Chapter 244: Werewolf Counterattack, Spirit Cat Clan Annihilation

In the jungle outside Delaik City, a petite figure struggled forward, dragging a makeshift sled. On the sled, another short figure was trembling slightly, clearly enduring immense pain. A deep wound across his chest had nearly severed him in two, further weakening the already aged man.

“Nicole, save yourself. If you leave me, you might still escape, but taking me will only drag you down. Neither of us will get away.” The wrinkles on the Old Man’s Face were deep, his chiseled features tinged with gray. Not only was he injured, but he was also poisoned; it was no exaggeration to say he was terminally ill.

In his arms, a small female infant was sound asleep. The bumps of the sled made her slightly uncomfortable, causing her to frown and let out tiny snores.

“No! I won’t abandon Clan Chief Grandpa.” The struggling petite figure gritted her teeth, using all her strength to rush to Delaik City, where she had friends who could help her escape the pursuit and treat Clan Chief Grandpa’s wounds and poison.

“It’s too late. They’ve been right behind us and could attack at any moment. The only reason they waited this long was to exhaust your strength so you couldn’t suddenly erupt and injure them. Don’t worry about me. Take Little Meow and leave. As long as you two can survive, I will die without regret, even if it’s right now.”

The Old Man gently adjusted the infant in his arms so she would be more comfortable. Seeing this child, his heart inexplicably calmed down significantly; the feeling of shared Bloodline was so clear.

Suddenly, the smile on the Old Man’s Face was replaced by a look of grim determination. “Nicole, be alert, they are about to arrive!”

The petite figure quickly dragged the sled beneath a large tree, swung her blades to cut down several thick branches, and constructed a simple defensive wall to protect the Old Man and the infant inside. After drinking a mouthful of Beast Blood stored in her waterskin, she raised her twin blades and fixed her eyes on the approaching figures.

“Nicole, Kate has already inherited the position of Clan Chief. You are a Great Warrior of the Tribe, yet you bring the heavily injured Old Clan Leader into Human Race territory. Are you trying to betray the Clan?” A burly Middle-aged Senior Warrior with a fleshy Face quickly approached with four High-level Warriors, surrounding the three of them.

“Pah! Didn’t you attack the Clan Chief? You keep calling us traitors, but aren’t you the real traitors?” The petite figure’s voice was slightly hoarse; the long escape had consumed too much of her strength and energy.

“You better hope I don’t escape, or I will slice every one of you bastards who tried to drag the Tribe into the abyss into ten thousand pieces!”

“Heh heh, do you think you can really run away? Do you think we don’t know your destination? What you did in Delaik City is no secret. You not only betrayed the Tribe but also our entire Orc Race. You dared to kill a Werewolf Warrior; I have to say, you have immense guts.”

That burly Orc Warrior was only a High-level Warrior, yet he dared to lead people to hunt down this female Cat Clan Great Warrior, relying solely on superior numbers. Even so, she had killed nearly half of his men along the way and injured several High-level Warriors. It must be known that these were all the absolute elite main forces of the Tribe.

“I did not betray the Tribe, much less the race! I am a devout believer in the Beast God, and I swear to the great Divine Spirit that everything I have done is righteous!”

The petite figure sneered, saying, “But you disregarded the will of the Divine Spirit and deliberately sought to provoke war, even resorting to ambushing Clan Chief Grandpa. You are the true traitors. Furthermore, you have immense nerve, openly claiming a Werewolf Warrior who colluded with a Hell Demon as your comrade. Haha, I truly don’t know if you are ignorant or brave.”

“How can we trust your one-sided story? Nicole, come back with us honestly, or don’t blame us for being impolite! Although you are a Great Warrior, repeated battles have left you almost completely exhausted, haven’t they?” The tall High-level Warrior said, attempting to move closer, hoping to exert sufficient pressure on Nicole.

Even if we can’t defeat you, can’t we kill a critically ill Old Man? The New Clan Chief doesn’t want to see this Old Man return alive and cause him trouble, even if this Old Man is his biological father.

“Nicole, not only did you fail to complete the mission assigned by the Old Clan Leader, but you also obstructed other Tribesmen who came to execute the mission, resulting in heavy losses for both groups. Therefore, you must die!”

“Cough, cough. Nicole, don’t listen to his nonsense. If I haven’t guessed wrong, there are no living people left in the Tribe now. The Werewolf Tribe is a Major Warring Clan, and a troop led by a Great Warrior among them colluded with a Hell Demon. When the Human Race used this scandal to question us, the ironclad evidence was undeniable.” The Old Clan Leader coughed violently several times, unable to stop his tears.

“I should have thought of it then. The Werewolves, suffering heavy losses and enraged by shame, would certainly look for a scapegoat to vent their anger. And who is more suitable than us? You must know that you not only perfectly completed the mission, obtaining a lot of firsthand information, but you also received unanimous praise from the Orc High-level Officials, and even the Divine Temple was preparing to issue you a reward.” This should have been a cause for joy.

