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Chapter 797 - 399 - How about you sacrifice one more time?_1

Chapter 797: Chapter 399 - How about you sacrifice one more time?_1

[Boiling Blood Wolf: A type of advanced werewolf skin, that has an extremely high sensitivity to blood and the Blood Clan. At its peak, it can sense hidden vampire tombs buried several hundred kilometers beneath its feet.

Talent.

Lunar Phase: Your combat power will strengthen or weaken with the changing phase of the moon, weakest during the new moon and strongest during the full moon.

Boiling Blood: Blood excites you. For every person being injured and bleeding around you (regardless of friend or foe), your base strength and agility will increase by 1%, up to 80% higher.]

This is the attribute of Mu You’s Boiling Blood Wolf skin at present.

This ’Boiling Blood’ talent is actually quite good. It increases your attributes when someone gets injured, and it increases even more with more people. It is a talent designed specifically for large-scale battles.

Unfortunately, this skin cannot be devoured because the Vampire Tomb scanning ability of this skin is deeply bound to the Werewolf’s body and won’t have the same effect when applied to other species.

Apart from this, the term ’werewolf’ itself, due to its nature, can benefit from all bonuses from the Wolf King.

Therefore, after Mu You got the skin, he immediately thought of the Tyrant’s Wolf King Aura.

They experienced before how the young man’s speed had dropped by nearly a third after parting from the wolf pack, allowing them to easily catch up.

Remember that agility and speed are not linearly related. Doubling your agility does not equate to doubling your speed. Speed has a diminishing effect - the faster the speed, the harder it is to increase.

Still, a third increase in speed, even when the Werewolf’s speed is already high, shows just how substantial the attribute addition from Wolf King’s Aura is.

Originally, with their speed, it would have been almost impossible for Mu You and his team to catch up with Lin Xue and the others up ahead. However, with the aura’s enhancement, it became possible.

"This aura of yours is really useful!" Mu You exclaimed while running at the forefront of the wolf pack.

Under the Wolf King’s Aura, he felt as if his feet were treading on the wind, making his movements extremely easy.

"Bugger off! Don’t follow us!" grumbled a disgruntled werewolf ahead. They’d never met anyone as shameless as Mu You, blithely enjoying the benefits of a competing team.

The Wolf King’s Aura is a passive effect. It can’t target specifically. As long as you’re a werewolf and within the Tyrant’s vicinity, regardless of friend or foe, you can automatically enjoy the bonus.

"Don’t be so narrow-minded, look here; isn’t my equipment also enhancing your speed?" Mu You waved a ring in his hand.

This was a rare piece of gear Virgo lent him. One of its effects is to increase the speed of nearby allies. The concept of ’allies’ is vague and it can be selectively chosen by the user. Mu You included the werewolves within its range, allowing the entire group to enjoy the effect as long as they don’t stray too far.

"How much speed does your piece of junk increase? Doesn’t even increase by 5%, and you dare to compare it to our aura?" A werewolf from behind sneered.

"Well, you see, we might just fall short by the 5% I am providing," Mu You countered seriously. "Speed is a comprehensive attribute; it’s like us running a relay race. You can’t belittle the initial 5 meters I ran just because you covered 95 meters. Without my help, your limit would always be 95 meters, and you’ll never reach the finish line. Strictly speaking, we are equally important and crucial to success."

"What sort of twisted logic is that?"

"It’s not twisted; it’s the truth. ’United we stand, divided we fall’ is a simple concept," Mu You replied.

"How can you be so sure that with your ’insignificant’ speed boost, we’ll be able to catch up with the advanced team?" Another werewolf continued his questioning, focusing on the word ’insignificant’. "The early team started over an hour before us. I think even with our current speed, it’s still highly unlikely."

"Yeah, I also feel we’re still a bit slow..."

To their surprise, Mu You nodded in agreement.

He then abruptly turned around, his gaze lingering on the Tyrant, who was leading the pack.

The Tyrant felt extremely uneasy under his scrutiny and frowned, "What are you up to now?"

"What about... you sacrifice yourself, die once?" Mu You proposed in a negotiating tone.

Tyrant: "???"

"Doesn’t your skin have an ’Inspire’ talent? The one that doubles the attributes of other werewolves when you die? Now that I’m a werewolf too, theoretically I should be able to enjoy that benefit too..."

"Holy shit!"

A group of werewolves were left speechless with surprise. They had never imagined this before because the ’Inspire’ effect only triggers in combat against enemies, and it couldn’t be possibly triggered within their home team. But now, a genuine ’enemy’ was in their ranks...

