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Despite their great destructive strength, they lingered around their lord. They were just 10 meters away, a safe distance where they would be able to intervene if their lord was in danger.

When Asher noticed these wolves were still streaming down in great numbers, which had already surpassed 400, his eyes flickered, and he unleashed his wolf suppression aura.

A ferocious aura blasted outward, causing the wolves to whimper and take steps backward as they eyed him cautiously.

Awoo!

The chief wolf howled and stomped its right foreleg against the ground. The other wolves also howled and a red glint appeared in their eyes. Their fur gained a red gleam as it billowed.

This made Asher and Sapphira frown.

The chief wolf grew to 2.5 meters and a crimson aura billowed off its body. Its body twisted and kept twisting until it stood on two legs. Its structure changed and its fur became as hard as steel!

It revealed a terrifying grin.

"That's not a mere beast."

Sapphira's hand went for her sword's hilt.

At this point, everyone knew that the chief wolf was a human with a shapeshifting talent. He must have gathered a massive pack of wolves and became their lord, meaning he was here to challenge Asher's title since Asher had such an oppressive aura.

It was a threat to the shapeshifter's rule.

"Assemble. Onwards!"

Asher bellowed. Knowing that he wasn't facing a mere beast, he became more proactive. The King Swordsmen unleashed their battle force and charged on with him, toward the chief wolf which had transformed to something similar to a lycan.

Roar!

The lycan roared, leaped from the top of the hill with his arms spread out and his claws gleaming softly. He landed with a great thud and lunged forward, along with hundreds of wolves in a state of bloodthirst madness.

His talent not only allowed him to transform into a wolf, it also allowed him to increase the power of his wolves by making them enter a certain state called a state of 'Bloodthirst Madness'.

On one side, descending from the valley were hundreds of wolves and in the valley, going upwards toward the tide of wolves were armored humans, a little over 70.

As they collided, a brutal clash began. Swords and armor against teeth and claws. Both sides were aggressive, striving to push the other back.

Asher kept cutting down wolves easily as his suppression aura still affected them and when the lycan noticed this, it dashed toward him but a Noble BloodBlade appeared before him.

It was Alex.

Alex slung his greatsword over his shoulder, his eyes hidden in darkness. Both him and the lycan gazed at each other for a brief moment before they dashed toward each other.

Alex unleashed a downward slash, which the lycan evaded and clawed his face. To his shock, the golden wing blocked his claws, causing sparks!

Swoosh! The wing flung him over 50 meters away, cursing him to tumble over and over again.

Swish!

Alex closed the distance and thrust his sword but the lycan still evaded, however it was more cautious this time around. It looked around and its arrogance vanished upon seeing the brutal slaughter of his wolves.

Hundreds were already dead.

The reason for this was Asher, Sapphira and Nero.

Not one human soldier had fallen, courtesy of Sapphira, the reliable priestess.

The lycan growled out of fury and dashed toward Alex at its top speed. It transformed into a blur but when Alex expected the collison, the lycan deviated and closed the gap between it and Asher.

Asher was still a threat because of his aura. With Asher around, he would not grow his wolf dominion.

Roar!

He leaped, clawing down at Asher, who faced a wolf. Just when he was close to Asher's head, Asher suddenly turned back and the next thing the lycan saw was a sword inside a sheath that looked like a horn coming straight for him.

He could have sworn this man would not be able to see him on time but what was this?

Why was the man so fast?

What sort of inhuman reflex was this?

These questions faded quickly as Euodias pierced through the lycan.

Puchi!

Asher grabbed its head and lifted him up with a solemn expression. This time, as his wolf suppression aura spread out, the wolves began to whine and retreat. None dared attack as they all looked at him.

Suddenly, the forest shook, and a gigantic white wolf emerged from the trees. It stood at the top of the hill, looking at everything and everyone in the valley with an unreadable expression.

Its aura was even more powerful than Asher's and upon its arrival, all the wolves laid flat!

All Sirius had to do was gaze at 500 wolves still alive and they humbled themselves before his authority. Sirius was so big that even the trees couldn't compete with him.

It growled softly, a thick killing intent spreading out. Some wolves couldn't bear the pressure and fainted!

Just one stomp and ice spikes protruded from the ground, slaying all the wolves instantly. One could tell Sirius was furious.

Since the abyss attack, it was extra protective. It had felt the pains of Asher's near-death experience once already and did not plan for it to happen again.

Asher couldn't even speak and all the wolves were killed. Even the lycan that he lifted up had over six ice spikes piercing through its body.

"Sirius," Asher shook his head helplessly.

Looking at the majestic wolf, truly built with the demeanor of an emperor, all the soldiers were humbled. Even Sapphira's eyes flickered.

This is the first time she has seen Sirius in such a mood.

Sirius's presence also vanquished any lingering thought of rebelling from the silver blood horses. They couldn't even meet Sirius's eyes or that might mean a challenge and that horse would have to pay for it.

'Calm down. I wasn't hurt.'

Asher said to Sirius through their mind link and it finally looked at him. Before his eyes, Sirius reduced from his terrifying form to a size, even smaller than the gray wolves.