“In this matter, you successfully saved the Face of our Orcs, proving that we abide by the Continental Convention, but you completely offended the Werewolves. Coupled with the exposure of your true strength, Little Genius, the Werewolves were extremely displeased and could only vent their anger on our Tribe. Cough, cough~ That idiot was used by the Werewolves. He not only drove you away but also sent elite forces to hunt you down, defying universal condemnation, severely weakening the Tribe’s strength. Now, now, I fear the Tribe… I fear it no longer exists.”

The Old Man exhaled deeply. Speaking so much had consumed his last reserves of strength, and his Face turned exceptionally pale. Trembling, he pointed at the five familiar Catfolk Senior Warriors: “You, you all hurry and flee for your lives. Don’t go back to the Tribe. The Tribe… the Tribe is already without hope.”

“Old Clan Leader, you are senile. The Young Clan Chief and the Werewolf Young Clan Chief have an unbreakable bond. This entire operation was planned by the Werewolf Young Clan Chief to help our Young Clan Chief ascend to power. How could he possibly do such a thing?”

The tall Cat Clan High-level Warrior glanced coldly at the Old Clan Leader, curling his lip in disdain: “Old Clan Leader, you are too old. Only under the leadership of the Young Clan Chief can our Tribe possibly grow and prosper. The Variegated Tiger Clan is declining, and the Werewolf Tribe is constantly growing stronger. We need new supporters. Hand over that Little Fellow in your arms; she is not one of the Tribesmen!”

“Heh heh, is that beast planning to sacrifice his own niece for wealth and status? Unfortunately, his foresight is too shallow, harming others and himself. I should have anticipated this day long ago, and I shouldn’t have held onto hope for him.”

The Old Clan Leader’s tears streamed down his Face. His gaze suddenly turned toward a patch of bushes not far away, and he said bitterly, “Since you have caught up, it means our Tribe has been exterminated, right? And my idiot son has also been killed by you, hasn’t he?”

Several Catfolk Senior Warriors shuddered. A sound of rushing wind struck, and two High-level Warriors were instantly severely wounded. The remaining three, who had been vigilant, dodged the attack. A round of applause rang out. “Old Clan Leader, you truly are a renowned wise man of the Spirit Cat Tribe. It’s a pity you bore a good-for-nothing son.”

“Gurgle~” A head with eyes wide open in death was thrown out, rolling a few times on the ground before stopping. The eyes, refusing to close, were wide, seemingly questioning why. It was the Old Clan Leader’s eldest son, the culprit who instigated the rebellion and pushed the entire Tribe into the bottomless abyss, yet he was also a genuinely foolish person with more ambition than talent.

“Clan Chief!” The five Catfolk Senior Warriors cried out in shock. The tall Middle-aged Senior Warrior trembled violently. How could this be? Why did this happen? He had supported the Young Clan Chief’s ascension, hoping only to mobilize the entire clan’s strength to invade Human Race territory and seize more resources. Ultimately, it was for the good of the Tribesmen, hoping they could live better lives. Why did this happen?

“Why?! Didn’t we agree that the two families would join forces and send large troops to loot the Human Race Cities during the chaos? Why?!” The High-level Warrior ignored the short spear embedded in his body, his eyes blazing with fury as he looked at the Werewolf Warriors emerging one after another: one Great Warrior and ten High-level Warriors, all genuine, battle-hardened elites.

“Loot Human Race Cities?” The leader was not the Great Warrior but a well-dressed High-level Warrior. He curled his lip disdainfully: “How could Human Race Cities be so easily looted? Moreover, the high-level officials of the two races had an agreement: before a victor is decided on the Orc Battlefield, large troops are not permitted to appear within either side’s territory.”

“A large troop refers to forces exceeding fifty people. This time, when the Fist Technique was leaked, more than fifty Gray Rat People appeared in the Human Race Cities. To provide an explanation to the Human Race, the high-level officials directly annihilated the main branch of the Gray Rat Person clan—a total of over 100,000 people.”

“Later, because that idiot colluded with an envoy of the Hell Demon, even though it was only mixing with the Hell Demon’s subordinates, it caused severe losses for us Werewolves. We paid a huge price and barely managed to settle it. How could we possibly provoke the Human Race again?” The Werewolf man’s Face was covered in frost.

“Such a low-level lie about looting Human Race Cities would only be believed by a brainless Cat Clan idiot like yours. As for why we had to exterminate your Spirit Cat Clan? It’s simple: because you were followers of the Variegated Tiger Clan and possessed excellent territory. We Werewolves needed to take your land to compensate for our massive losses this time. Are you satisfied with that answer?”

“It is true that the Werewolf Tribe will prosper with a Young Talent like you, but it’s a pity you chose to come personally. To die alongside the Werewolf Young Clan Chief, I will have no regrets.” The Old Clan Leader suddenly showed a strange smile and waved Nicole closer.