Alan closed the system page, destroyed Manson's remains, and teleported directly back to the fungus master.
As soon as he returned, he received a magical message from Sonia.
After reading it, Alan turned and looked at the silver-haired lolita, lost in thought.
Master Shiva was slightly tipsy.
He had plucked a strand of mycelium from the fungus master's back, twisted it into a thin string, and was happily playing cat's cradle.
Her delicate, white hands were quite deft, pulling off many new tricks Alan had never seen before.
Elsewhere, Feilin, Julie, and Olivia weren't as leisurely as the silver-haired little lolita.
The wolf girl Beiting had already attacked with her minions.
The Griffin siblings transformed into giant griffins, joining forces to fight the wolves.
The siblings couldn't defeat the young Blue Dragon master, but they were no match for these second- and third-level werewolf warlocks.
Eight mirror clones surrounded Felin, dragging dazzling afterimages as they flew at high speed, weaving through the enemy horde.
The cross sword in his hand was pre-coated with silver, and the blade extended a ten-meter-long blade of light, like a gleaming silver spear!
Felin's unique skill, the "Sun Sword," was like a high-energy laser beam.
It swiftly slashed through the body, not severing it completely, but capable of inflicting severe burns.
Felin soared low, sweeping his sword, slaughtering everyone in his path!
No one in the Wolf Clan dared to confront him head-on!
Julie's fighting style wasn't as reckless as her cousin's.
Her principle was to capture a target and eliminate it!
The cross sword in her hand shone with golden magical brilliance.
From a hundred steps away, she locked onto a Tier 3 early-stage Werewolf Warlock.
Juli pointed her sword at the werewolf, and a golden light descended from the sky.
The Werewolf Warlock across from her was frozen in place, as if under a spell of immobilization!
Juli spread her wings and charged forward, narrowly missing the Werewolf Warlock.
Swish!
At high speed, she struck the head with a single strike!
Juli's sword technique was called "Immovable Sword of Ignorance," the renowned skill of her academy mentor, Ms. Lingna.
It was said to be a Tier 3 Holy Sword technique passed down from "Origin City."
Swing the sword from a distance, inflicting a psychic shock on a designated enemy.
If the enemy loses the mental confrontation, they will be stunned, temporarily incapacitated!
Julie's spiritual growth was exceptional among warlocks of her level.
Furthermore, she stood 1.9 meters tall, a "weakling with both strength and speed."
The werewolf warlocks on the other side, those with stronger spiritual power than her, were far inferior in strength and speed, and were instantly and violently defeated by her.
Those whose strength and speed matched hers were crushed by their spiritual power and immobilized by the "Immovable Sword of Ignorance," leaving them to wait for their death.
Julie's abilities were well-balanced, with no weaknesses.
She could always exploit her opponent's weaknesses and easily defeat them!
Until Taffman stepped in and stopped her from slaughtering her teammates.
"Brother Taffman! For Alan's sake, I don't want to hurt you. Retreat immediately!"
Julie stood with her sword in hand, glaring at the beastly bull giant across the way.
Taffman remained silent, focused on his ferocious attacks, seriously feinting.
For a moment, the two engaged in a fierce fight.
Beiting noticed Julie's higher cultivation level than Taffman's, and fearing he wouldn't be able to hold on, she rushed to his aid.
However, before she could take a few steps, she was stopped by a beautiful girl with blue hair and blue eyes.
"Beiting, the Wolf King's second daughter?" the girl asked.
"Yes, I am Beiting! Little girl from the Russell family, you're standing in my way—are you afraid of your own mortality?!"
"Haha! I'm glad you recognize me!" Olivia sneered, her fighting spirit high. "I heard you're the second-ranked potion master in the Beast Worship Cult, and that you specialize in poisons?"
"So what?" Beiting asked proudly.
"I don't believe your poison skills are better than mine!" Olivia stated her intentions. "Today, I'm going to challenge you to a duel, to see who's the better!"
Before she finished her words, she raised her hand and unleashed a "Poison Spray."
"Don't show off such tricks!"
Beiting, with a look of disdain on her face, silently cast a spell, casually countering the "Poison Spray."
When it came to competing in poison skills, besides Silvermoon Island's rising potion master, Alan Panthers, Beiting only admired her teacher, Lady Caroline.
She didn't even consider the Russell family's genius girl, a naturalist sorcerer, someone who had earned her fame for nothing!
