The Silvermoon Direwolf plummeted helplessly from the heavens, its gleaming eyes slowly dimming. In this final moment of demise, its entire life flashed before it. As a noble descendant of the royal Silvermoon Wolfblood lineage, it had always dreamed of ascending to the rank of a Lord-tier entity. Through relentless cultivation, it had risen to become a peak-level Advanced Beast Warrior – merely one step away from achieving its lifelong ambition of Lordship!
But…
Ambushed by a squad of War God-tier human warriors, it sustained grievous wounds. By sheer fortune, it escaped through its vaunted swiftness—only to stumble upon another hunting party of Beast Warrior-tier combatants during its flight. In its prime, the Silvermoon Direwolf would have effortlessly slaughtered such prey!
The once-vaunted swiftness of the Direwolf of Silvermoon now lay broken—its limbs severed by some unseen horror, its matted fur crusted with frozen blood. Where it had once effortlessly slaughtered entire caravans, now only ragged breaths escaped its maw, each more labored than the last beneath the pale moonlight.
But it was already gravely wounded.
Yet this Beast Warrior-level squad relentlessly pursued it, repeatedly hunting it down. No matter where it fled, the squad always found it.
“A disgusting group of human bastards!”
“Better to perish by a Psycho-Sensitive’s blade than fall to these wretched curs!” The Silver Moon Direwolf possessed uncanny intelligence. As a royal beast of the Advanced Warrior class, its cunning rivaled that of a typical Lord-tier monstrosity—whose wits often matched those of mortal men.
It would rather die by the hands of a strong opponent.
“Boom!”
The colossal carcass of the Silvermoon Direwolf crashed down with a thunderous impact, toppling a crumbling wall in its wake. Luo Feng alighted upon the ground moments later.
“Phew, phew. I never thought I’d actually slay a Silvermoon Direwolf,” Luo Feng stood beside the carcass of the beast, exhaling deeply. At that moment, four throwing daggers danced around him before returning to the pouch on his trousers. “Hmm? Where are the other two blades?” Luo Feng scanned his surroundings.
His eyes immediately fell on two deep craters in the concrete ground ahead, the impact having cracked the surface. Deep within these craters lay two of the Series 6 throwing knives!
This sight made Luo Feng involuntarily inhale sharply.
The speed and claw-strike power of the Silver Moon Direwolf were beyond belief.
“To keep the other squads from finding out, I should dissect the corpse first. This Silver Moon Direwolf is worth a small fortune,” Luo Feng wasted no time, immediately drawing a throwing knife and setting to work. The Blood Shadow Blade he carried was only a Series 5 weapon—adequate for battling Intermediate Beast Warriors, but nothing more.
The throwing knives were Series 6, capable of battling Advanced Beast Warriors!
Tracing the already gaping wound along the Silvermoon Direwolf’s belly, Luo Feng exerted force, cleaving downward with his blade.
“Hmm?”
Luo Feng’s eyes widened. The fur that had already split could not be cut even slightly with his full strength. It was unbelievable. After all, he knew that dissecting a monster corpse was most difficult when there were no wounds, but once a large wound existed, the difficulty dropped significantly. Unfortunately, his strength was still insufficient to cut through the corpse of an Advanced Beast Warrior!
“Damn, it seems dissecting monsters is also highly difficult,” Luo Feng smiled and immediately used his Psycho-Sensitive power to control a throwing knife.
The power of Psycho-Sensitivity was far greater than the strength of his arms.
“Whoosh!” The floating knife sliced downward along the fur’s tear, instantly producing a hissing sound as the wound rapidly expanded.
“Am I really this exhausted just cutting with Psycho-Sensitive-controlled knives?” Luo Feng was greatly surprised. He then had an idea and directed the floating knife to stab at an intact section of the back fur. The back slightly indented, but the fur showed not the slightest damage.
Luo Feng was stunned, “This is too extreme!”
“This must be an extraordinary stroke of luck,” Luo Feng couldn’t help but marvel. “With speed rivaling sound itself and attacks of such devastating force, even its fur’s defensive properties are staggeringly formidable. Had it been at its peak condition, my odds of victory would’ve barely scraped twenty or thirty percent!” Confronting the Silvermoon Direwolf in its prime, Luo Feng’s blades could only target its vulnerable points—eyes, ears, and muzzle.
Given the Silver Moon Direwolf’s agility, Luo Feng’s chances of victory were indeed slim—twenty or thirty percent at best.
“Whoosh!”
“Rip!”
Luo Feng swiftly began dissecting the carcass, first stripping away the entire precious and enchanted hide. Next, he severed all the razor-sharp claws of the Silvermoon Direwolf—these were prime materials for crafting high-grade Cro-alloy, immensely valuable in their own right. He then harvested the incredibly resilient skull, the gleaming fangs, and those two eerily luminous eyes, each a rare and extraordinary trophy.
Luo Feng dissected and collected all valuable parts, placing them into his backpack.
It was worth noting that many special human inventions relied on materials from monster corpses.
“All done.”
Luo Feng let out a long breath. The once colossal corpse of the Silvermoon Direwolf had now been reduced to mere chunks of flesh. With a flicker of Psychic Sense, he recalled the blades back into his storage pouch, exhaling wearily. Though he had expended minimal psychic energy during the combat itself, the meticulous dissection process had drained over tenfold more than the entire battle combined!
