The Wicked Female Is Wild and Scheming, Living in a Love Battlefield Every Day-Chapter 289 - 245: Ghost-Faced Spider

"Alright!"

The males quickly dispersed, each transforming into their true forms to get to work.

Corbin Crowley’s bone wings effortlessly cut down the nearest ancient tree.

Rhys Blackwood’s serpent tail swept, snapping the sturdy trunk into three parts instantly.

Zeke Veridian’s fingertips flickered with Wind Blades, the wood was sliced into planks in the blink of an eye.

Malachi Arcanus raised an eyebrow, his lips curving into a teasing smile, "Are you building a nest or a palace?"

"Building a nest or a palace, it’s up to you. We’re going to survey the terrain and figure out how to set traps."

Corbin Crowley coldly dropped these words, spread his bone wings, and swiftly flew to the highest point of the canyon.

Rhys Blackwood transformed into Aethel Serpent and soared up, following closely.

Zeke Veridian’s emerald-green eyes flashed, dropping the task to Malachi Arcanus, and similarly followed suit.

Malachi Arcanus watched as the three vanished in an instant, gritting his teeth with anger, "These bastards, setting me up again!"

He turned his gaze to Luna Sutton, who was holding a wolf pup, and his eyes flashed slightly, "Little Luna, why don’t you stay with me and help build the nest?"

"Dream on."

Zeke Veridian’s voice suddenly floated down from the treetop, his emerald eyes glimmering coldly in the shadows, "Luna is going to help me weave vine nets."

Malachi Arcanus looked up and saw Zeke Veridian squatting on a branch, tugging at several tough vines.

"Tch!"

Malachi Arcanus rolled his eyes, with Netherworld Dark Fire suddenly bursting forth from his palm, rapidly growing.

In a flash, the mountain-like pile of wood was dried and set.

The beastmen of The Wolf Tribe looked on, slack-jawed—it was much more effective than ten days under the sun.

Luna Sutton placed the three furry wolf pups on the prepared hides and released eight little snakes of various colors from her space.

Xerxes Blackwood immediately coiled around her wrist, forming a bracelet.

Miles Veridian’s emerald body curiously slithered toward Kael, Kael Shadowend, and Frey.

"No fighting."

She poked Kael’s snout, who was baring its teeth and hissing at Crimson.

Crimson instantaneously got angry, spitting out a jet of flame.

Kael was not one to back down either, shooting Ice Blades from its forehead in retaliation.

She sighed, holding her head in frustration, hurriedly going over to separate them and give each a talking-to.

The two little creatures instantly became downcast, but at least did not continue fighting, she let out a breath of relief.

Luna Sutton surveyed the surroundings, finding the clansmen busy building temporary accommodations, while Corbin Crowley and the others went to survey the terrain.

She considered the Priest’s words about "noble help," pondering who the noble might be.

Could it be referring to Beast King City?

No, no, Beast King City, although powerful, is only significant for the Lower Domain forces.

In the face of The Phoenix Clan of Aetheria, it is no more than a weak ant.

Aetheria’s Veridia perhaps, but they are unlikely to come to aid The Wolf Tribe unprovoked.

Thinking for half the day, she couldn’t figure out who the noble was.

She couldn’t help but ask the system internally, "System, do you know who the noble the Priest referred to is?"

The system lazily came online, "An elder of The Dragon Clan, technically Mael Valerius’s uncle, highly skilled, absolutely despises The Phoenix Clan."

Luna Sutton was taken aback, "A Dragon Clan Elder? Why would he come to help us?"

The system, in a humanized manner, rolled its eyes, "Who knows, perhaps just passing by?"

Luna Sutton: "..."

This damn system, might as well not have said anything.

However, she roughly guessed it had something to do with Mael Valerius.

She set aside her thoughts, opened the system map, and began searching the vicinity for edible resources.

...

On the other side, Corbin Crowley stood on a cliff at the highest point of the canyon, his silver eyes surveying the terrain below.

Rhys Blackwood stood on a rock, his expression indifferent, his dark eyes also looking down.

His fingertip lightly tapped, a wisp of dark toxic fog drifted into the air, slowly merging with the mist in the canyon.

"Mixed toxins enhance effectiveness."

He said softly.

Zeke Veridian leaned against the trunk, his emerald eyes scanning around, slicing a few vines with Wind Blades from his fingertips, weaving them into a net, "We can set an ambush here; once The Phoenix Clan enters, the vine net will fall and trap them."

Corbin Crowley’s silver eyes narrowed slightly, "Still not enough."

Instantly transforming into the Ancient Silver Moon Wolf, he swiftly darted towards the swamp they had passed earlier.

He stopped at the edge of the swamp, his wolf paws gathered frost, pressed down hard on the ground, and the chill spread instantly, freezing the water at the edge of the swamp into ice.

Rhys Blackwood and Zeke Veridian quickly followed.

Zeke Veridian raised an eyebrow, "The ice layer is brittle, cannot bear weight, should The Phoenix Clan step on it—"

Rhys Blackwood continued, "They will plunge into the swamp."

The three exchanged a glance, coldness flashing in their eyes.

...

Meanwhile, Lyle Sutton found a secluded corner, transformed into his true form as a grey wolf, took out the Dragon Whisker Whale Pill given by Corbin Crowley, and swallowed it without hesitation.

The threat from The Phoenix Clan put immense pressure on him, compellingly needing strength.

The violent energy exploded within him, his fur bristled, blood vessels swelled as if filled with molten rock.