Chapter 42: Newborn demon, no moral principles
【Complete hidden achievements】
[Swallowing spiritual objects can greatly increase the potential of your pet and allow it to transcend the level of life.]
[Reward: Spiritual Object Identification Authority]
The sudden reminder sound startled Feng Qingan. He had just walked out of the tiger's den, and had no choice but to turn back to the Black Mountain and come to the ground spring again.
"Identification!"
【Black crystal grass】
[Spiritual herbs nourished by the spiritual energy of the earth's water veins can enhance the potential of creatures below the level of generals]
The information projected into the consciousness was as brief as ever, and Feng Qing'an had already grasped the information in it. But even so, Feng Qing'an was extremely happy.
Because he had already spent several days trying out the efficacy of this spiritual herb, and it was a spiritual herb with positive effects. If it was a spiritual object of a higher grade, and only in limited quantities, how would he try it?
Now he is planning to let Heishan carry his elder brother's book and wander around the mountains, looking for monsters in the depths of the mountains and seeing the spiritual objects guarded by them.
Now is the right time to open this authority. He doesn't need to find the wolf cub to test the medicine, and he can know the effect of the spiritual object.
"Heishan, go back and take your wolf pack to patrol the mountain!"
Awoo——
Heishan raised his head and let out a long, excited howl, then spread out his four legs and ran wildly.
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The stars dot the night sky, casting a faint starlight. The bright moon is hidden deep in the clouds, and occasionally casts a faint and invisible light in the gaps between the clouds.
Deep in the Qingmang Mountain, in , countless dark green lights were scattered all over the mountain, flickering from time to time. Under the dim light of the stars and the moon, one could vaguely see that the owners of these dark green lights were the eyes of mountain wolves.
This is a scene that hunters and woodcutters outside the mountains would never dream of seeing, nor would they want to see in their entire lives - hundreds of mountain wolves gathered here.
However, this astonishing number of mountain wolves were clearly divided and faced each other across a shallow stream.
The difference in numbers between these two huge wolf packs, which are beyond ordinary people's cognition, is extremely obvious. One pack has no more than half a hundred people, while the other pack across the stream has several times that number.
And it's not just the size of the wolf pack, the strength of the wolf king who commands the two packs is also clear at a glance.
The wolf king, who commands a pack of hundreds of mountain wolves, is as strong as a bull, with eyes that sparkle like will-o'-the-wisp, and a tangible demonic aura lingering around him.
The wolf pack was barely larger than normal, but its leader was only the size of an ordinary sheep, not even half as big as the wolf king who was as ferocious as a ghost.
The absolute gap between numbers and individual strengths was obvious at a glance. Normally speaking, this small wolf pack would have only two outcomes when encountering this huge wolf pack: either surrender on the spot or be strangled.
But the fact is quite the opposite, that huge wolf pack which has an absolute advantage in both individuals and numbers, most of them are now cowering, while the smaller wolf packs, which are smaller in number, are full of vigor and roaring non-stop.
The one who caused this strange situation was the wolf king who commanded them.
The wolf king, who was as big as a bull and had eyes full of ghostly flames, turned around and tried to run away when he encountered the little wolf king who was so small that he could bite him to death with just one bite.
As a result, the little wolf king, who had a strange thing tied to his body that confused the rest of the wolves, chased the ghost-eyed wolf king, who was more than twice his size, with great momentum.
When they got close to a certain distance, the ferocious wolf king, who even the tigers in the mountains would retreat away from, suddenly became limp with all four limbs, and fell to the ground. He could not stand up even if he struggled hard. His eyes were full of fear, and he let out a helpless howl.
The wolves could not see the mighty golden light that filled the sky and earth and swept across the mountains and forests. They could only see that the Ghost Eye Wolf King, who clearly had an absolute advantage, was being trampled under the claws of a wolf king that was much smaller than it, and it didn't even dare to resist.
The Ghost Eye Wolf King's vision and his physical and mental feelings at this moment are something that those wolves who no longer respect him cannot understand. The world in their eyes is different.
At this moment, the Ghost Eye Wolf King was filled with fear and confusion.
What exactly is that golden light on the body of this little wolf king who is much weaker than it?
It grows deep in the mountains and has never left the forest. Because the area where it lives is too deep and vast, even the herbal farmers who go into the mountains to collect herbs, woodcutters and even hunters have never seen it.
It didn't understand what this terrifying power was that made the surging demonic energy that usually filled its body become dormant and motionless!
But this did not stop it from feeling panic in its heart, because it could not even muster a trace of strength. At this moment, its body, mind and soul were completely suppressed.
Therefore, its life and death are no longer in its own hands, but are dominated by the little wolf demon that has already stepped on it with its claws.
Awooo~
At this moment, Heishan, who boldly stepped on the powerful demon wolf king in front of him with his claws, was in high spirits. He was a creature of the same kind who was far more powerful than the white-browed tiger.
However, it could only step on such a powerful fellow creature under its claws. Although it was not its own credit, the book it was carrying was given by its owner, so the result was the same.
At the long howl of Black Mountain, who was much weaker than the wolf king under his feet, the mountain wolves that had been following the Ghost Eye Wolf King also lowered their heads, and the few that came closer even turned their bellies over.
The world of wild beasts in the mountains is so simple and pure. They will not delve into the strange scene before them, nor will they think too much about the deeper reasons.
They only care about the final result, and the result is that the wolf king, who made them intimidated and dared not resist, is now stepped under their claws. Even though the wolf king looks very thin, thinness does not mean weakness.
Moreover, this thinness is only relative to the terrible wolf king. Compared to these ordinary mountain wolves, Black Mountain is still an existence .
So, when the wolves saw Black Mountain's arrogant attitude, it was only natural for them to surrender to him. It was normal to surrender to a strong man of the same kind.
"Black Mountain!"
Seeing that Heishan had tamed such a large wolf pack, it was obviously a more brilliant achievement than anything he had done in the past, but Feng Qing'an could no longer go against his conscience and praise Heishan for a good job.
"Big brother is awesome!"
If Heishan hadn't been carrying his elder brother's book, he would be nothing in front of the wolf king. He still wanted to step on the wolf's head and show off his power. He was dreaming.
Feng Qing'an felt sorry for the mighty wolf king at the foot of the Black Mountain. It was so unfair!
The newborn demon has no martial ethics!
Awooo~
Montenegro naturally ignored all this. At the moment, it was in high spirits, not to mention how happy it was.
However, when it saw its strong fellow who was still gasping for breath under its claws and even had tears flowing from the corners of his eyes, it couldn't help but feel a little confused.
How is this guy still alive? He can even breathe!
