The Wolf King's Legend (Part One)

Many mysterious legends circulate across the vast Freljord ice plains. ☢🐠 🎉🏆

In the snow-capped mountains of the northwest, the legend of the Wolf King is widely known.

The Wolf King did not die; he was reborn in another body.

Northwest of Freljord lies a continuous range of snow-capped mountains, home to many tribes that use wolves as their totem. They claim to be descendants of wolves and worship the Wolf King.

These tribes all have names related to wolves: Claws, Wolf Shadow, Bloodslayers... and Sharp Fangs.

The harsh life in the snow-capped mountains has forged the tough character of these tribes, especially the Sharp Teeth, who, though few in number, never back down in the face of challenges.

The relationships between these tribes were not friendly; they often fought over food, and their power has been fluctuating for thousands of years.

Only fangs never reached their peak, nor did they ever decline.

The warriors of Fang were unwilling to accept this fate. They were clearly the strongest, so why were they left to languish in obscurity?

Thus, Chief Fang led his brave people on a path of conquest, for once they took flight, they soared into the sky.

Fang demonstrated formidable strength and exceptional wisdom on its path of conquest, quickly annexing several neighboring small tribes.

Soon, the only tribes in the vicinity capable of challenging them were the Wolf Shadow and Claws tribes.

The fanged people revere their chieftain as the reincarnation of the Wolf King, who will surely unify the snow mountain; however, the chieftain's ambitions extend beyond this.

He wants to unify the snow-capped mountains, and even more so, he wants to cross them and roam freely throughout the entire Freljord!

The grand dream was quickly shattered as the previously at odds Wolf Shadow and Claws joined forces to launch a fierce attack on Fang.

Caught completely off guard, Fang hastily engaged in battle, ultimately suffering defeat and fleeing with more than half its troops dead or wounded, including its chieftain.

The chieftain left behind three children, who received no special treatment because of their status: in the wolf world, there is no such thing as sympathizing with the weak.

Warwick, the eldest brother, had just turned twelve. He inherited his father's fortitude and courage, and used tough methods to protect his two younger brothers.

He often told his younger brothers that their father was the reincarnation of the Wolf King, and that the Wolf King would never truly die, as his soul had been passed down.

The second son, Worland, was only seven years old. He grew up surrounded by his father's legends, worshipped his father and the Wolf King, and was determined to lead the tribe to new glory.

The younger brother, Uncle Wolf, was only two years old. He didn't understand anything, but he knew that his father wouldn't be coming back and that he had to listen to his older brother.

The fact that the tribespeople don't get close to them doesn't mean they have no friends. The brothers' friends aren't humans, but powerful giant wolves!

Their acquaintance with the giant wolf began because of a disaster.

One day, Warwick took Worland into the mountains to hunt, but they were caught in a blizzard and trapped in the mountains. They were not worried about themselves, but about Uncle Wolf who was alone at home.

After their father died, they moved to the edge of the village to escape the pranks that children their age often played.

They were trapped in the mountains this time, Uncle Wolf with no one to take care of them, their small tent certainly wouldn't be able to withstand the onslaught of the blizzard!

It took Warwick three whole days to escape with Worland. When they returned to their lodgings, they found that everyone had moved away and their little tent had disappeared!

After the two brothers found the tribe, they couldn't find Uncle Wolf no matter who they asked. This made Warwick very anxious. He went back to where he had lived and dug and dug, but he couldn't find his brother after a long time.

He was heartbroken and frustrated, but nothing could help. For the first time since birth, the strong and healthy Warwick fell ill.

This incident became an indelible pain in his heart. He always hoped that one day in the future, Uncle Wolf would suddenly appear and call him in a childish tone: Warwick.

To his delight, Worland was growing rapidly. He never wasted a single day, and in addition to becoming increasingly skilled in hunting, his combat skills were also improving day by day.

Three years later, when Worland was ten years old, he became a famous warrior in the tribe. Together with the already renowned Warwick, the two brothers gained a certain status in the tribe.

But a ten-year-old child, no matter what achievements he has made, is still immature. Worland challenged the patriarch without even consulting Warwick!

He wants to be the leader of Fangs!

Without a doubt, he failed and was thrown into the deep mountains.

Upon learning the news, Warwick did not rush to seek revenge against the patriarch; he cared more about his brother's life than hatred.

He has already lost one brother; he can't afford to lose another!

Warwick searched the mountains for several days without finding any trace of Worland. Exhausted and having run out of food, the grown man shed tears.

At that moment, a pack of giant wolves found him and surrounded him. He didn't struggle; he closed his eyes and waited to be reunited with his family...

After waiting for a long time, Warwick didn't feel any pain; instead, his face felt warm.

He opened his eyes and found that the giant wolf hadn't hurt him; instead, it was licking his face with its tongue!

Just then, a man covered in wounds came up and helped him up; it was his younger brother, Worland.

The joy of reunion instantly dispelled Warwick's fatigue; he hugged his brother tightly, crying and laughing at the same time.

Worland broke free from his brother's embrace and pulled a child over. The child had dark skin and was naked in the freezing snow.

Warwick recognized him immediately—it was his underling Uncle Wolf!

Three years have passed, and he has grown quite a bit and gotten much darker, but his appearance is still very recognizable!

Fate played a cruel joke on him. Just when Warwick felt he had lost everything, his two most important brothers returned.

Worland told Warwick that the wolves had saved him, and that Uncle Wolf was one of them.

Uncle Wolf looked at his older brother, opened his mouth as if to speak, and after a long struggle, managed to squeeze out a few words in a hoarse voice. "Warwick."

Warwick felt not only awe but also deep gratitude towards these wolves. They had first saved Uncle Wolf, then Worland, and in a sense, now they had saved him as well.

No matter how much humans admire wolves, the two are always irreconcilable enemies, because strength, cunning, and fighting are the wolf's true nature.

Why would these giant wolves save their own brother? Warwick couldn't think of any other reason besides the legend of the Wolf King.

Perhaps the Wolf King really was a human, as the legends say, and immortal, and now Wolf King soul has been transferred to his brothers.

Was it Worland or Uncle Wolf? Warwick never imagined he would be the Wolf King, because his life always revolved around his two younger brothers.

The three brothers did not immediately return to their tribe, but instead lived with the wolf pack for several years. Gradually, they learned to understand the howls of the wolves, and the giant wolf could also understand what they were saying.

Years later, when the three brothers returned to Fang, the tribesmen were startled: they looked like three savages, incredibly strong, and exuding an aura of wild restlessness!

Worland once again challenged the patriarch and defeated him, becoming the new leader of Fang.