1883: C1883 Mechanical Airship

C1883 Mechanical Airship

"What are you cowards afraid of? No matter how strong the White Fiend Tribe is, they won't be able to kill us... "

Mu Tuo was fearless in the face of this terrifying lineup. Instead, he walked towards the White Fiend Sacrificial Altar alone.

Although the Werewolves were slightly weaker in terms of strength and agility compared to the White Fiend Tribe, they possessed an extremely powerful regenerative ability that was almost indestructible.

As long as they weren't injured by the True Silver series weapons, even if their heads were chopped off, they wouldn't be able to kill them...

Facing Muto's provocation, Bai Zhan's heart was burning with rage as he pounced at Muto.

"Boom!"

It was like an artillery shell had been fired. Just a simple ejection had produced multiple sonic booms.

Even the rock-solid White Sand Altar had a huge crack on it, and Bai Zhan's explosive power was simply too shocking!

Before Muto could react, Bai Zhan's sharp tiger claws had already arrived in front of his face. The powerful and heavy blow landed solidly on his face.

Muto was sent flying like a kite with a broken string. He barely managed to stop himself after knocking over hundreds of wolves.

The tiger claws that were as sharp as super alloys left several deep scars on Muto's face. The dark green blood gradually blurred his vision. The intense pain made his already fierce face look even more ferocious.

Bai Zhan had already removed the Tier 5 medicinal Gene Lock. His strength was on par with Master Class medicinal Demon Beasts, and he was even more powerful in terms of combat techniques!

"Worthy of being the chief of the beastmen tribe. I admit that I'm indeed inferior to you in terms of strength and speed, but without true silver series weapons, this kind of attack won't work on me..."

Muto slowly got up from the ground, and the wound deep enough to see the bone was completely healed in just a few seconds.

The intense pain also aroused the anger in the werewolf leader's heart. His dark green eyes gradually turned blood-red, and the silver fur on his body was gradually stained by the blood.

The unique innate ability of the werewolf race, "Rage Outburst," was making him stronger. In his rage state, Muto could unleash an astonishing power that was several times stronger than normal!

When the Werewolf leader once again walked in front of the White Fiend Tribe, its silver fur had already turned blood red. Its body was much taller than before.

"Crack crack crack..."

Muto lightly shook his neck, and a series of dull bone cracking sounds could be heard.

Bai Zhan looked at Muto with a serious expression, but he still stood in front of the White Fiend Totem, not willing to take half a step away.

Now was the crucial time for the opening of the White Tiger Secret Realm. If the Werewolves were to destroy the White Fiend Totem at this time, it might cause the failure of the Sacred Spirit Inheritance.

Muto also glanced at the entrance of the White Tiger Secret Realm. Wasn't he a little puzzled as well?

Such a long time had passed. Logically speaking, Feng Yixiu and Dongfang Xiamo should already be dead by now, but the White Tiger Secret Realm that had yet to disappear had never disappeared. From the looks of it, the two of them did not seem to have died...

This also gave Mu Tuo an ominous feeling. If Dongfang Xiamo really succeeded in inheriting the inheritance, she would definitely obtain the Evil Extermination Sacred Power. At that time, the great situation that had been built with great difficulty would be destroyed!

"Everyone, go! Whoever destroys the White Evil Totem, I will reward you heavily!"

Muto knew that he could not drag this on any longer. He waved his hand and ordered the tens of thousands of rebel soldiers behind him to attack.

"Roar!"

The werewolf army gradually started to go berserk. Through the battle between Muto and Bai Zhan, they gradually dispelled the fear in their hearts.

Although the White Fiend Tribe's combat strength was astonishing, without true silver weapons, they were unable to do anything to the wolfmen.

Moreover, the number of rebels was three times that of the White Fiend Tribe. Their overall strength was not inferior to the other party's...

Tens of thousands of rebel soldiers began to attack the White Fiend Altar in all directions. The wolf-man army charged fearlessly at the White Fiend Tribe's defensive line.2

In the beginning, the White Fiend Tribe was still able to handle it with ease. With their powerful strength, the rebel army was unable to break through the iron bucket like defense.

However, as the battle dragged on, the terrifying endurance advantage of the Werewolves appeared. Not only did their attacks not become weak, they instead became more and more powerful.

Although the White Fiend Tribe's explosive power suppressed the Werewolves, their endurance was slightly weaker compared to the Werewolves. Their physical strength was gradually exhausted...

"The White Fiend Tribe's soldiers must protect the White Fiend Totem for me even if they have to die!" Bai Zhan's expression gradually became serious as he watched the situation gradually deteriorate into a disadvantageous situation. He shouted loudly.

No matter how anxious Bai Zhan was in his heart, he did not dare to leave the White Fiend Totem too far away at this time.

Actually, if the White Fiend Clan gave up on protecting the White Fiend Altar and chose to concentrate their strength to break through, relying on their powerful explosive power, the rebel army would not be able to stop them at all.

But Bai Zhan did not do so. He would rather the White Fiend Tribe be exterminated than give up the mission that had been passed down for several hundred years!

"Great Tribal Chief, we can't hold on any longer. Taking advantage of the fact that our brothers still have strength, we can break through to the periphery of the Orc Tribe and regroup with the Bear Tribe and the Cat Tribe. The situation will definitely be reversed!" Seeing that the werewolves were about to break through the defense line, Great Clan Elder said anxiously.

"There's no need to talk about it. A true man does things and does not do things. Even if I die today, I won't run away!" Bai Zhan waved his hand and said with a determined expression.

"Since the Great Tribal Chief has said so, I am not someone who is afraid of death. At worst, I will fight them to the death!" Great Clan Elder was also provoked by the courage in his heart and said in a deep voice.

Great Clan Elder , who had not experienced a battle for a long time, also took the initiative to complete his transformation. Although he looked old, the sharp gaze that had experienced many vicissitudes of life made people not dare to look down on him.

"Rumble..."

Suddenly, a huge black shadow approached the White Tiger altar like a dark cloud covering the sun. The ear-piercing sound of gears moving was somewhat ear-piercing.

In an instant, almost everyone raised their heads to look at the sky. They saw a huge mechanical airship moving towards the White Tiger altar at high speed.

The Wolf and White Fiend Tribe's vision was extremely exaggerated. Even though they were hundreds of meters apart, they could still clearly see the situation on the deck of the airship.

They could only see the head of the airship standing there. It was the dwarf leader, Varenkin!

Valen Jin was holding a large, refined, silver battle axe in his hand. The axe was engraved with dense evil-warding runes, and it emitted a holy light.

When Muto saw this scene, he was stunned as if he was petrified. Countless question marks appeared in his mind.

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