Legend of the chosen ones: Beyond Destiny

Chapter 1151 587: The Wolf's Temptation (Part 2)

The wolf is born from this insatiable hunger and thirst, so how could it betray its own nature?

The stronger the wolf, the more intense its appetite, and the more it craves stronger prey.

But... the other party must be enduring with great difficulty, right?

To the point of being so desperate, perhaps unable to unleash their brutality and satisfy their hunger on ordinary days, having to contain themselves and suppress their nature.

Perhaps the target was chosen long ago, just waiting for the right opportunity.

So, when the typhoon arrived, a ravenous wolf, disturbed by the White Deer's scent in the storm, could no longer suppress itself, seizing the opportunity amidst the raging wind and rain to begin its indulgent feast.

Regrettably, the indulgent feast wasn't as fulfilling as hoped.

Maybe something happened, maybe some unexpected factor disrupted it, forcing a hasty end, hastily leaving, even unable to completely destroy the scene and cover up its actions.

Just hastily spilling some gasoline, but couldn't find a lighter, the homeowner doesn't smoke, but fortunately, it was found on the gardener's corpse as a cheap item.

Who knows if he ever lamented his luck.

After hurriedly lighting it up, he turned and left, disappearing into the storm.

Regrettably, the gardener who died in the basement couldn't complete his work, the pipes burst, the sewers backed up, and the increasingly violent wind shattered the glass, creating a perfect storm.

The scene couldn't be completely destroyed.

Instead, it left its spiritual dye mark on the lighter.

Too careless.

The broken lighter, retrieved by mechanical spiders, soon arrived in front of Ji Jue.

And more spiders had long since swarmed out of the broken windows, spreading into the night, silently tracing that faint trail forward.

Climbing over walls, crossing barbed wire, extending beyond the city.

Then, it was found that the other's trail had disappeared into the flood-engulfed slums...

Originally traceable marks were thus lost under the cover of disaster.

"So vigilant."

Ji Jue pinched his chin, clicking his tongue and sighing, "Even now, you're deliberately taking detours?"

Wolves have truly engraved paranoia into their bones.

No wonder An Family's Double Fingers look disgusted when talking about wolves, at the slightest hint they're gone, hiding and blending in, each acting more like ordinary people—except for large-scale slaughtering, seriously catching one using standard methods? Who knows how long it might take.

Perhaps the Hunter Finger still carries some secret tracing method unknown to outsiders.

But it doesn't matter, even stupid methods have their merit.

Effort wasted here can be put to use there!

Ji Jue has painstakingly laid layers of nets in Tower City for so long for precisely this reason. If the east doesn't shine, the west will; as long as the opponent remains in Tower City, they are doomed to escape Fly King's pursuit...

Ask why, because the spiritual color left on the lighter is enough for Ji Jue to compare against countless 'false alarm' cases in the database one by one!

Fly King's plague self-destructs upon encountering wolf's presence, leaving a trace detectable only by the same kind for tracking.

Fly King's residual spirit fragment's nature is constant, but wolves are different, meaning different wolves leave different colors!

No matter how similar, wolves aren't White Hall imposters, impossible to have identical spiritual residues.

In the past, among the countless false alarms, Ji Jue couldn't tell which trace was genuinely left by a wolf. But once the crucial baseline is found, it's nothing but tedious piecing and comparison going forward.

It's surprisingly quick.

Soon, the similar color results and collection locations emerged on the map.

Sparsely scattered, appearing in various corners of Tower City.

And the most concentrated and frequent place gathers at the western outskirts of Tower City. Besides Yuan Mountain Port, the only other large dock in the entire Tower City—Near Sea Port!

For a moment, heated with excitement, half of the fire cooled.

"Tsk..."

Ji Jue lowered his gaze, staring at the two overlapping maps and the wide areas marked, sighing silently, "Now, it's a bit troublesome."

Not because it's secluded and hard to track or too accessible to trace, but because… that red warning zone on the map.

Now he can be sure where the wolf's hiding.

"—The Imperial Garrison Base."

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Two hours later, nightfall approaches.

Outside the Imperial Garrison Base, among the bustling local market, disguised as a local, Ji Jue donned a headscarf and a beard, hunching over, weakly pushing a cart filled with inferior fruit, step by step moving forward.

Just like an old fruit vendor seen everywhere.

Exhausted from walking, sitting on the ground, tilting head, smoking water pipe, deliberately or not, gazing at the brightly lit, heavily guarded garrison base.

After just comparing nearby two samples, he can now be sure that the opponent is hiding in the garrison base.

And judging by the opponent's desperate hunger, it's likely a key position, strict, high-profile, not easily able to leave the standby zone.