Cold Calculation and a Killing Trap

Rough canvas slid down the steep slope, exposing dozens of rows of iron machines along the cliff edge.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Heavy refined-steel bolts left their rails and swept across the targets in the hollow.

A Third Tier Blood-Armored Wolf Guard charged at the front. Blood energy surged across his body, forming a dark red shield before him.

The steel bolt struck the shield. The Armor-Piercing Rune's vibrations scattered the blood energy, and the bolt drove beneath his ribs. Its momentum hurled him back more than ten meters and pinned him to the bedrock behind him.

Clang!

The point pierced through his spine and came out his back, driving into another werewolf's thigh.

The werewolf threw back his head and screamed. He dug his claws into his own flesh, trying to pull his leg free of the shaft.

But the wolves behind him slammed into him, knocking him and the Blood-Armored Wolf Guard down beneath the rock wall. The impact sent rows of nearby wolf soldiers sprawling.

The same scene played out across the battlefield. Wolves at the front were trampled into the mire by their own kind. Mud flooded their nostrils, and their limbs stuck fast.

Several low-rank werewolves tried to turn and crawl away, only to have armored wolf soldiers crush their spines under iron boots.

The artillery positions higher up opened fire.

Armor-Shattering Shrapnel Shells struck the slopes on both sides of Half-Moon Hollow.

Boom!

Explosions burst above the rock walls on either side.

Diamond-shaped Iron Shards and jagged iron fragments struck the stone and ricocheted into a broad spread of projectiles, slicing through the wolf pack just above the ground.

Without heavy armor to protect them, low-rank werewolves took the shards in their knees and lower bodies. They fell in swaths into the muddy water, their