My Otherworldly Shura Field

Chapter 18 The Clan Chief and the Holy Maiden

With a look of rage, Dutch brandished his longsword. With each strike, blood splattered as wolves were slain.

However, one person's strength is ultimately limited. Under the siege of the wolves, Dutch's strength was exhausted, and he was somewhat weak, his body swaying and unable to stand steadily.

"Shh!"

A gray wolf suddenly flashed past Dutch with incredible speed, leaving behind a trail of flying blood.

Dutch felt a sharp pain in his chest. Looking down, he saw a blood-red claw mark on his chest. Sharp wolf claws had torn open his chest, exposing his ribs, and blood was flowing from the wound like water.

"Ouch!"

Just as Deqi was in a daze, another wolf suddenly attacked. Before Deqi could raise his knife, his arm was bitten by the wolf's mouth. The wolf's sharp, saw-like teeth instantly bit off Deqi's arm, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

"puff!"

Deqi immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood. His chest was torn apart and his right arm was bitten off, but Deqi did not make a sound. He was a real man. He would swallow his pain and was fearless in the face of death.

His clothes were already stained red with blood, and his whole body was covered with wounds of all sizes. The excruciating pain made him sweat profusely, which was like rubbing salt into his wounds.

He was a true warrior, fearless and unwavering. He fought with all his might to protect the future of his people. If it were anyone else, they would probably have fainted by now.

But he didn't. He had said that if the saintess needed to be taken away, she would have to step over his dead body. He was a man of unwavering integrity, a man of his word, and he used his life to bear witness to his vow.

"Heh, futile resistance. Let me, Rice, end your life!" The wolf pack leader stepped out from the pack again, a mocking expression on his face.

"Shh!"

Extending his right hand, his right arm gradually transformed into a wolf's claw, partially taking shape, the sharp, blade-like claw gleaming with a faint light.

Dutch just stared at Rice, expressionless, his breath growing weaker and weaker. He had reached his limit and had no power to resist anymore, waiting for death to come.

“Holy Maiden, I, Deqi, have done my best,” Deqi said in a deep voice.

"Foolish bastard, die!" Rice raised his right arm, his sharp wolf claws slashing fiercely at Dezi.

"stop!"

"Oh!"

Just at the critical moment, the carriage suddenly exploded, and a sword light flew out. In a flash of white light, the wolf claws that were grabbing at Deqi were neatly cut off by the sword light.

Seeing his arm severed and blood gushing out, Rice was somewhat dazed, still not quite recovered from the sudden change.

"Aaaaaah!" The next moment, intense pain swept through his entire body, and Rice let out a bloodcurdling scream. His screams echoed throughout the forest. It was hard to imagine how Deqi could endure the pain of a severed arm and a torn chest. He was a tough guy.

Lucifer, who was moving forward at high speed, frowned upon hearing the screams. For some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy, as if something was urging him to move forward.

I clearly heard wolf howls before, so why are there human screams now? Is someone being attacked by a pack of wolves?

If that's the case, then it's troublesome. Being surrounded by wolves is not a good thing, and things are probably already in a very dangerous situation.

Although he is now a vampire, his soul is human. How could he stand by and watch his fellow vampire be attacked by wolves? Besides, he has never met any of his kind since he came to this world!

He longed to see the people here, to know what his former kind were like. He couldn't let them die! He had to save them!

He quickened his pace, moving through the trees like a ghost, reaching his maximum speed. However, the enemy wouldn't give him time; his speed was still insufficient.

Gritting his teeth, he disregarded revealing his identity, prioritizing saving lives. He spread his bat wings and flew directly into the air, transforming into a streak of light that swept across the land like a gust of wind.

Chris remained silent throughout, her expression calm as she sat quietly on Lucifer's shoulder. The high-speed airflow had no effect on her, as if gently caressing her fiery hair.

She wasn't human; she was the Vampire Queen. Although she didn't know why Lucifer was in such a hurry, she didn't want to ask. Her only goal was to train Lucifer to reach the stage she needed when she was fully recovered, to become her assistant. As long as this didn't violate this principle, she didn't care what Lucifer wanted to do.

Taking on a wolf pack by oneself might be a pretty good challenge!

"Ahhhh!"

With his arm severed, Rice writhed on the ground in agony, screaming incessantly.

"What a surprise, I didn't expect the leader of the Spirit Cat Clan to be here as well." At this moment, another burly man emerged from the wolf pack, his appearance somewhat similar to Rice's.

Everyone in the Wolf Fang tribe present knew him. He was Wano, the brother of Rice. He was the highest-ranking member of the Wolf Fang tribe present, reaching level 15, while Rice was only level 14, ranking second.

Rice's sneak attack was completely accidental. If he hadn't been so careless and arrogant, he would have been able to dodge it with his abilities. It was entirely his own fault for being too overconfident.

Two girls were sitting on the carriage. One of them, a young woman dressed in a white robe, stood proudly in the carriage; she was the one who had just launched the attack.

Her features were extremely delicate and beautiful, and she looked almost exactly like a human woman.

She had hair as white as moonlight, adorable cat ears, and a tail tied like a rope around her serpentine waist. She was a woman of unparalleled beauty, captivating all the Wolf Fang tribe members present; she was simply too perfect.

Her features were very defined, with a high nose bridge and full breasts that rose and fell rhythmically.

She was also extremely tall, about 1.65 meters, taller than the average Spirit Cat Clan member. Compared to the petite women of her clan, she possessed a more unique charm and wildness.

However, what attracts the most attention are those two incredibly long legs, as white as jade and as smooth as silk. They are so alluring that it's impossible to look away.

However, the girl who was lying on the carriage like a kitten seemed to have the upper hand. She was probably only thirteen or fourteen years old, but she was extremely cute. She was an adorable little girl.

The little girl wore a pure white off-shoulder dress, her beautiful collarbones faintly visible. The fabric of the dress was so white it seemed almost transparent, reflecting light slightly.

The skirt's hem curves gracefully upwards, revealing the girl's long, slender, jade-like legs and a delicate tail. The hem is adorned with scattered diamonds, like countless beautiful morning dewdrops.

The little girl's long silver hair cascaded over her shoulders, her two adorable little ears twitched. A forehead ornament adorned her forehead, delicate platinum chains making her slightly wavy hair appear pure and beautiful. A diamond hung between her brows, exceptionally beautiful and dazzling, its radiance seemingly alive, as breathtaking as the moon.

Her eyes were as calm as the sea, and the diamond between her brows did not steal the slightest brilliance from them. She was as beautiful as a little princess from a foreign legend, mysterious and pure. If I am not mistaken, she should be the saintess in the mouths of the Wolf Fang tribe. Only the word saintess is worthy of her pure and flawless beauty.

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