novelraw Chapter 1223 620: Repairing the Wolf’s Den After the Disaster_4
Chapter 1223 620: Repairing the Wolf’s Den After the Disaster_4
And now, as the fragile 'shell' is shattered, the so-called 'self' vanishes like an illusion.
The virus outbreak is complete!
Across the entire marketplace, the dense crowd barely has time to scatter before the sound of things breaking fills the air.
From beneath the old corpses, Ghouls break through their shells!
They ravenously devour the remains on the ground, mutating rapidly. The scarlet hollow eyes already lock onto the living being present and pounce!
Then, once again, they shatter and die completely.
An Ning flicks her fingers once more.
But among the scattered corpses, crimson threads weave through like living creatures, winding and drifting, falling onto other creatures.
Whether human, cattle, sheep, flying birds, or walking beasts...
In the mud, a lamb ambles aimlessly, looking around confusedly.
Gradually, as more and more blood converges, a wolf-like glimmer emerges in its bewildered eyes!
Now, Ji Jue finally understands.
What is that mysterious Catalyst within the ritual of Transformation into a wolf?
What could be more fitting to awaken the White King's Wolf Blood Oath than the endless poison spread at the fall of the White King?
Under the infection of Blood Thirst, with enough bait and food, the host body can grow and mutate swiftly.
This poison from the fall of the White King, which once terrified so many, turns out to be the means to completely ignite the Wolf Blood Oath in each person's soul when needed, transforming them into wolves!
Just like now.
In the vast marketplace, in an instant, chaos reigns, corpses fall and are reanimated, transforming into Ghouls, driven mad by insatiable hunger, devouring each other.
And from beneath countless shattered bodies, a sharp howl erupts.
A withered old man, covered in arms like a centipede, bathes in the blood of his kind, howling to the sky, as tufts of jet-black hair rapidly sprout all over his body.
Wolf transformation!
Then comes the second, third, fourth...
In the blink of an eye, spurred by thousands of deaths and catalysts, the howls of wolves rise one after another.
Ji Jue lifts his hand without expression.
Outside the market, the Dragon Mountain Armor kneels on one knee. From the giant launcher on its back, beams of iron light shoot into the sky, roaring down.
The cluster bombs rapidly blossom in mid-air, sowing seeds of Destruction, engulfing everything.
The flames erupt.
The scorching whirlwind sweeps up stalls and remains, roaring across the land.
The vast market is reduced to nothing in a flash.
Firelight ascends, illuminating his eyes. In that endless blackness, the grim Flame Light rises again in the glow of embers.
On the scorched earth, the cries and screeches resound, as the severely injured Ghouls swiftly undergo Rebirth in the flames, converging despite the crisis, accelerating Transformation!
Thus, Ji Jue raises his hand once more.
But someone reaches out and grips his hand tight.
Tong Shan.
"Leave it to me, Ji Jue."
Tong Shan presses down his hand and softly tells him, "The Security Bureau is made for this."
He pats Ji Jue's shoulder, telling him:
"Leave it to me."
Tong Shan steps forward, unsheathing Hui Hao.
Step by step, ascending to the dome of the sky, the dark Mo flows from the blade, swirling and spreading into infinite clouds of gloom.
A genuine Heavenly Calamity manifests under the reconstruction of Telekinesis, covering the oasis that was once lush with green, bringing Destruction.
Like raindrops, transparent flames fall from the sky.
Drop by drop, covering everything.
In the quiet sound of scattered remains, only the howls and screams of Ghouls and newly-born wolves are heard, struggling futilely, yet pierced by beams of Fei Guang, dispersing into Dust.
The ashes rise with the wind, blowing away into the distance.
An Ning is taken aback, suddenly turning back.
She only sees behind Ji Jue, the ashes suddenly converge, forming a vague human figure out of thin air, then the sharp claws sweep at his head!
Wolf!
It's the wolf hidden in the market, spreading the virus!
Boom!
In that instant, the invisible wolf formed of ashes grins wickedly, its claws like lightning, under the craft of Lu Xue, bursting with speed, too fast to be detected by the naked eye.
Death!
But in that insignificant moment, in nearly frozen time.
He saw it.
The craftsman left by his comrades in place, actually turning to him...
With a disdainful glance back!