Chapter 2, Fatherly Love

Its spine was shattered, and a long charred mark was burned into its body, from which smoke was rising. At the same time, streams of blood mixed with its entrails gushed out of its body as if something were squeezing them. Its limbs twitched for a moment, then fell silent, lifeless. A lightning chain capable of killing a dual-horned giant bull with such strong magical resistance and robust physique could only belong to me, the genius wolf prince's father, Sacker, the king of the Western wolf tribe. He stepped out from the pack with a dignified stride. Anyone daring to attack his genius son in front of him was making an absolute challenge to his authority, which was not something to be tolerated. It is important to note that the old man had toiled for half his life, yet I am the only son who survived, so it is understandable that he is somewhat protective of me.

As I was inwardly cursing the foolish wolf pack companions, the bull lowered its head, its sharp one-and-a-half-meter-long horns aimed at my forehead, and charged at me with a kick.

Speaking of my combat strength, it is actually quite a strange matter, as I am still very young and do not usually practice diligently. Most of my time is spent admiring myself under the moonlight, so I shouldn't possess such strong combat abilities. Yet, I am indeed this strong; it can't possibly be the moon's doing, can it? This matter once again proves, from a different perspective, that I am a genius

The brown bull has a rather bad temper; when its eyes turn redder than mine, it has already become a mad bull. Without a second thought, I turn and flee. The leader of the brown bulls has lost the ability to think; it has never encountered a blue wolf that retreats before being defeated. It lets out a roar and angrily follows behind me

I did not realize that I had transformed into this state in my rage. Clearly, this is the effect of merging with the memories of a person from the website https://mhetushucom.com. While other beasts become enraged and go berserk, I have become a madman in my fury

At that moment, tears streamed down my face

As a senior, the leader of the Double-Horned Brown Cattle Clan felt it necessary to teach a lesson to me, this unruly demon wolf. It hastily shook off the corpse from its horns, and with a loud roar, countless stone spears sprang up from the ground like bamboo shoots after a rain.

Father, I swear to you, I will no longer be willful...

In an instant, the distance of over a hundred meters was covered, and the proud leader of the two-horned brown cattle was raising its head to accept the cheers of its companions. Upon witnessing this scene, one of the cattle could not help but widen its eye in astonishment

The old man's gradually fading gaze cast one last look at his willful and indulgent son, letting out a faint groan as he slowly exhaled his final breath. Countless wolves bowed their forelegs, whimpering in absolute submission, mourning the passing of their wolf king. But I had no time to grieve; my mind felt as if struck by my own lightning chains, my brain churning like the sea. I let out a piercing howl and, like an arrow released from its bow, lunged toward the smug two-horned giant bull. But I had no time to grieve; my mind felt as if struck by my own lightning chains, my brain churning like the sea. I let out a piercing howl and, like an arrow released from its bow, lunged toward the smug two-horned giant bull.

At this moment, I had already regained consciousness and noticed that it was injured. The injury was severe; its lower abdomen was bleeding, and one leg had a long gash, with the muscle horrifyingly rolled outward.

But with the death of the Wolf King, I am now the reigning monarch. Obedience is an instinct inherent in lower-tier magical wolves. Moreover, my movements are so peculiar; I not only howl in wolf language, commanding them to charge at me, but in my excitement, I also stand on my hind legs, extending a trembling front paw to point at my enemies. Just this action alone terrified them.

I understand why it is astonished, as this does not conform to the rules of the Warcraft. It is a direct confrontation between kings; if it wins, my clan can only challenge it after electing a new Wolf King and at the start of the next battle. My current actions are akin to a sneak attack, and I have violated the established customs.

The brown bull leader gradually distanced itself from the herd. Suddenly, I leaped forward to block its retreat, then howled to the sky, commanding the wolf pack to launch a collective attack. The demon wolves were all taken aback; this was a violation of the rules of beast dueling, this was a violation...

