Werewolf wizard

Chapter 231: The Ruined Wolf Pack and the Art of the Blind Monk

Late at night, within the Stormwind Kingdom's capital, Stormwind Keep's royal palace.

In a dark space, the Stormwind Kingdom's Queen Mother, the old Queen, and the young 16-year-old Queen Consort huddled together, weeping bitterly.

They were worried about their husbands, captured by the fearsome and barbaric Bulgars, who worshipped the Beast God.

The old Queen, as the old King's daughter-in-law, the old King's wife, and the new King's mother, was the most anxious. She looked at the statue of the Storm God in the darkness and began to accuse him. "Storm God!"

"Have you truly abandoned us?"

"If you have not abandoned us, why have you allowed three generations of Stormwind Kingdom kings to be captured by the Bulgars?"

"Could it be that the Beast God's power surpasses yours? Is that why you are forced to watch this absurd thing happen?"

Suddenly, the statue of the Storm God fell, crashing onto the marble floor of the palace, inlaid with gold and diamonds, and then shattered into pieces.

The three women screamed in terror.

In this Stormwind Kingdom, the Storm God's statue falling like this meant far too much.

They scolded and drove away the guards who heard the sound and tried to enter, not daring to let those guards see the shattered statue of the Storm God.

The old Queen looked at the shattered statue on the ground, at a loss. "Could it be that even the Storm God cannot be relied upon now?"

At that moment, a blind monk emerged from the shadows in the corner, his face covered in nail heads, wearing tight black leather monastic robes, his eyes bound with luxurious silk.

The blind monk's posture as he walked out was very elegant.

Like an evil nobleman from the darkness.

He spoke in a dignified baritone: "Yes, the Storm God can no longer be relied upon."

"But now you still have a way to bring your husbands back."

"We possess power, we can help you bring your husbands back, and repel the Bulgars and the foolish Eastern Empire people."

The three women huddled together, looking in horror at the blind monk who had suddenly appeared in the palace, clearly not an ordinary human.

"Who... who are you? What do you want? This palace is full of Church Knights! And there is the Storm God's shrine, the Storm God is watching here."

"We... are the God-chosen ruling family of the Storm God."

The blind monk chuckled, walking forward with an unchanged expression. "Humans are truly creatures full of artistic talent."

"Clearly, you have seen the Storm God's statue shatter before your eyes, yet you can still feign piety and embrace your faith."

"Clearly, you have reached the point of despair, your despair summoned me, but you deny it and think that I suddenly intruded into your domain."

Suddenly, many chains appeared behind the blind monk. These chains rushed out of the palace windows, shattering pane after pane of glass, and then inserted hooks into the bodies of the Church Knights and Royal Knights responsible for guarding outside the Storm Royal Family's chambers.

Screams rose and fell, and in an instant, the blind monk had twenty Stormwind Royal Knights corpses hanging behind him.

The three women watched this scene in shock.

The blind monk pointed to the shattered statue on the ground and said, "Just as you thought. Compared to the clay sculptures you believe in, we possess true power."

"As long as you reach an agreement with us. Agree to us preaching normally in the Stormwind Kingdom region, I guarantee that within seven days, I will bring back your youngest king."

The blind monk took out a contract, which was even burning with green fel flames.

The three women were very scared at the moment, but after the old Queen saw the blind monk's power, she suddenly stopped shaking.

She lowered her head and suddenly revealed a strange smile. "Perhaps it was really me who summoned you."

"I was just thinking in my heart, no matter what, as long as someone brings back my father-in-law, husband, and son."

"I can agree to anything. To hell with the Storm God, if the Storm God can't protect his own king, then don't blame us... for finding new power to cooperate with."

Facing her daughter-in-law and mother-in-law, looking at her with surprised eyes, the old Queen said, "Politics has always been dark and realistic, and has always been full of bloodshed."

"Let's not pretend to be good people anymore."

"People are all the same. As long as they encounter danger, as long as they encounter setbacks, people will choose what is most beneficial to themselves."

"It's just..."

The old Queen looked at the blind monk. "Why do you need our consent to preach?"

The blind monk explained: "We like orthodoxy, we like order. Our world is full of order, even more orderly than your world."

"In our world, the high-ranking are the absolute strong. The strength of energy determines the height of status and identity."

"But in your world, the high-ranking are not necessarily the strong, which is such a ridiculous fact. Therefore, existences like me must find weak women like you to sign a contract."

