Grim Reaper
In the tranquil forest.
The wolves, who were lying down asleep or playing by the river and licking their fur, suddenly changed!
Some of them were frantically biting their own limbs, completely disregarding the pain and the flying blood, as if they were about to bite themselves to death.
Some, however, became enraged and attacked their fellow creatures with frenzied fury.
Some of the weaker individuals collapsed to the ground, lifeless.
In the blink of an eye, over a hundred Wind Wolf in this pack went into a frenzy.
"Awooo!"
The other wolf packs were thrown into chaos, as if they had been startled.
At the critical moment, the Wind Wolf King leaped to the highest point and let out an angry howl.
Most of the wolf pack calmed down, but the Wind Wolf, already driven mad, ignored their leader's orders and continued to chase after the blood.
"Awooo!"
The Wind Wolf King roared once more and charged into the frenzied wolf pack.
Its claws and teeth were incredibly sharp, and each swing brought with it several Wind Blade. Any Wind Wolf that stood in its way was disemboweled and torn to pieces, dying a gruesome death.
Before long, the 'chaos' was suppressed by the king with the power of a single wolf.
Not only that, it sniffed the air and looked suspiciously at where Sulu was hiding.
"What a powerful wolf king!"
Within the Mind World, Sulu let out a long laugh, and Spirit Chain flew out, trapping the opponent's Mind Secret Realm like a snare. "Give me... ascension!"
Immediately afterwards, he and the Wolf King arrived in the Dream Spirit World.
In the Material World, the wolf king first displayed great power, then suddenly collapsed, plunging the other Wind Wolf into even greater chaos.
"Awooo!"
Before Sulu, the vast, silvery-white secret realm continued to collapse inward, eventually transforming into the shape of a wolf.
The wolf king's massive body was covered in a layer of silvery-white light, and a fleshy lump appeared on the left and right sides of its neck, growing larger and larger until it finally burst open, forming two slightly smaller wolf heads.
One after another, eerie eyes emerged from all over the wolf king's body, the bottom of their pupils seemingly reflecting the image of a crescent moon.
A ferocious and insane aura continued to spread outwards.
"Um?"
Sulu sensed something was wrong. "Could this wolf king have the blood of Spirit World creature?"
But he didn't have time to think about it anymore.
The next moment, the three-headed wolf king, covered in eyes, roared and pounced.
"Centaur, charge!"
Sulu retreated swiftly, and from one of his Thaumaturgy Card, Centaur Warrior wielding a spear leaped out and clashed with the Wolf King.
"Awooo!"
The Centaur Warrior brandished his silver spear, intense battle aura emanating from its tip as it sliced across the three-headed wolf's waist.
Pfft!
One by one, eyes were pierced, oozing a foul-smelling liquid, but as the flesh writhed at the wounds, a large number of eyes rapidly grew back.
"Spirit Pressure!"
While the Centaur Warrior were confronting the three-headed wolf king head-on, Sulu was not idle either.
His Inspiration transformed into immense pressure, all of which fell upon the wolf king, as if a mountain had been added, slowing down his opponent's movements.
Upon seeing this, a Thaumaturgy Card appeared, from which a giant fireball flew out.
"Great Fireball!"
Boom!
Orange flames exploded, engulfing the wolf king's entire body, from which came a shrill roar.
After the flames subsided, the three-headed wolf king was in a terrible state: its fur was charred black, many of its eyes were shriveled or damaged, and one of its heads had been pierced through by Centaur Warrior with a spear.
But as it stood up, more eyes grew, and under the light of its Moon Wheel Eye, all its injuries healed rapidly.
"Spirit Chain!"
Sulu pressed down with his right hand, and Spirit Chain emerged from the ground, binding the three-headed wolf king's limbs.
"How can a mere third-tier opponent be so troublesome?"
He felt somewhat strained, something he might not have experienced even when fighting his opponent in the Material World.
"I'm afraid... I've chosen the wrong battlefield. The Spirit World is my home turf, and it's also its territory! It does indeed possess the bloodline of Spirit World creatures, and... it's quite advanced!"
Sulu gritted his teeth, watching the wolf king struggle and break its chains. He drew a blank Thaumaturgy Card, waved his hand, and a large number of colorful dreams appeared, completely enveloping the wolf king. "Seal!"
A massive the Vortex appeared, pulling both the dream and the wolf king into it.
The Material World.
Sulu's soul returned, watching as a Thaumaturgy Card in his hand burst into flames from its base and turned to ashes.
"The seal failed, but fortunately, the wolf king's spirit also perished, which is actually a good way to destroy it..."
He looked across the street.
The moment the wolf king fell, all the Wind Wolf involuntarily looked up at the sky and howled in grief.
"Awooo!"
"Awooo! Awooo!"
"This wolf king is acting strangely; we can't give it to them!"
Sulu rushed down quickly, and a layer of Spirit Pressure spread out.
With his current spiritual level, combined with the effect of his Spirit Pressure, he exuded Dragon Might's might, carrying the deepest majesty, and drove away the leaderless Wind Wolf.
"Hmm? It seems the temporary mental boost disappeared when I used Spirit Pressure? No... or rather, it didn't work? A value of 10.0, so it really was the limit before the legends?"
Sulu made another small discovery.
He approached the wolf king's massive corpse, frightening away the guarding wolves. Demon Hunting Dagger appeared in his hand, and he began to dissect and draw blood.
This wolf king possesses a rich Spirit World bloodline; it's definitely a valuable item!
Even if he doesn't need it, it's still good for setting up ceremonies or for trading.
Especially the Wizard of this world, who are skilled in bloodline transplantation and crave unique and powerful bloodlines.
By the time all this was done, it was already dusk.
After resting for a while, Sulu stepped into the area of the white buildings.
The architecture here is quite peculiar, full of Gothic style, with pointed roofs and bizarre sculptures along the roads.
After walking through the perimeter, there is a huge wall directly in front of the main building.
Time has left its mark on it, and the original relief has become somewhat blurred.
But as Sulu stood there, he seemed to hear a long-lost sigh.
"The Wall of Sighs?"
His Inspiration swiftly caught a glimpse of information—the name of the wall before him. "It will absorb the regrets of the spirit, and all its emotions... because the spirit needs none of these."
Sulu's expression was somewhat solemn. He didn't look at the walls much, but walked around them from a distance and came to the main building.
This appears to be a church, but its layout is completely different from that of the Mother Earth.
"An ancestral spirit? Or some Evil God?"
He had some guesses in his mind as he approached the gate.
The church doors were made of some kind of black wood, and surprisingly, they haven't corroded at all after so long; the patterns on them are still clearly visible.
Numerous bizarre symbols formed the shape of a multi-headed hound, seemingly chasing a group of souls.
"This is..."
Sulu pressed his brow, lowered his gaze, and saw another Gulam Language at the very bottom. "Death is the destination of all!"
"Is this... the church of some Grim Reaper?"