Chapter 75: Explosive Chrysanthemum

Countless wind blades swept toward Rod. Having witnessed their destructive power before, Rod’s scalp tingled with fear. With so many wind blades raining down, the slightest carelessness could mean being split in two, just like those two Silver Moon Wolves.

He quickly swung his sword to block them while darting around at lightning speed. Yet even so, some relentless wind blades sliced past him, leaving several wounds and spraying blood. Fortunately, none of the attacks were fatal.

Enduring the pain, Rod watched as the Silver Moon Wolf King seemed determined to keep generating wind blades. He inwardly groaned—he was now as weak as a drawn bowstring, in extreme danger.

More wounds covered his body, and now he truly understood the terror of the Silver Moon Wolf King. It also explained why not only Bit and Aida but even Lucia had paled upon seeing it. Magical beasts were indeed terrifying. Though their defense wasn’t as good as that of the Red-Scaled Snake, their attack power was several times greater.

Muttering in frustration, Rod set his sights on the wolves behind him. Nearly ten of them were mercilessly slain in the indiscriminate attacks, suffering heavy losses.

An idea struck him. He hurriedly approached the wolf pack, planning to use them as pawns! The words flashed through his mind as Rod sneered inwardly.

After some dodging and retreating, he blended back into the wolf pack. Instantly, the Silver Moon Wolves who hadn’t had time to flee suffered another heavy blow. Cries of pain filled the air as blood sprayed everywhere.

“Damn! This isn’t working!” After dodging another wave of attacks, exhausted from constant defense, Rod grew annoyed. Would this guy ever stop? Although he had lured those Silver Moon Wolves into fighting and causing them heavy losses, his own situation wasn’t much better.

“Aw…” Failing to conquer him after prolonged attacks seemed to infuriate the Silver Moon Wolf King even more. That human not only hadn’t fallen but had also killed many of its subordinates.

Stopping its magical attacks, the wolf king bent low and charged at Rod like a sword, its massive maw aimed at the human’s neck.

“Hmph, finally stopping attacking? I thought you’d keep going forever!” Seeing the Silver Moon Wolf King give up on magic attacks, Rod sneered inwardly, feeling instantly relieved. Facing the rapidly approaching wolf king, he wasn’t worried at all. If it chose close combat, it could only wait to die!

A Shadowless Sword was unleashed in an instant, giving the Silver Moon Wolf King no time to react. Within a mere fraction of a second, eight figures appeared in a row, all swinging their swords decisively.

When this scene happened again, the Silver Moon Wolf King hurriedly stopped his frantic run. Sensing the icy murderous intent and the swirling sword energy, he immediately started to defend himself with fierce growls and attacks.

Ding ding ding… Yet, after a few sharp sounds of resistance, there were still dull thuds and splashing blood.

“Brutes, die!” A figure appeared beside the Silver Moon Wolf King. Seeing the Silver Moon Wolves coming to rescue him, a cold smirk appeared on his lips. Qiu Feng struck again, leaving no chance for the enemy to retaliate. Using the remaining combat energy to cast Qiu Feng Sword was absolutely no problem.

It was perfect that these wolves had attacked—he had only feared they wouldn’t. Now that they had, he wouldn’t hold back. With a group attack, Qiu Feng Sword was undoubtedly top-notch.

Swords flew everywhere, emitting cold glimmers, with sword energy swirling and the sound of wind cutting through the air. The atmosphere was extremely oppressive. At that moment, even the wolves felt a sense of distress. As for the wounded wolf king, ignoring the two deep wounds on his side and the pain, he showed signs of panic and turned to flee.

“Trying to escape? Too late! Qiu Feng sweeps the fallen leaves!” With a cold shout, Luo De’s figure suddenly flashed, turning into a gust of wind that swept toward the wolves. A rain of swords fell from the sky, and with each flash of light, a scream could be heard.

The scene was in complete chaos, filled with cries of agony and dull thuds. Just like autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, Luo De cleared all the Silver Moon Wolves in front of him before reaching the wolf king’s back. The fleeing wolf king could clearly feel the bone-chilling cold approaching him.

That intense murderous intent left him utterly panicked. He tucked his tail between his legs and ran at full speed into the distance! The aura of death behind him made it hard for him to breathe.

“Break!” With a roar, the Dark Dragon emitted a dark black glow. With Luo De’s command, the Dark Dragon was released, transforming into a flying sword that rushed toward the wolf king ahead.

Pfft… After a dull sound came a deafening scream. The long sword pierced straight through the wolf king’s body! Indeed, it rushed in from behind with a howling force, exiting through his forehead—a perfect “buttock explosion”!