"..."

The Tyrant twitched at Mu You’s words. Mu You’s gaze was subconsciously sweeping over his claws, as though he was seriously considering the logistics of the ’sacrifice’.

"That’s enough!"

One of the Tyrant’s loyal followers, seeing that even some of the other werewolves were contemplating this idea, couldn’t hold back and angrily shouted.

"I’m serious. The ’Inspire’ effect is much stronger than the aura. With it, we can definitely catch up to those up ahead, and even have a chance of overtaking. You can’t trigger this effect amongst yourselves, but with me here it’s not a problem. We’re real enemies, of course. But it can only be done if you’re willing..." Mu You still analyzed seriously.

The effect of encouragement requires not only an ’enemy relationship’, but also the Wolf King’s ’fight to the finish’. If the Tyrant himself chose to avoid the fight, it would be useless for Mu You to kill him.

"Don’t even think about it, it’s impossible!" The Tyrant took the initiative to speak up this time, nipping the matter in the bud with a single sentence.

If it was before, he wouldn’t mind sacrificing himself to motivate his subordinates. But now, a ’spy’ had infiltrated the werewolf team - and it was someone as high-ranking as the Ghost Captain.

The Ghost Captain is terrifying enough in his normal state, but if his attributes were doubled...

The Tyrant shook his head. A quantitative change could lead to a qualitative change. He couldn’t let this happen. If he let the enemy double his attributes, the enemy would no longer need their aura and could easily leave them all behind, even surpassing the vanguard and being the first to reach the final region.

"Are you sure that’s not necessary?" Mu You was still not giving up.

This time the Tyrant didn’t respond at all. He just looked ahead at those running before him, pretending he hadn’t heard Mu You.

"Then forget it..." Mu You finally gave up.

Nobody else said a word either.

Next, the group silently hastened their journey. Mu You took the lead about a hundred meters ahead, while a group of werewolves followed in silence behind him. There was always a fixed distance between the two sides: not too far apart to stay within the Wolf King aura’s range, but not too close to avoid any sudden attacks.

Along the way, the Tyrant had contemplated several times whether to simply stop and abandon the pursuit. This way, at least he could keep the Ghost Captain here, preventing him from participating in the subsequent City Lord competition.

But the cost would be that the elite players in their guild of over a hundred would also be stuck here.

Was it worth it to trade more than a hundred elites for just the Ghost Captain?

And, could the remaining ordinary guild members really compete against the Red Sickle Girl and her allies?

Just thinking about the mysterious Titan summoned by the Red Sickle Girl, the Tyrant wasn’t confident at all.

After much consideration, the Tyrant chose to continue with the pursuit. He was too important to the werewolves - without his aura, they would be significantly weaker.

For the next two or three hours, nobody spoke. Everyone was fully devoted to the journey.

Area Two...

Area Three...

Area Six...

During their journey through several areas, they had casually encountered many lagging werewolves on the road.

These were either not fast enough or not enduring enough, and lacking any advantage in this speed race, once left behind they couldn’t catch up anymore. So they simply stopped and rested on the spot. When the Tyrant and his group caught up, the werewolves joined the group one after another.

As expected, the first thing these werewolves did after joining the group was to ask their comrades why there was such a peculiar person leading the way.

It would take a long story to explain this. Interested werewolves would explain, and those without the time would just throw a meaningful glance at the inquirer – figure it out by yourself.

The more the Tyrant saw the group growing in number, the more his anxiety intensified.

Because the more people were here, the fewer people were at the front line. Without enough numbers, how could they compete against their rivals?

This only intensified his desire to catch up, and he quickened his pace once more.

Another half hour passed, and they finally entered Area Five, the end of their City Lord seizure route.

"We can see them!"

All of a sudden, a werewolf at the forefront of their group shouted.

Everyone quickly looked up.

Sure enough, at the end of the horizon, they could vaguely see a black line.

It was indeed the werewolf vanguard!

The Tyrant had a closer look, and the situation seemed to be not too bad.

The vanguard had split into two groups: the first group consisted of about twenty to thirty people running the fastest and leading the race by about a hundred meters.

The second group was larger, with about a hundred werewolves and a few enemies like the Red Sickle Girl. They were running neck and neck.

After seeing the situation, the Tyrant felt slightly relieved. At least, it seemed that the current state was somewhat in their favor.

However, at this moment, the Ghost Captain, who was leading the way silently, suddenly turned back and threw a series of Fire Spears at the group from behind.