The blind monk spread out his hands with an artistic flair. "Thus, order is once again obeyed."

"So, will you sign it? It shouldn't be harmful to you."

The old Queen Mother's eyes flickered as she examined the contract. After confirming that it was indeed just a contract allowing them to preach, she signed her name. "You must be some kind of unorthodox cult. You want to seize this opportunity to gain national recognition?"

"You really know how to seize opportunities. Well, perhaps the Storm Kingdom should introduce other gods. If there's only one god, that god won't even do their best for our royal family! I'll sign it!"

"In the future… we'll have more opportunities for cooperation."

The old Queen Mother, Zoe, displayed her shrewd political talent and then stamped the contract with the Storm Royal Family's seal. "This is certification from the royal family. I hope you'll be different from the Storm Church."

The blind monk immediately retracted the contract. As long as these mortal queens signed it, there would be two benefits.

First, when they walked within the Storm Kingdom, they would no longer be rejected by the omnipresent material world.

Although they would still be suppressed by the sacred authority of the Storm God's aura, which suppressed the power of their energy world.

Second, he could create a Blind, Idiotic Gate connecting to the Blind Realm in this capital.

This was the final step to destroying the Storm Kingdom's capital!

The blind monk let out a meaningful laugh, then elegantly performed the etiquette a lower noble should show to the queen. "You are truly a shrewd and capable female politician. You are more capable than your husband and sons."

"Queen Zoe, I believe the Storm Kingdom will advance even further under your rule."

…

At the same time, Raphael Fischer, the demon hunter leading seven other demon hunters in the Peter Territory, attacking Su Nan Peter, instantly noticed that the prime material world's rejection of him had disappeared.

Moreover, the primal force of the energy world permeating the air had become at least five times greater than before.

Raphael Fischer was overjoyed. He hadn't expected that at this moment when he launched a general offensive against Su Nan Peter, he would actually receive support from the energy world.

Or rather, as the energy world's erosion of the Storm Kingdom became more and more serious, the support they could receive would become greater and greater.

Raphael Fischer confidently faced Warwick, who suddenly appeared and tried to block him, unleashing a spell cast with all his strength as a four-star warlock—the Spear of Indifference.

He pulled the trigger, and Warwick's heart was instantly pierced by a Spear of Indifference, condensed from a highly concentrated wind of indifference on an iron arrow shaft, pinning him to the ground.

Next, Raphael Fischer fired three more arrows.

Completely piercing and destroying Warwick's head, the remaining part of his heart, and his chest.

But Raphael continued to shoot at Warwick's remains, continuing to destroy them. "I can finally unleash my full power."

"According to the information I've gathered, you high-level werewolves can still live even if your head and heart are destroyed at the same time, right? Then I'll continue to destroy your corpses until even necromancy can't manipulate them."

"Your weaknesses have been completely exposed before my demon hunter's eyes. And my attacks—a four-star warlock's attacks—are not the same as the enemies you've encountered before."

He looked at Bloom, who had been silent all along, and said, "Let me destroy your greatest reliance. From now on, you can only… fight alone."

He took out a strange wooden arrow shaft engraved with many runes and shot it in Bloom's direction, but the arrow fell beside Bloom, landing on the ground next to him.

But in an instant… all the werewolves were horrified to discover… that the pack effect seemed to be shielded by something and disappeared.

All the werewolves could no longer feel the collective existence through the pack effect.

They became isolated.

The pack effect had been destroyed!

Bloom glanced at Warwick, "This is going to be troublesome."

"This enemy is indeed stronger than any enemy we've encountered before."

If Su Nan hadn't advanced to become a formal wizard and fully sublimated the entire pack five times, putting the pack in a state of needing to digest the potion.

Faced with this demon hunter's attack, even if they could barely defeat him, I'm afraid the pack would suffer many casualties.

And in the distance, Su Nan, who was sitting on the deck of a three-masted coastal ship returning to port, finally smiled. "Not bad."

"Originally, I was still worried that your demon hunter attacks… wouldn't be enough to truly kill Mr. Warwick. The Shadow Werewolf's sixfold immortality has made death itself a difficult obstacle to overcome."

"But if you're not dead… how can you be resurrected?"

"But it's meaningless if only the lone wolf dies and the pack doesn't. It must be… that the pack must also die completely once, that's right."

"Pack, please be resurrected once. Only then can we continue to move forward together."

Su Nan sat on the wooden chair on the deck, picked up a book at hand, used the Light spell, and began to read leisurely.