Return to Bo City

Chapter 68 Return to Bo City

After breaking through to the intermediate level in the Summoning system, the first thing Mo Fan thought of was Old Wolf's advancement.

He remembered clearly that in the desolate mountains north of Bo City, there lived a tribe of ghost wolves. Among them was a ghostly dark wolf whose bloodline, soul, and demonic bones were all qualified, making it perfect for the old wolf to advance its cultivation.

Having made up his mind, Mo Fan didn't want to waste any more time.

The next morning, he packed a few things, said goodbye to Lingling, and left Shanghai for Bocheng.

By the time they returned to Bocheng, it was already dark.

The city has been largely rebuilt, but in some corners, traces of the disaster can still be seen.

Mo Fan stood outside the station, glanced at the familiar street scene, and without lingering for long, turned and left.

He didn't come back this time to express his feelings.

A moon-white summoning light spread out beneath his feet, and the Ghost Wolf Beast leaped out, landing steadily beside him.

Compared to when we first met, the old wolf is now noticeably stronger, with wider shoulders and back, and more powerful limbs.

The man and the wolf did not stay in Anjie for long. After replenishing some necessities, they left Anjie directly from the outskirts of Bocheng.

Mo Fan rode on the back of the old wolf, heading north.

According to his memory, the eerie ghost wolf mostly roamed the Old Mountain Range area. That place was densely forested and full of loose rocks, making it ideal for wolf packs to inhabit.

The deeper you go, the stronger the fishy, ​​pungent smell of wolves and demons becomes in the air.

Mo Fan raised his eyes.

"You didn't get the wrong one."

The old wolf clearly sensed the presence of its own kind and its running speed suddenly increased, its limbs treading over the gravel, creating a series of dull, rapid sounds.

After passing through two groves of barren forest, the terrain ahead began to rise.

A rocky hillside slowly revealed its outline under the moonlight.

Just then, a deep, long wolf howl suddenly tore through the night sky.

"Awooo!!!"

The sound was extremely penetrating, and could not possibly be produced by an ordinary slave-level demon wolf.

Mo Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Found it."

The old wolf stopped at the same time, its fur slowly bristling, and it let out a low growl, staring intently ahead.

On the hillside, a dozen pairs of eerie green eyes had appeared out of nowhere.

One pair, two pairs, three pairs —

Soon, the green lights merged into one, looking down at them menacingly.

Wolf pack.

Mo Fan laughed.

"You've found the right place."

No sooner had he finished speaking than several one-eyed demon wolves lowered their bodies and pounced down the hillside.

These things were incredibly fast. As they rushed down the gravel, they were like clumps of gray shadows skimming the ground, closing in on us in the blink of an eye.

Mo Fan sat on the wolf's back and raised his hand to unleash a lightning seal.

"Lightning Seal - Rage Strike!"

Dark lightning exploded in his palm, and several arcs of electricity instantly struck the wolf pack.

The two one-eyed demon wolves at the forefront had just leaped up when they were struck by lightning, causing them to convulse. Before they could even finish their screams, they tumbled away with a thud, their fur charred black.

The others behind were also momentarily stunned by the force of the lightning.

This pause is enough.

"Old Wolf, charge!"

The Dark Wolf Beast had been unable to contain itself for a long time, and as soon as Mo Fan finished speaking, its figure shot out.

boom!

A one-eyed wolf was pounced on and knocked down, its claws pressing down so hard that it felt as if a bone had broken. Then its fangs snapped off, and blood splattered everywhere.

It was originally a variant among wolf-like demons, and Mo Fan had nurtured it to its current level. When it charged into these one-eyed demon wolves, the sense of oppression was on a completely different level.

The first few one-eyed demon wolves were clearly stunned, and they instinctively shrank back.

Mo Fan wasn't idle either; he unleashed a series of lightning seals, while the fire nebula slowly began to rotate.

Now that we're here, we should naturally clear out these mobs as well.

But just then, a completely different wolf howl suddenly came from higher up the hillside.

The next second, a dark figure suddenly crashed down from the height!

"Bang!!!"

Pebbles flew everywhere.

It was a wolf demon entirely black, a full size larger than an ordinary one-eyed demon wolf, with long limbs and a faint wisp of gray-blue ghostly flame swirling at the end of its tail. A tuft of silver markings on its forehead stood out conspicuously in the moonlight.

As soon as it landed, the one-eyed demon wolves around it instinctively stepped back.

Mo Fan's eyes lit up slightly.

"General-level?"

This aura has clearly overwhelmed all its kind around it.

What else could it be but the Ghostly Dark Wolf?

"Perfect, saves me the trouble of searching all over the mountain for you."

The black wolf did not pounce immediately; it simply stood still, coldly staring at Mo Fan and the Ghost Wolf Beast.

The look in his eyes lacked the simple ferocity of ordinary demons; instead, it revealed a hint of almost human arrogance and anger.

Mo Fan found it amusing.

"Oh, you're pretty arrogant."

He didn't bother with any more words, and jumped off the old wolf's back, causing the fire nebula to spin wildly.

The three flames instantly converged in his palm, and the temperature of the surrounding air immediately rose.

The black wolf clearly sensed the danger and immediately crouched down, tensing its limbs and assuming a posture ready to pounce at any moment.

But Mo Fan was even faster.

"Fierce Fist - Earthly Fiend!"

The three-colored flames suddenly exploded.

The black wolf let out a mournful howl, its entire body was blasted away and crashed heavily into the pile of rubble behind it.

Mo Fan was about to chase after him to finish him off when he suddenly stopped.

wrong.

This wolf is indeed a warrior-level creature, but something feels off.

The moment the thought crossed his mind, a chorus of wolf howls suddenly erupted from the surrounding hillsides!

"Awoo!"

"Awooo!!"

"Awooo!!!"

One after another, layer upon layer, the entire mountain area trembled.

Immediately afterwards, from behind the distant mountains, an aura far stronger than the black wolf in front of them suddenly rose up!

Mo Fan's expression changed, and he abruptly turned his head to look.

At the end of the ridge, two huge, eerie green wolf eyes slowly lit up, like two will-o'-the-wisps opening in the darkness.

The menacing aura made the air itself seem to sink.

The real big shipment has arrived.

What's even more troublesome is that as those wolf eyes appeared, patches of eerie green light began to appear in the nearby mountains and fields, densely packed, numbering at least dozens or even hundreds at a glance.

Mo Fan's lips twitched violently.

"Grass."

This is not a wolf.

This is an entire tribe!

At that moment, the black wolf that he had sent flying also struggled to its feet from the pile of rubble. Its belly was charred black, and its injuries were clearly serious, but the resentment in its eyes was almost overflowing.

The real wolf king, further away, saw that it was injured and its aura surged even more.

Mo Fan's mind raced, and he realized it almost instantly.

"Depend on--"

"Did I hit a female?"

Looking at that situation, how could he not understand?

This is no ordinary general.

This is clearly the tribe's precious treasure.

They started by beating up the little princess, no wonder the whole wolf pack was in an uproar.

"Old Wolf!"

Without a second thought, Mo Fan shouted loudly.

"Stop fighting, retreat!!"

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