Chapter 1864
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"What are you cowards afraid of? No matter how strong the White Fiend race is, they can't kill us … … "
Muto wasn't afraid in the face of such a terrifying formation. Instead, he walked towards the White Fiend Altar alone.
Although the werewolf race was slightly inferior to the White Fiend race in terms of strength and agility, they had an almost immortal body and super regenerative abilities.
As long as they weren't injured by real silver weapons, they couldn't be killed even if their heads were chopped off … …
Faced with Mu Tuo's provocation, Bai Zhan's heart was also burning with rage. He suddenly pounced towards the other party.
"Boom!"
Like a cannonball being fired, a simple ejection caused multiple sonic booms.
Even the White Sand Altar, which was as solid as a boulder, had a huge crack. Bai Zhan's explosive power was simply too shocking!
Before Muto could react, Bai Zhan's sharp tiger claws had already arrived in front of his face. The powerful strike solidly imprinted itself on his face.
Muto was sent flying backwards like a kite with a broken string. He knocked down several hundred werewolves before barely stopping himself.
The tiger claws, which were as sharp as super alloys, left several bone-deep wounds on Muto's face. Dark green blood gradually blurred his vision. The intense pain made his already ferocious face appear even more sinister.
Bai Zhan had already unlocked the fifth rank gene lock. His strength was comparable to a dominator rank magic beast. In terms of fighting techniques, he was even stronger!
"As expected of the great leader of the beastman tribe. I admit that I'm inferior to you in terms of strength and speed. However, without real silver weapons, this kind of attack won't be effective against me … …"
Muto slowly crawled up from the ground. The bone-deep wound on his face completely healed in a few seconds.
The intense pain also ignited the fury in the werewolf leader's heart. His ghostly green eyes gradually turned blood red, and the silver fur on his body was gradually dyed red.
The werewolf race's unique innate ability, "Rage Burst", was making him even stronger. In a state of rage, Muto could explode with strength several times greater than normal!
When the werewolf leader walked in front of the White Fiend race again, his silver fur had already turned blood red. His body was also much taller than before.
"Ka ka ka … …"
Muto gently shook his neck, letting out a series of muffled sounds of bones cracking.
Bai Zhan looked at Mu Tuo with a serious expression. However, he still stood in front of the White Fiend Totem, unwilling to take even half a step away.
Currently, it was a crucial period for the opening of the White Tiger Secret Realm. If the Wolfmen Clan were to destroy the White Demon Totem at this time, it might lead to the failure of the Sacred Spirit's inheritance.
Mu Tuo also glanced at the entrance of the White Tiger Secret Realm. How could he not feel a little puzzled in his heart?
After such a long time had passed, it was reasonable to say that Feng Yixiu and The End Of Summer should have died by now. However, judging from the fact that the White Tiger Mystery Realm had yet to disappear, it seemed that the two of them were still alive …
This also gave Muto an ominous premonition. If The End Of Summer really succeeded in inheriting, he would definitely obtain the Evil Slaying Holy Power. At that time, this great situation that he had painstakingly built up would be destroyed in an instant!
"Everyone, charge! Whoever destroys the White Fiend Totem, I will reward you handsomely! "
Muto knew that he could not drag this on any longer. He immediately waved his hand and ordered the tens of thousands of rebel soldiers behind him to launch an all-out attack.
Roar!
The Wolfmen army gradually became violent. Through the battle between Muto and Bai Zhan just now, the fear in their hearts had gradually dissipated.
Although the White Fiend Clan's combat power was astonishing, in a situation where they did not have real silver weapons, they could not do anything to the Wolfmen.
Moreover, the number of rebel soldiers was three times that of the White Fiend Clan. Their overall strength was not inferior to the White Fiend Clan at all …
Tens of thousands of rebel soldiers began to attack the White Fiend Altar from all directions. The Wolfmen army charged forward without fear of death, madly attacking the White Fiend Clan's defensive line.
In the beginning, the White Fiend Clan was still able to handle it with ease. With the suppression of their powerful strength, the rebel army could not break through the iron bucket-like defense at all.
However, as the battle dragged on, the Wolfmen Clan's terrifying endurance advantage was revealed. Not only did their attacks not weaken, but they also became more and more powerful.
Although the White Fiend Clan's explosive power could crush the Wolfmen Clan, their endurance was weaker than the Wolfmen Clan's. Their physical strength was gradually exhausted …
Bai Zhan saw that they were gradually falling into a disadvantageous position, and his expression gradually became serious as he shouted, "Warriors of the White Fiend Clan, protect the White Demon Totem for me even if you have to die!"
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