hongjun's question, he snorted coldly, looking as though he could not be bothered to speak.

Seeing this, Flender pushed up his glasses and solemnly explained, "They are Moon Wolves."

"Do not underestimate them."

"They are an extremely unusual type of pack-dwelling Soul Beast."

Flender pointed at the approaching wolf pack on the Heavenly Curtain and explained in detail.

"They are exceptionally friendly toward their own kind. One could even say they possess a golden spirit of sacrifice."

"They possess a special innate ability that allows them to sacrifice sixty to seventy percent of their own strength to heal injured companions."

"And the leader of a Moon Wolf pack is a ten-thousand-year Moon Wolf King. As long as the leader does not die, the pack will not disperse!"

At this point, Flender's voice grew heavier, carrying a chill.

"Furthermore, Moon Wolves have absolutely no goodwill toward humans. They even hate humans intensely."

"Any human who enters their territory will be subjected to their frenzied slaughter."

Looking at the countless green eyes on the Heavenly Curtain, Flender could not help shaking his head.

"Surrounded by so many Moon Wolves, with a Ten Thousand Year Wolf King overseeing them, they would need a Soul Sage-level expert present."

"Otherwise, this trip of theirs is likely doomed."

"Roar—!"

A foul, nauseating stench of blood rushed toward them.

A middle-aged male teacher with the strength of a Soul Emperor stood firmly at the front, his Martial Soul a massive Iron Shield.

Behind him, Teacher Yang's hands blazed with flames as he tried to force back the wolf pack.

"Kids, do not be afraid!"

"The distress signal has already been sent. Hold on! Reinforcements will arrive soon!"

However, two enormous Twin Wolf Kings with crimson crescents on their foreheads stepped out from the wolf pack. Sweat beaded on both teachers' foreheads as the pressure mounted.

They had not expected there to be Twin Wolf Kings!

"Awooo—!"

Following the long howl of one Wolf King, the pack surged toward them from all directions.

"Prepare for battle!"

Although the students' legs trembled, they knew that fighting to the death was their only option.

The light of Soul Skills flashed continuously in the darkness.

At first, they could barely hold back the assault.

But they quickly realized that something was wrong.

These wolves were far too cunning. They did not clash head-on at all. Instead, they exploited their numerical advantage, madly biting at their limbs and draining their Soul Power.

"Aah—!"

A shrill scream rang out.

An Agility Attack System student with weaker defenses made one mistake in his positioning and was instantly pounced on by three lurking Moon Wolves.

Sharp wolf fangs viciously sank into his shoulder and thigh, staining the ground red with blood.

"Save him! Hurry, save him!"

A nearby Assault System student charged forward with red eyes, forcing the wolves back with all his strength and dragging his blood-covered companion back inside the circle.

Jiang Zhu, standing in the middle of the group, immediately raised her Healing Scepter.

"First Soul Skill: Healing Aura!"

"Second Soul Skill: Healing Array!"

Soft green light descended. Within that gentle radiance, the injured student's bone-deep wounds began to stop bleeding and heal.

But the injuries came too quickly.

They had only just healed one person when another had his lower leg bitten off.

Jiang Zhu's Soul Power rapidly drained away. In only a few minutes, it had nearly run dry.

"I can't... Soul Power... I have none left..."

Jiang Zhu gasped heavily, sweat sliding down her cheeks.

Just then.

"Rip!"

Another sound of flesh tearing rang out. One student took a claw strike head-on to protect the person beside him.

Three horrifying gashes opened across his chest. Blood sprayed everywhere, and he crashed heavily to the ground.

Jiang Zhu looked at her blood-soaked companion, then at the frightened eyes all around her.

She patted her cheeks, gritted her teeth, and released another Soul Skill. "Third Soul Skill: Holy Healing Technique!"

This was the skill she had just gained from her third Soul Ring, a powerful single-target healing Soul Skill.

But forcibly activating it with exhausted Soul Power meant... consuming her life force.

Jiang Zhu's once rosy fingertips visibly withered, while her formerly lustrous crimson hair dimmed several shades.

A dense aura of life surged into the injured student's body, forcibly dragging him back from the gates of death.

The wolf pack, however, was not to be outdone.

The Moon Wolves injured by the teachers and students, those on the verge of death, did not flee.

They retreated to the rear, and the Crescent Moon Marks on their foreheads suddenly lit up with silver light.

Then, through those marks, they transferred every remaining trace of life energy in their bodies to nearby companions who could still fight.

Once the transfer was complete, the injured Moon Wolves' bodies rapidly shriveled. With one final mournful howl, they died completely.

The Moon Wolves that received the power swelled in size, their eyes turning blood-red as they became even more violent and ferocious.

"This... this is the Moon Wolves' sacrifice?"

At Shrek Academy, Ma Hongjun stared at the scene in shock. "That is brutal. For the victory of the pack, they can throw away their lives at any time."

On the battlefield.

The two teachers were tightly entangled by the powerful Twin Wolf Kings. Both had already been injured and could not spare a hand to provide aid.

As one line of defense was breached, the Moon Wolves immediately scattered their formation.

"It's over... we're going to die..."

An aura of despair enveloped every student.

Just as several students were about to be torn apart by wolf jaws.

"You beasts dare attack students of my Spirit Hall!"

A thunderous Roar came from the forest.

Immediately afterward, two overwhelming Soul Power pressures appeared. The two figures kicked off the ground and crashed violently into the center of the wolf pack.

"Boom!"

Dust flew everywhere as dozens of Moon Wolves were instantly smashed into Meat Paste.

Two elderly men wearing high-ranking Spirit Hall uniforms stood there, seven Soul Rings pulsing around their bodies.

The reinforcements had arrived!

The situation reversed in an instant.

The two Ten Thousand Year Wolf Kings were highly intelligent. Seeing that the situation was hopeless and that their pack had suffered severe casualties—

They let out unwilling howls and gave the order to retreat.

The wolf pack withdrew like a tide. Even as they left, they orderly carried away their companions' corpses in their mouths before vanishing into the depths of the forest.

"Whew... we survived..."

"Waaah... I thought I was going to die."

The surviving students collapsed onto the ground. Some burst into tears, while others stared blankly around them.

The crisis had not been completely resolved.

Three mangled, blood-soaked figures still lay on the ground.

They were too badly injured. Their internal organs had been damaged, and they had lost too much blood. Without treatment now, they would never make it out of the forest.

But the two Soul Sages who had arrived were both Assault System Soul Masters and knew nothing about healing.

The only Healing System Soul Master present was Jiang Zhu.

But she was already at the end of her rope, her face deathly pale and her body too unsteady even to stand.

The remaining teachers and students saw her condition, as well as the wrinkles that had already appeared on her face.

If she were to save those three as well, the life force consumed would be far more than just a little.

For a time, the air became deathly silent.

Everyone looked at Jiang Zhu, but no one had the nerve to speak.

If they opened their mouths, they would be forcing her to trade her life for theirs.

As the Teachers stepped forward, trying to use Soul Power to stop the bleeding, bandage the three students, and delay their deaths—

"Save... save me..."

"Jiang Zhu... I don't want to die... I'm only fourteen..."

"Please... save me..."