"You ignorant little girl, try this!"
Beiting thrust her palms forward, and the "Poison Cloud" spell, imbued with sleeping incense, surged towards Olivia!
"That's a good trick, but it won't work on me!"
Olivia quickly made a casting gesture, releasing a burst of green light.
A 3rd-level "Dispel" spell successfully dispelled the swirling cloud of poisonous gas.
"Hmm? Interesting..."
Beiting's expression changed slightly as she opened her spell material bag.
"Little girl, watch carefully! It's time to show off your true skills!"
Beiting pulled four small, differently colored vials from her bag and held them between her left fingers.
She possessed a mixture of toxins that couldn't be dispelled. The drawback was its short shelf life, requiring only immediate preparation.
Beiting's skill in mixing poisons was truly remarkable, and she wasn't boasting.
In just a few seconds, she could combine four level 5 toxins, in a specific order and with precise amounts, to create a noble level 6 poison!
Combining this spell with the mixture, Olivia would surely die!
"Little girl, you're too naive to compete with me in poison techniques!"
With a sneer, Beiting's fingers flew, mixing poison on the fly.
"Haha! Such skillful and elegant poison mixing, can you pull it off?"
Seeing Beiting's dazzling technique, Olivia had to admit that her own skills were slightly inferior.
Mimicking Beiting's technique would only lead to her own poisonous death if she wasn't careful.
But it didn't matter; she had a special trick up her sleeve!
Olivia, without a second thought, stripped off her sorcerer's robes.
She was left with only her enchanted silk panties and bra, revealing a vast expanse of flawless, white skin.
Beiting was slightly startled by the sight.
"Little girl! Are you planning to combine seduction with poison to release an aphrodisiac on me?"
The combination of poison and seduction does exist in reality, and it can even work on people of the same sex.
"Seducing you, you big-headed devil!"
Olivia immediately activated her fourth-level Atavism!
The half-naked beauty instantly transformed into a lush, verdant tree-man!
From its massive, twisted roots to its dense crown, it stood nearly twenty meters tall!
From its thick branches, countless thorny vines dangled.
Just as Beiting was at a loss...
Olivia, atavistic, suddenly swung her long, branch-like arms.
Countless vines whistled through the wind, sweeping straight towards Beiting!
Wolf girl Beiting scrambled to avoid the attack!
She barely managed to survive the violent lash.
Her clothes had been torn, revealing bloody whip marks.
The four bottles of poison in her hands were whipped away by the cane before they could even mix, shattering into pieces!
Beiting clutched her still-bleeding forehead, her chest heaving violently, her eyes filled with indignation and confusion!
"You idiot! Didn't you say you wanted to compete with me in poison techniques?"
"Witch, times have changed! This is my violent poison technique!"
Olivia, reverting to her ancestral form, raised her giant tree-root foot and stomped down hard on Beiting's head!
Bang!
The ground shook as the giant foot stomped, sending mud and sand flying!
"Wait, wait a minute!"
Beiting scrambled and rolled, narrowly escaping from under the tree man's feet.
"You shameless bitch! Just wait!"
Beiting, furious, she decisively activated her fourth-level atavism, transforming into a snow-white winter wolf giant.
Filled with resentment, she pounced viciously upon the tree man!
The battle of poison techniques devolved into a violent brawl!
…
The Wolf Clan was locked in a bitter struggle.
Including Beiting, they all awaited reinforcements.
The Amazing Circus, upon entering the secret realm, were like rats in a rice jar, preoccupied with collecting the various spores needed to practice "Gathering Meditation," completely ignoring their real work!
Beiting couldn't count on these enchanters, who were only concerned with immediate gains.
As for the Dragon Vein Warlocks of the North Island Federation and the Insect Warlocks of the Beast Cult, they also suffered setbacks.
The life mark of "Stone Singer" Manson has vanished, and he's in grave danger!
Spencer, the eldest Spider daughter, was gravely injured, but fortunately her boyfriend, Aslan, rescued her.
Spanna, the second Spider daughter, was responsible for guarding the teleportation hub in and out of the secret realm and had no time to spare to provide support.
Now, Beiting and the others' entire hope rests on their eldest brother, Akbar!
However, the Wolf Prince's current predicament is even worse than his sister Beiting's.
To the west of the mushroom garden, amidst the jagged stalagmites.
Two figures, one chasing, the other fleeing.
The one fleeing on the ground was Akbar.