Watching this, Luo De almost laughed. His sword had indeed pierced through, but the location was utterly ridiculous—entering through the anus and exiting through the forehead—a perfect “buttock explosion”!

A loud, shrill howl seemed to express the wolf king’s resentment and disbelief. This extremely agonizing cry also drew the attention of everyone and the entire wolf pack. Seeing the wolf king’s condition, all the Silver Moon Wolves began to growl anxiously and become restless. Rod wore a satisfied smile, while Aida and the others were almost on the verge of cheering—he had succeeded! Rod had truly succeeded!

After a series of low, mournful howls, the wolf king collapsed to the ground, convulsing in pain. Approaching him, Rod frowned as he watched him thrash. He couldn’t resist wiping his long sword on the wolf king’s body. Blood gushed from the wound, and foam flowed from its mouth—its condition was truly miserable. This reminded Rod of a saying: “Withered chrysanthemums and wounds all over the ground!”

Fearing that his Dark Dragon might be contaminated by the stench, he rubbed his sword vigorously on the wolf king’s body. Then, while the wolf king was still alive, he remembered what Lucia had told him. Without hesitation, he swiftly swung his Dark Dragon, delivering three consecutive blows. Three streams of blood sprang up. He reached out and quickly grabbed two eyeballs the size of eggs and a wolf gall the size of a quail egg, stuffing them into his mouth. Enduring the foul smell of blood, he forced them down. Frowning as if thinking of something, he delivered one final blow, pulling out a fist-sized heart and stuffing it into his mouth without hesitation. Since he had started, he wouldn’t hold back. Taking those things meant killing and dismembering; getting one more heart was just as valid. Besides, Rod knew the benefits of a heart were significant.

After quickly finishing off everything, he turned around. The remaining Silver Moon Wolves were howling at him. The death of their king made them hesitant to act rashly. Staring at the human before them, they even felt a hint of fear. They had all witnessed how the wolf king died.

“Hmph, beasts! If you don’t leave, don’t blame me for being ruthless!” Waving his Dark Dragon, he turned and charged. With the wolf king dead, these little creatures, though numerous, posed no serious threat. He could still protect himself—without a leader, a pack was nothing to fear.

After a fierce battle filled with slaughter and chaos, leaving behind piles of corpses and streams of blood, Rod reached the entrance of the cave. The situation here wasn’t much better—dead wolves lay scattered everywhere! Entering the cave, he saw the dwindling number of wolves, who finally began to feel fear and death, slowly retreating. He let out a long sigh of relief—everything seemed over. This crisis had been overcome in such a perilous environment.

Rod raised his sword toward the sky, staring coldly at the remaining beasts. With a loud roar, he glared at them. In that moment, an invisible aura emanated from his body, forcing the Silver Moon Wolves to retreat. They not only sensed his overwhelming killing intent but also the aura of the Wolf King. Indeed, after consuming the Wolf King’s eyes, gallbladder, and heart, Rod had somehow absorbed the Wolf King’s aura without fully digesting it!

With a few deep roars, the remaining Silver Moon Wolves glared resentfully at the humans before, after some howls and cries, abandoning their dead companions and fleeing in panic.

“Huhuuh…” Seeing the Silver Moon Wolves escape, Rod and the others finally breathed a sigh of relief. The danger was gone, and everything returned to calm.

“Hurry up and clean up. These aren’t like those Tooth Sword Pigs. Their furs are much more valuable, especially that magic crystal of the Wolf King—it must be taken. The wind-type internal organs of the Silver Moon Wolves are also quite valuable!”

After the wolves retreated, Aida quickly made arrangements. Although the Red Armored Snake had reached the Bronze level, it was a physical-type magical beast, so it lacked an internal core—what are known as magic attribute crystals. But the Silver Moon Wolves were different; they were wind-type magical beasts, so magic crystals were essential, as they were very valuable.

After some cleaning and organizing, everyone finally relaxed. It was nearly dawn now. Looking at the gray sky, Rod sighed silently. Taking advantage of the remaining time, they returned to the cave to rest properly—they hadn’t had a good rest in days.

A burning sensation arose in his stomach. Rod’s expression changed slightly—perhaps the effects of consuming the Wolf King’s organs were starting to take effect!

The burning sensation made his face turn red, left him out of breath, and filled his body with intense heat.

“You all rest first. I’m going over there to practice!” He hurriedly gave a few instructions before heading to a quiet corner. Ignoring his wounds, he sat cross-legged and began practicing, hoping to transform that burning energy.