I was about to rush over when a commotion erupted among the herd of dual-horned brown cattle. Suddenly, the strongest bull among them charged out, letting out a deafening bellow. My father immediately turned his body, baring his sharp tusks, and issued a threatening roar at the dual-horned bull. I desperately wanted to rush in to help, but the great wolf king Saker refused, commanding me to back off with a menacing growl. The leader of the cattle was challenging him, and as the alpha, it was shameful to engage in a group fight; he intended to face the enemy's challenge alone. I could only stand there, feeling frustrated once again. I desperately wanted to rush in to help, but the great wolf king Saker refused, commanding me to back off with a menacing growl. The leader of the cattle was challenging him, and as the alpha, it was shameful to engage in a group fight; he intended to face the enemy's challenge alone. I could only stand there, feeling frustrated once again

I do not possess the instinctive evasion of other blue wolves; my abdomen cannot withstand the spear-like stone spikes formed by these earth elements. However, my claws are capable of shattering rock. These magical stone spikes, condensed from earth elements, are certainly no harder than real rock. I extend my four limbs, my sharp wolf claws bracing against the continuously appearing spear-like stone spikes, using their force to leap from one spike to another, rapidly closing in on the giant bull. Another bellow from the bull, and a wall of earth suddenly appears before me. Leveraging my position on the spike, I leap over the wall, and at the same time, a lightning bolt as thick as a finger strikes towards the bull's head. I extend my four limbs, my sharp wolf claws bracing against the continuously appearing spear-like stone spikes, using their force to leap from one spike to another, rapidly closing in on the giant bull. Another bellow from the bull, and a wall of earth suddenly appears before me. Leveraging my position on the spike, I leap over the wall, and at the same time, a lightning bolt as thick as a finger strikes towards the bull's head. The two-horned brown bull dodges its head, very well, it has cleared its massive body, and this is the true target of my attack. A more sinister lightning bolt, as thick as a forearm, shoots towards the bull's back like a venomous snake, where there is a wound torn by my father. No matter how tough the two-horned brown bull is, with its iron-like muscles and high magical resistance, it cannot protect the part of its skin that has been torn open. The two-horned brown bull dodges its head, very well, it has cleared its massive body, and this is the true target of my attack. A more sinister lightning bolt, as thick as a forearm, shoots towards the bull's back like a venomous snake, where there is a wound torn by my father. No matter how tough the two-horned brown bull is, with its iron-like muscles and high magical resistance, it cannot protect the part of its skin that has been torn open. A piercing scream echoes, and the two-horned brown bull crashes heavily to the ground. It angrily leaps up and charges towards me. Its strength lies in its immense power and thick skin, but my specialty is agility like lightning, along with sharp teeth and claws. I do not engage it in a direct confrontation; I entangle with it. A piercing scream echoes, and the two-horned brown bull crashes heavily to the ground. It angrily leaps up and charges towards me. Its strength lies in its immense power and thick skin, but my specialty is agility like lightning, along with sharp teeth and claws. I do not engage it in a direct confrontation; I entangle with it.

At that moment, a chilling howl of a wolf echoed, sharp sound waves creating a tremendous uproar, causing the treetops in the distance to sway. Every magic wolf and dual-horned brown bull, including myself, felt our fur stand on end and tremble uncontrollably. Immediately afterward, a thick, menacing black-purple lightning bolt appeared out of thin air, striking the thunderous dual-horned brown bull like a whip. It sent the massive creature flying, crashing to the ground with a resounding thud, like a tattered straw hat caught in a gale, tumbling far away. When the dual-horned brown bull finally stopped rolling and leaped up from the ground, it paused for a brief moment, then collapsed with a thunderous crash.

It was also thrown into the air by the violent tremor, as the dual-horned giant bull charged towards the body it had thrown down. The old man tumbled and spat out a blast of freezing air. In front of it, the ground suddenly shifted, and a three-meter-wide earthen wall rose up from the ground, blocking its freezing breath. Then, with a loud crash, the giant bull broke through the earthen wall and lunged at it furiously. The freezing air sprayed onto the earthen wall, turning it into frozen soil, and the frozen soil chunks exploded in all directions like cannonballs under the impact of the giant bull. At the same time, a sharp bull horn protruded from within; it was the giant bull's only remaining horn, a curved, blade-like horn nearly two meters long. I could hardly believe my eyes, but I heard a mournful, desperate howl escape from my throat. The giant bull, missing one horn and with its right eye smeared with blood, stood proudly, its head held high, with the old man's body impaled on its single horn. The sharp bull horn protruded long from the old man's back, and its body was convulsing continuously. How much pain that must have caused; in that moment, my heart also convulsed. Its head was held high, with the old man's body impaled on its single horn, the sharp bull horn protruding long from the old man's back, and its body was convulsing continuously. How much pain that must have caused; in that moment, my heart also convulsed.

When the herd of brown cattle rushed to the rescue upon witnessing the change, the lead bull was already at a loss and could no longer withstand the situation. I seized the opportunity, leaped over with lightning speed, and bit through the throat with my sharp tusks. The sweet blood flowed into my chest, soothing my wounded heart