Rockets rained down from the sky at treacherous angles.
Akbar was forced to frequently change his trajectory, using the tall stalagmites as cover to avoid the rain of arrows from overhead.
Even so, he was still struck by two arrows. The arrow wound on his back exuded a pungent, burning smell.
His shirt was also consumed by the arrow's enchanted flames.
Akbar hid in a forest of stalagmites and pulled out the arrow with his backhand.
The barb on the arrow tore off a piece of flesh, causing his face to twitch in pain.
"Little white-haired bitch! How vicious!"
Akbar cursed softly, looking up at the night sky.
A girl in armor, resembling an angel, circled in the air, longbow in hand, searching for prey.
The girl wore silver armor, her hair as white as snow.
She had white wings spread out from behind her, wielding a magical longbow that automatically generated flaming arrows.
Her holy and awe-inspiring appearance made her look like an angel no matter how you looked at her!
Akbar guessed that the girl chasing him must be a late-stage fourth-level celestial sorcerer!
This person wasn't on the list of those left behind in the mushroom garden, and their origins remained a mystery!
However, upon entering the secret realm, Akbar noticed an additional person on the defenders' side.
A beautiful girl with silver hair, whose origins were unknown.
She looked unfamiliar, no more than ten years old.
The angel in the sky looked like a silver-haired girl who had grown ten years older and entered the celestial realm of atavism!
Akbar knew, of course, that atavism could visually alter a sorcerer's stature and appearance.
It could make the elderly appear younger and children appear more mature.
According to this logic, the bow angel currently pursuing him was most likely the mysterious silver-haired girl!
The problem was...
Akbar didn't even know her!
Let alone have offended her!
Why did she ignore the other intruders and single-mindedly pursue him? The Wolf Prince grew increasingly furious as he thought about it!
Whoosh!
A rocket streaked through the air.
It shattered the stalagmite where Akbar was hiding.
Gravel, mixed with sparks, rained down.
Akbar's hair ignited, emitting a smoky cloud.
As he frantically tried to put out the flames, a silver-haired archer angel soared overhead.
The angel drew her bow and arrow, aiming at the Wolf Prince. Her voice was cold and righteous.
"I already smell the devil's stench from you!"
"Hellhound, won't you reveal your ugly true face?"
Akbar slowly rose, a look of realization on his face.
"I finally understand. No wonder you've been so persistent!"
"Is it because I've merged with the blood of a hellhound and the aura I exude evokes your hostility?"
"The fateful hostility between Heaven and Hell has nothing to do with me!"
"But if you piss me off, I won't mind sending you to hell!"
Ackbar raised his head and roared!
His body expanded rapidly, and tufts of black bristles sprouted from beneath his skin.
In the blink of an eye, he transformed into a towering, ferocious werewolf of Hell!
The silver-haired angel hovered in the air, a subtle glint of cunning in her eyes.
She disguised herself as an angel with such fidelity that she successfully deceived the Wolf Prince.
In fact, her atavistic form differed slightly from that of a true angel.
She was a black-winged fallen angel, also known as... a succubus!
Sonia hunted Akbar to avenge her blood. Using magic to change her appearance was to avoid being discovered by the Wolf Prince and being accused of breaking the covenant and slaying the enemy.
‐‐ However, disguising herself as an angel wasn't Sonia's own idea.
‐‐ It was Alan's suggestion.
‐‐ He even had her imitate Master Shiva's appearance, especially her long, silver hair.
‐‐ Master Shiva's arrival in the mushroom garden had already attracted the enemy's attention, and they were all speculating about her identity.
‐‐ Alan didn't want his teacher's identity to be exposed, so he needed to find a stand-in and arrange a reasonable background for her.
‐‐ That way, when Master Shiva attacked, she could appear before the enemy as the White Tiger Warrior.
‐‐ No one would associate her with the silver-haired lolita.
‐‐ Sonia was the stand-in Alan chose for Master Shiva.
‐‐ It just so happened that Sonia couldn't pursue Akbar in her true form, so the two of them met their needs and hit it off.
Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!
Sonia plucked the bowstring, unleashing three rockets in a single volley.
Akbar stood tall, swung his arms, and deflected two of the rockets.
The third rocket lodged in his chest and then deflected, its tip shattered.
The Wolf Prince, mastering the fourth-level "Steel Body Refining Technique" and equipped with fourth-level Atavistic Beastly Armor, possessed exceptionally strong defense.