“Regardless, it’s a big profit.”
“This time, I’ll earn a lot of money,” Luo Feng smiled slightly. The money distribution in the Hammer Squad was based on individual contributions during battles. Even if one was strong, if they contributed nothing to killing a monster, the warrior squad wouldn’t give them a penny.
The slaying of the Silvermoon Direwolf was accomplished solely by Luo Feng’s own hand.
He would indeed receive a large share of the money.
“If anyone finds out I have the corpse of a Silver Moon Direwolf, that would be problematic,” Luo Feng chuckled. “Only a War God-level fighter could inflict such wounds on a Silver Moon Direwolf. It must have been a War God-level warrior. There were tracking devices embedded in the fur, but I removed them in time.” Luo Feng had no intention of making an enemy out of a warrior powerful enough to grievously wound a Silver Moon Direwolf.
So, time to leave quickly!
“Whoosh!”
Luo Feng swiftly and quietly departed, leaving only the pile of flesh behind under the cover of night.
…
In the darkness, the county town was filled with monsters, and the Tiger Fang Squad was advancing cautiously.
“Damn it, that Hunter dared to charge through the town just because it’s a Beast Warrior-level monster. Other creatures wouldn’t dare provoke it. Yet here we are, creeping forward like this…” A brawny bald man marching beside Zhang Zehu spat curses through gritted teeth. “Once we take down this Hunter, I swear I’ll roast and devour that Silvermoon Direwolf’s flesh. Won’t calm my rage till I’ve gnawed its bones clean.”
Beside him, Zhang Zehu grinned, “Don’t rush. The hunter has our signal on it. No matter where it runs, it won’t escape us.”
“Where is the hunter now?” The Tiger Fang Squad leader asked in a low voice from the front.
“Captain, the hunter is about thirteen miles away from us. But now it has stopped moving. It should be resting at that location,” Dongzi, the squad’s gunner, said with a smile while holding the tracker.
The Tiger Fang Squad members were immediately delighted.
“It stopped moving?”
“It’s resting? Haha.”
They feared nothing more than the hunter, the Silver Moon Savage Wolf, fleeing in wild panic. Zhang Zehu sneered, “That Silver Moon Savage Wolf likely believes it has found a safe haven, hiding there to recover. Little does it know the extent of our power.”
“Move out! We can’t miss this opportunity. Thirteen miles is nothing. We’ll get there quickly,” the Tiger Fang Squad leader’s eyes gleamed with excitement as he said in a low voice, “Everyone, speed up. Maybe this time we can kill this hunter.”
The Tiger Fang Squad immediately quickened their pace.
Thirteen miles was a short distance for a warrior squad to cover quickly, even with monsters everywhere. They could reach the destination within half an hour.
…
About forty minutes later.
“This is where the Silver Moon Direwolf rests. Everyone, stay alert,” the leader of the Tiger Fang Squad raised his hand with a measured gesture. Instantly, the six members split into two teams, flanking from opposite directions as they cautiously advanced toward the Silver Moon Direwolf’s signal. Not a single word was uttered by either team, the tension thick in the air.
The Silver Moon Direwolf was extremely keen.
One step, two steps, three steps…
Everyone moved cautiously.
“Attack!” The Tiger Fang Squad leader waved his hand, and the other team, receiving the signal, also sprang into action.
“Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!”
The two squads charged into the alleyway from opposite ends, each positioned roughly a hundred meters from the origin of the Silver Moon Direwolf’s signal. All six operatives snapped their gazes toward the epicenter—where the legendary Silver Moon Direwolf should have stood in all its monstrous glory. Yet their quarry had vanished without a trace. Only the coppery tang of fresh blood hung suspended in the air like a phantom’s whisper.
“Hmm?” The Tiger Fang Squad leader’s face changed.
“Not good!”
Almost all members of the Tiger Fang Squad rushed forward quickly, gathering around the pile of flesh. Beside this large pile of flesh, there was a tuft of hair faintly tinged with silver!
“Damn it,” Zhang Zehu grabbed the hair and cursed, “Someone beat us to it!”
Numerous warrior teams were well-versed in the tactic of marking heavily wounded beasts with tracking signals. Luo Feng, too, was aware of this strategy. Given that this Silvermoon Direwolf was grievously injured, it was highly probable that it bore such a mark. Thus, when he first scanned the area with his Psychic Sense, he noticed something peculiar about this particular clump of fur—prompting him to sever it without hesitation.
“Damn it!” The Tiger Fang Squad leader gritted his teeth, his face twisted with rage.
“All this effort for nothing!” The middle-aged man with one eye growled, his face dark with anger.
“Move out,” the Tiger Fang Squad leader’s eyes flashed with cold light as he barked, “Daring to snatch our prey, they’re asking for death! This warrior squad must have just dissected the corpse. For safety reasons, they might head to the supply base immediately. So… all brothers of the Tiger Fang Squad, we’re heading to the supply base right now. Move as fast as possible! We must catch up with them on the way.”
“Yes, Captain,” the five men immediately responded.
“Move out,” the Tiger Fang Squad leader, brimming with killing intent, waved his hand. The squad members, equally furious, followed their captain and headed toward the supply base.
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