No!

Alone, I can't match the combined strength of Mo Kai and the others.

Crunch!

Fei Xiao took a deep breath and swallowed his anger.

Damn it, just like Liu Yizhou said.

I really am like a turtle kept in the dark.

I must stay calm!

The hatred of the Eight Races can be avenged later; today's goal is to save people.

"Liu Yizhou, don't think you can sow discord in the unity of my alliance, your plot is laughable."

Fei Xiao swallowed his hatred in the Wetlands.

He looked at Liu Yizhou in disdain; after all, being a Ninth Grade, Fei Xiao wasn't foolish.

Mo Kai and the others chuckled, suppressing their mutual killing intent.

That's more like it.

Fei Xiao could only swallow this indignation; what else could he do?

"Fei Xiao, your brother must greatly resent your cowardice from above!"

Yao Chenqing also chuckled disdainfully.

He was surprised at Liu Yizhou's intelligence; that old man is still as cunning as ever.

Too bad.

Fei Xiao is too weak, such a plot of discord is ineffective.

Of course, being able to awaken Fei Xiao is at least able to make the Blood Boiling Race less fierce.

"I'll use the heads of human Martial Artists to honor my brother's soul, no need for your concern."

Fei Xiao retorted.

Awooo!

And right then, a piercing wolf howl echoed across the sky of Jiangwu City.

Strangely, this wolf's howl came from the Wetlands.

Correct!

The soundwaves passed directly from the Wetlands to Earth.

Terrifying, truly extraordinarily terrifying.

Even just the wolf's howl makes one shiver, especially the lower-tiered Martial Artists whose Qi Blood circulation becomes sluggish.

Buzz!

Liu Yizhou waved his hand, and the pressure on Qi Blood caused by the wolf's howl vanished.

The human Martial Artists stood ready.

Crunch!

Crunch!

Indeed, the wolf arrived.

At the rear of the Alliance Army, a gray wolf of not particularly massive size slowly emerged from the void fissure.

Along the way, it directly grabbed a Fifth Grade Blood Boiling Race, swallowed in just three bites.

The Steel Bone Race's bones were too hard.

The Yangxiang Race's flesh had a stench that was nauseating.

The Palm Eye Race ran fast.

Eating the Four-armed Race felt like eating only bones.

Only the Blood Boiling Race, their meat tender, blood sweet, and skin especially chewy.

The Swamp Wolf Demon Emperor has arrived.

At the moment of its appearance, Fei Xiao clenched his palm fiercely.

Yes.

There was his brother's aura; others might not detect it, but Fei Xiao could feel it clearly.

His brother was indeed eaten by the Swamp Wolf Demon Emperor.

He gritted his teeth in hatred.

This beast dared to eat a Blood Boiling Race Warrior right in front of me, damn it.

Endure!

Endure for now.

"Thank you, Wolf Emperor, for assisting!"

Mo Kai smiled, clasped his hands in salute.

The Swamp Wolf Demon Emperor walked on air and eventually stood in the midst of four Ninth Grades, its pitch-black wolf eyes looking down on everything.

On the opposite is the human army.

Wuwen Race?

Not very good to eat, like the Four-armed Race, all bones and no meat.

"Thank you, Wolf Emperor, for assisting!"

"Welcome, Wolf Emperor!"

Ying Mountain Ridge and Steel Bone also clasped their fists in respect.

A Ninth-Grade Demon Beast, definitely a presence that can reverse the battlefield situation.

The Ninth Grades participating in this battle had detailed data in both parties' intelligence.

No Ninth Grade from the human race was available to assist at Jiangyuan Country, as they were all restrained by the eight Wetlands races.

This was Mo Kai's true ace.

The Five Races Alliance Army's bottom card was more than just one.

"Awooo!"

The Swamp Wolf Demon Emperor glanced disdainfully at Fei Xiao, as if asking: Aren't you going to welcome me, this garbage?

"Fei Xiao, the Swamp Wolf Demon Emperor's assistance is the key to victory."

Mo Kai reminded coldly.

That damn Liu Yizhou.

If it weren't for this beast's intelligence, Fei Xiao would definitely be the most enthusiastic one right now.

Yet looking at Liu Yizhou's expression, it seemed he wasn't very panicked.

Could he also have some ace up his sleeve?

Impossible.

Mo Kai had already analyzed all the Ninth Grades in the Divine Land, and the eight Wetlands races were completely restrained.

No Ninth Grades could come to assist.

There were no new Ninth Grades in the Divine Land recently either.

Although Swamp Wolf Demon Emperor didn't understand military tactics, it was slightly weaker than the races from Wetlands and humans, but Liu Yizhou absolutely had no countermeasures against this card.

"Welcome, Wolf Emperor."

Fei Xiao reluctantly clasped his hands with a fake smile.

"Awooo!"

The Swamp Wolf Demon Emperor disdainfully shook its head: If I weren't unable to beat you, I'd even want to eat you, hot blood and flesh.

...

A terrifying aura loomed above the human camp.

Ninth-Grade Demon Beast!

In fact, since Liu Yizhou pointed out Mo Kai's conspiracy, some Martial Artists had already anticipated this dreadful conclusion.

Mo Kai might really have found a Ninth-Grade Demon Beast.

How can we defend against this!

What can we use to block it?

"Don't worry, General Liu knew Mo Kai's conspiracy long ago; he must have thought of a countermeasure."

A Sixth-Grade Grandmaster licked his lips and said.

I hope Liu Yizhou has a plan.

Otherwise... all efforts will be in vain.

An extra Ninth Grade is like an atomic bomb that can destroy everything.

"But there's no Ninth Grade that can come from the Divine Land, what can we use to defend!"

Other Martial Artists looked stiff-faced.

This war to aid Jiangyuan Country, why is it so difficult?

This Mo Kai, truly terrifying.

"Su Yue, is there anything else we need to know?"

Bai Xiaolong asked nervously.

To be honest, he was scared enough; who could have thought that a Ninth-Grade Demon Beast could be found by the other races.

Everyone, including Chen Yuhui, the Grandmaster responsible for their safety, looked expectantly at Su Yue.

This miracle Little Prince knows quite a few inside stories.

"Don't worry, foster father's trump card should be coming!