Sonia's arrows were powerless to penetrate his defense.
The Hell Werewolf, inheriting the fire subspecies of the Hellhound, was immune to fire damage.
The flames from the arrows were unable to ignite Akbar's seemingly fluffy, flammable mane.
"Hmph! How can a tiny flame like this harm me!"
Atavistic Akbar raised his head to the heavens and roared!
"Let me show you the true flames of Hell!"
Pitch-black hellfire erupted from his mouth, instantly engulfing the silver-haired angel in mid-air.
However...
Ackbar's smile quickly froze, and a flicker of surprise flashed in his eyes.
What's going on?!
This white-haired birdman endured the blazing flames of Hell, yet remained unfazed?!
A celestial sorcerer...does he have such high resistance to fire?
Placing his doubts aside, Akbar decisively changed his tactics.
He reached up to the sky with both hands!
Magic power erupted from his fingertips, transforming into invisible yet incredibly strong threads of Dou Qi!
Secret technique of the Red Moon Style—Dou Qi Net!
Ackbar expertly wove a Dou Qi net, intending to envelop the silver-haired angel in the air, drag him to the ground, and slaughter him! At that moment, the hairs on his back suddenly stood up!
Sensing Qi, he sensed a strong malicious intent!
Before the person lurking behind him could launch a surprise attack, Akbar spun around and roared.
"Yarra!"
From the Wolf Prince's mouth erupted a volcanic, almost tangible sound wave!
A 4th-level "Roar" technique spread in a 20-meter cone.
The invisible person behind him could not escape the sonic bombardment!
However...
The sound wave roared and abruptly stopped.
As if absorbed by an invisible soundproof wall.
A strange atmosphere permeated the silence.
This is
…Silence barrier?
A cold sweat broke out on Akbar's forehead.
At the same time, moonlight suddenly appeared in the void behind him!
Without thinking, Akbar pushed off the ground with both feet and leaped backward with all his might.
However, he was still swept by the "Moon Shadow Bullet."
The cool moonlight shone on his body, bringing a refreshing coolness to his heart.
Akbar, however, felt an unspeakable terror!
Every muscle in his body groaned in the moonlight.
His vitality rapidly drained, and he was about to fall into eternal sleep.
What horrified Akbar even more was...
The moment he was illuminated by the moonlight, his beastly form was forced to dissolve!
For a beastman, atavism and beastification are inseparable.
Atavism is inevitably accompanied by beastly characteristics.
The seal on his beastly transformation meant Akbar had to return to human form, losing all the benefits of his atavistic transformation.
At that moment, Akbar felt as fragile as a baby.
Sonia didn't miss her chance.
A rocket shot down from the sky!
Akbar desperately rolled, barely avoiding the impact.
Puff!
The arrow pierced his thigh, pinning him to the ground.
"Hoo...Hoo..."
The Wolf Prince panted heavily and struggled to sit up.
Ignoring the Archangel in the air, he glared fiercely at the void across from him.
"Come out, Alan Panthers! I know it was you!"
In the void, Alan canceled his advanced invisibility, revealing his true form.
"Tell me, what was that move just now?"
Akbar seemed unusually calm.
"It's a bit like the second-level spell 'Moonlight', but even more powerful and vicious!"
"I've never seen such a move before. It's the nemesis of all beastmans!"
"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in discussing this with you."
While villains and heroes alike always die from excessive talk, they all succumb to it.
Alan, too lazy to say more, slowly raised his right hand.
A cold moonlight streamed from his fingertips.
"You're a dying man, how can you be so stingy as to refuse to satisfy my curiosity?"
Ackbar sighed solemnly.
He looked at Ackbar as if he were truly dead.
"I hate stingy people. You're going to regret this!"
Whoosh!
A green beam shot from the sky.
Sonia's "Dimensional Anchor" struck Akbar.
"Whether you're bluffing or have a real hand, I'll cut off your escape route first."
Sonia said coldly.
"Escape route?" Akbar scoffed. "Are you saying I want to teleport away?"
"Don't be ridiculous, you foolish white-haired birdman! The ones who should be running... are you and Alan Panthers!!"
The Wolf Prince laughed wildly, his expression mad.
Swish!
Alan waved his hand and unleashed a "Moon Shadow Bullet"!
However...
Ackbar, who had been slumped on the ground, half-crippled, suddenly vanished.
