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Chapter 333: Chapter 216: Hunting Divinity Alone. _3
Chapter 333: Chapter 216: Hunting Divinity Alone. _3
Have species evolved to such an extent in just over a year?
If they were given more time, what terrifying heights might they reach?
Therefore, the Mad Thunder Skyhawk regretted its premature resurrection even more, but there was no way to start over!
Since it had been resurrected, at the very least, it had to prove to this era that it had once existed!
"Screech!"
At this moment, the Mad Thunder Skyhawk screeched frantically again, its eyes revealing an even more ferocious expression!
It harbored an extremely cold murderous intent toward both the White Wolf and the mortally wounded tiger!
Had it not been for these two creatures, it wouldn't have been forced to resurrect ahead of time.
And in its own era, it had even hunted the ancestors of the Wolf Clan and the Tiger Clan, let alone their descendants.
After its screeching cry, the Mad Thunder Skyhawk and Su Lin pushed their bloody battle to the extreme!
As a species from a million years ago, the Mad Thunder Skyhawk used to feed on fierce beasts of its time such as the Yuanmou Wolf, Saber-toothed Tiger, and Short-faced Bear.
The Wolf Clan and the Tiger Clan were nothing but its prey.
But the strength of this White Wolf now was shockingly powerful.
Because even in its own era, the Wolf Clan mainly fought as a group.
A million years later, it was still the case!
Only through group combat could the Wolf Clan stand alongside other fierce beasts as top-level predators.
How could a Wolf Clan that didn't pride itself on individual strength produce such an aberration like the White Wolf?
The Mad Thunder Skyhawk didn't know, but from the White Wolf's chilling murderous intent, it knew it had to win today's blood battle!
Because the price of losing was something it couldn't afford!
Having just awakened, how could it be content with becoming the blood food of other species?
Amidst its screech, the pale grey fluorescence on the Mad Thunder Skyhawk's body flickered more violently.
But the White Wolf's awe-inspiring combat power was not in the least bit inferior.
Clang!
A loud collision roared,
The misshapen talons of the Mad Thunder Skyhawk clashed fiercely with the Wolf Claw again, with grey and silver fluorescence swirling like seething serpents.
The explosive force of the collision distorted the space as if it was twisted, and the powerful aftershocks pushed the surrounding ice shards and seawater backwards.
The terrifying fluctuation caused fish within dozens of miles around in the sea to flee in panic.
The silver and grey lights shone like two blazing suns, their dazzling light blindingly bright.
Meanwhile, some of the Inuit who were watching from afar felt indescribably complex emotions as they saw their worshipped totem transformed into such an ugly monstrosity.
But more people, watching the White Wolf and the totem they once believed in fight so fiercely, felt as if thunderous explosions were resounding in their minds.
For in their hearts, the totem they worshiped was an omnipotent deity, yet now the White Wolf actually dared to fight the deity alone!
Even the White Wolf's ferocious combat strength and shadow-like speed completely overpowered their venerated totem.
They didn't dare believe it was real, but the sharp and furious screeching from the battlefield could not be faked! Experience exclusive tales on M-V-L
Even as they watched, the clash between the White Wolf and the totem soon produced an outcome!
The totem was forced back hundreds of meters, and the seawater parted, creating a wave tens of meters high.
But before the totem could come to a halt, the White Wolf reappeared beside it.
Its gaping maw went straight for the Eagle God totem's not fully healed wings!
Crack!
One bite!
Even though the totem tried hard to avoid its vital parts, it still had nearly half of its wing torn off at the root by the White Wolf!
Rip!
The sound of flesh being torn filled the air, and blood spurted out like a fountain in an instant!
Agonizing pain spread instantly across all of the Mad Thunder Skyhawk's nerves as it screeched in misery and fury.
This scene made all the Inuit who saw the Mad Thunder Skyhawk as a deity feel as though their beliefs were crashing down in an instant.
They had never imagined they would witness the sight of a deity bleeding.
The White Wolf, still clutching a seven or eight-meter-long feather, brushed past the Mad Thunder Skyhawk and leapt onto a huge piece of ice shard.
The cold wind howled, lightly stirring the White Wolf's silver fur,
At this moment, the fur on the White Wolf's chest and head was stained with plenty of the Mad Thunder Skyhawk's blood,
Under the backdrop of the blood, the aura rising from its nearly twenty-meter-long body appeared even more formidable!
Hunting a deity alone!
The White Wolf standing proudly and the totem's piercing screams created a stark contrast!
In the eyes of the Inuit, looking at that majestic wolf body, it seemed as if the White Wolf was surging with a vast and unmatched energy!
For a moment, in their eyes, the White Wolf appeared godlike and demonic!
Illusion? Hallucination? Many of the Inuit whose faith had been shattered could no longer tell the difference.