Farming in a Parallel World and Becoming a God
Chapter 1410 - 736: Decisive and Ruthless_3

Chapter 1410: Chapter 736: Decisive and Ruthless_3

Blood Claw General, are you willing to be a human’s servant, a lackey?

Now that the Conqueror army has left the Giant Dragon Coast, being blocked by those humans’ alliance themselves, we just need to destroy this path now, and they’ll be unable to move south... ah... how dare you... commit murder... Dog Demon... why is there a Devil here... ah..."

"Blood Claw General, you dare to arrange assassins here..."

"Blood Claw General, what do you mean by this?"

"This is a trap!"

"Explode."

"Boom!"

"Everyone don’t move, the underground here is filled with Gnoll Tremor Bombs, the quantity is enough to blow all of us to the sky, if any of you dare to make a reckless move, we will perish together, I’ve already prepared enough Resurrection Spells and materials, are you sure you are ready?"

"Damn it, all plane spells here have been sealed, the other side is plotting against us."

"Blood Claw, you are faithless, we trusted you coming here, yet you scheme against us."

"Trust me? Ha, don’t think I don’t know, you’ve deployed the elite of your entire tribe, less than ten kilometers behind you, there’s simply no trust between us, when meeting, I already made it very clear.

The Conqueror Path must not be destroyed, whoever dares to destroy this path, even entertain its destruction, is an enemy of our entire Blood Gorge City, we’ll eradicate it at any cost, endlessly against any person or force.

He dares to sow discord between me and Lord Conqueror here, do you think he deserves to die?

As for his tribe’s population, territory, and livestock, you may divide them among yourselves."

Blood Claw, through actions, demonstrated what decisive slaughter truly meant.

The Jackalwere Chieftain who proposed the destruction of Conqueror’s Path did not even finish his words before the giant wolf, feigning sleep before Blood Claw, suddenly stood, appearing ghostly before him, accompanied by a howl, its body doubled in size, becoming tremendously fearsome, reaching a massive peak.

Its body length near ten meters, height over four meters, attacking the Jackalwere Chieftain with frenzied claws, longer and sharper than ordinary blades, tearing him apart within a few strikes, dislocating both arms on the spot.

Then, its large, flat mouth opened with a crunch, forcefully twisting off the Jackalwere Chieftain’s head with the sound of chewing, a massive suction arose from its mouth, extracting a blood-stained shadow from the Jackalwere Chieftain’s body, swallowing it along with head debris.

Gnawing!

Soul Gnawing!

This was not merely an ordinary giant wolf mount.

But a Devil, a Dog Demon from Shura Field.

This Dog Demon had an astonishingly large body and its speed was unbelievable, even those known for agility couldn’t match its dexterity and speed, clearly enhanced by powerful magic, enveloped by terrifying magic power, possessing a Transcendent Body, even without Legendary Life Dice, it owned at least 19, entering the high-tier Devil ranks.

Definitely an advanced assassin, elusive on the battlefield, few could withstand its frenzy, once in its mouth, survival rates drastically diminished.

This Dog Demon was none other than Gaven’s trusted sinister lieutenant from early days.

Recently, it’s been on the Giant Plains, both as Blood Claw’s mount and senior advisor, serving as his deterrent when necessary like now.

To deal with these monsters, the Dog Demon’s soul-gnawing murder effectively prevents resurrection.

Afterwards, the Dog Demon shrinks to a more inconspicuous large size, calmly returning to Blood Claw’s side, lying down to rest, posing harmless while serving as a mount.

No one dared to underestimate it again.

Killing during such alliances normally would incite fury, inviting attacks.

But as Blood Claw commanded, the earth trembled violently, scattering stones and earth, alarming them, barring reckless actions.

What truly intimidates them isn’t Blood Claw and Blood Gorge City, but their own tribes.

Once they and their loyal elites suffer heavily here, their tribal dominance would become precarious.

Unlike Blood Gorge City, whose stronger Conqueror backs them, their dominance relied on their own powerful oppressive rule.

The greater the tribal power, the more severe this situation.

They considered potential traps before arriving, with spellcasters repeatedly detecting, ensuring no major magic was cast, feeling secure, many deploying whole tribes.

Unexpectedly, they fell into Blood Claw’s trap, the venue being over Tremor Bombs, using themselves and elite Hobgoblins as bait, akin to sitting atop an imminent volcano, the button in Blood Claw’s grasp.

Blood Claw’s stick-and-carrot approach, throwing out the Jackalwere tribe’s interest to be divided among the other tribes, causing leaders to exchange glances, noticing greed in each other’s eyes.

No one present was benevolent, all plundering by nature, ensuring not being plundered, but eager to plunder others.