With the "Dimension Anchor" hanging from his body, teleportation was impossible.
How did Akbar escape this fatal blow?
Sonia, in mid-air, lost her composure.
A hundred paces away, Akbar stumbled to his feet.
In his hand, he held a silver, ivory-shaped object radiating magical energy.
"Originally, I was reluctant to use this amulet that automatically dispels abnormalities, but you forced me to!"
Akbar raised the silver ivory and shouted to the heavens!
"Lord Kana! The murderer of your son is right before our eyes!"
"You still refuse to step forward and avenge Marvin personally?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a beam of teleportation light suddenly rose from the ground.
A tall, burly old man with white eyebrows, dressed in a cyan robe, slowly emerged from the teleportation array.
His majestic gaze, like two bolts of cold lightning, shot towards Alan!
The moment their eyes met, Alan shuddered!
He knew this domineering old man all too well.
When he was a student at the South Island Sorcerer Academy, he always sat in the front row of the podium during meetings.
The current patriarch of the Ganesha family, Kana Ganesha, a late-stage fifth-level elephant-man sorcerer, has now defected to the Beast Cult.
Akbar had unexpectedly invited this important figure to the mushroom garden.
This was the Wolf Prince's trump card, confident he could turn the tables!
Kana Ganesha stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes icy.
Alan didn't shy away from his gaze.
The eye contact was also a confrontation of power and spirit.
Kana Ganesha was a formidable foe Alan had never faced before.
The mere sight of him put immense mental pressure on him!
Alan could still hold on.
But he didn't want Kana to notice that his mental power far exceeded that of a sorcerer of the same level and arouse his vigilance.
So Alan initiated his ancestral atlas, transforming into a leopard-headed giant!
The spiritual bonus provided by his atavistic transformation helped alleviate the mental pressure.
The opponent still maintained a mortal body, while he himself reverted to his ancestral form first. This was in itself a sign of weakness.
Kana Ganesa let a sneer play at the corner of his lips.
"Young man, you held your own against me for a minute. You have some skill, but not much."
"In terms of mental strength, you are on par with Marvin."
"So, how did you kill Marvin? A conspiracy, a sneak attack?"
Kana shook his head slightly.
"But, with your lackluster appearance, it's probably going to be difficult for you to plot against my son, who's not exactly stupid!"
"Tell me, who else was involved in Marvin's murder? Was it that little girl from the Randolph family?"
"All you need to do is nod or shake your head, give me a clear answer, and you'll die a less painful death."
Alan remained silent, his face expressionless.
"Haha! Acting tough? I've seen plenty of you!"
Kana sneered, and magical power suddenly erupted from his body.
As Alan and the others watched, he manifested his fifth-level atavistic form!
An elephant-headed giant?
And more than that!
Kana Ganesha, with his elephant-headed body and human body, had bloodshot eyes.
Behind him, a pair of broad black bat wings spread.
At the end of his trunk, a suction cup covered in sharp teeth sprouted.
Alan had seen all of these traits in Marvin before.
The elephant-man fused with the bat-man's bloodline, evolving into the flying elephant-man.
The Ganesha father and son joined the Beast Worship Cult in order to fuse their beastly bloodlines and surpass the elephant-man's potential.
The truly astonishing thing was yet to come!
After transforming into the flying elephant-man, Kana unexpectedly reverted to his ancestral form, transforming into a second stage!
Boom!
The terrifying magical power, manifesting as a wave of blood, erupted from Kana.
Including Alan, the onlookers were terrified!
The weak-willed warlocks below level three collapsed to the ground in fear, fainting!
The few remaining level four warlocks on both sides also felt the immense pressure of the fear aura and struggled to hold on.
This feeling was far more terrifying than facing the dragon! Standing proudly in the center of the blood-red halo, Kana Ganesha hovered.
The power supporting his levitation came not from his bat wings, but from the massive, slowly rotating blood-red prayer wheel behind him!
Kana still maintained his basic bat-winged elephant-man form, but compared to before the second stage of atavism, his hands showed a subtle sense of dissonance.
A normal person's arms hang naturally with their palms facing inward.
Kana, after the second stage of atavism, did the exact opposite.
Surprisingly, his palms faced outward, with the backs of his hands facing his thighs!
Alan took a deep breath, his mind clear.
A human body with a beast's head.
The palms turned.
A blood-red wheel engraved with mysterious runes appeared behind him.
These three characteristics revealed Kana's current identity.