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Chapter 3 The Wolf King's First Love

I became the king. The first thing I did after I became the king was to completely rectify the military style of our tribe. In fact, this is also the only job of the leader of our tribe. Anyway, we don’t do anything for production.

"What are you not good at learning? With some wisdom, you can learn to fight against the underworld? You have no future! Who taught you this?" I roared loudly, it was strange. I don't know what the word underworld means, but it popped out of my mouth anyway. I guess I was influenced by the "Flying Immortal from the Sky".

More than ten large blue wolves were more than ten large-sized ones, lowering their heads and tails, listening to my lectures. Even if they didn't understand, they would never ask questions. In the wolf's life principles, the boss was right.

Not far away, the two-horned brown cows with no fighting spirit after the leader died were attacked frantically by the wolves, and the defeat was inevitable.

"Wolf pack tactics are the most primitive and sharp offensive weapon of wolves. What kind of duel is that? Wolf should be the embodiment of both wisdom and courage! As a wolf, there is no need for personal heroism. Wolfs must have the strongest team spirit, be brave and resourceful in combat, and never give up."

"Wang, you are injured and need to be treated immediately." A high-level demon wolf who had been spitting on me was reported to me humbly.

Only then did I wake up from the excitement of the battle and notice that my crotch was kicked by the giant bull and a wound.

The wolf pack did not go away, and in the middle of the pack, dozens of wolf-wolf with pure white fur crouched, and a white wolf limped over.

It is not that it hurts its limbs, but that it is born with very short front limbs. It runs forward and staggers as if it is about to fall, because it is not a wolf, but in fact it is a mess.

The grassland demon wolves are a alien species of the demon wolf. They do not have sharp fangs and claws, are thin and slender, and their running speed is not even comparable to a pig. If they leave the wolf pack, they can only starve to death or become food for other wild beasts.

But everything has its own reasons. Zuo has a unique instinct for monsters. Although their combat power is almost zero, they are proficient in healing magic. Therefore, we provide protection and food to Zuo, and Zuo acts as our health care doctor.

It is said that their IQ is generally higher than that of wolves, so they often act as military advisors of the wolf king, but most of the time they are not adopted, because the proud and conceited wolf only believes in force, and no one believes that the incompetent demons are more wise than the brave wolf. Now I certainly don't admit it, I think I am wise than all monsters.

The hairy hair with pure white hair ran to me, with a cautious smile on her face and said flatteringly: "Greetings to my king!"

At the same time, its short front paws grabbed the ground and its spine arched. I was surprised to find that its arms began to grow rapidly, and the white hair began to disappear quickly from its forefoot.

First, there were a pair of wrinkled hands, completely belonging to human hands, then a kind-eyed human face, and a long beard under the jaw. Finally, the whole body, when it stood upright from the ground, it had become an old human in a white robe, with a fairy-like trait.

I looked at it in a daze, knowing that this mist had become a ninth-level monster. Only for this reason can it transform into a human.

There are almost no combat-type demon wolves who can advance to the ninth level in the history of monsters, but the exception is the one who is only proficient in healing. Every large number of wolf packs has a group of demon wolves protected by them. Each generation of demon wolves will have at least one monster to advance to the ninth level, so that they can transform into humans.

However, on the Witch Grassland where the strong prey on the weak, strength is a symbol of honor, and its embarrassing position is extremely humble even among the wolf clan that provides protection for it.

I usually don’t care enough about the ethnic group, and I don’t know that a demonic embarrassment can become a human being. When I saw its image, I suddenly felt a strong desire in my heart, which even overwhelmed the trauma caused by my father’s tragic death.

I want to become a human walking upright! This must be influenced by the flying immortals outside the sky, I think.

"My king, your body is as strong as the previous king, and your wisdom is unparalleled. Your tactic of killing the double-horned brown cow is really remarkable."

The ninth-level monster of the Huo Clan smiled flatteringly, nodded and whispered in a compliment. The appearance of the immortal with a fairy-like and traitorless nature was gone, but its appearance was always so extraordinary, forming a strong contrast with the expression and tone of speech it showed.

The monster relies on the magic core to emit magic power, so there is no need to chant. It presses its hand on my wound, and a faint white light emits from the edge of my palm. I suddenly feel that the wound is filled with warmth.

Mo Huo slowly moved his palms, and my wounds healed quickly with a speed visible to the naked eye. It seemed that he was very easy for him to treat such injuries. While he was treating, he seized this rare opportunity and flattered desperately. I know that the Mo Huo clan has always been like this, because they have lived a life of living under someone else's roof since they were born and have become accustomed to it.

"Why didn't you use your healing technique to treat the Wolf King just now?" I was a little angry.

The demon wretched and said, "King, the injury of the former king was injured by the horns of the two-horned brown cow. It contained powerful magical destructive power. It took me a long time to treat it, but when you were in danger, the former king had to go out to fight immediately."

I felt sad when I heard this, and then I thought of the question that made my heart beat. I calmed down and asked it slowly: "Why do you want to turn into a human form?"

The demon wretched panic and hurriedly said, "Don't you like it? My king, after healing, I will restore my original form. I did this to maximize my healing ability. I turned into a human form, just because I can maximize my healing power in this body form, which is also the reason why high-level monsters will eventually transform into human form."

"Is that true?" I stared at it with a bright look: "Is there any way to turn me into this form?"

The demon yelled in a fuss: "Why? My king, look at how handsome you are now, with blue hair, handsome body, majestic kingly demeanor, every male wolf surrenders to you, and every female wolf is fascinated by you."

When I heard this, my hair stood up. I didn’t know why. I used to go to see the moon alone in the middle of the night. I was so independent and special, not just to attract the favor of the beautiful female wolf girls in the clan. But now I heard it tell me that many female wolfs are so attracted to me, but I feel a sincere fear.

I immediately interrupted its compliment and said, "Stop talking nonsense, can you do it? I want to become a human form, and it is a permanent form!"

"Why? You are our king. How do you run on the vast grasslands? How do you fight against powerful monsters? You must know that before you automatically advance to top monsters, solidifying human figures will seriously limit your abilities?" This damn continued to chatter.

"I just ask you, can or can't?" I was angry. I was a powerful monster, the current wolf king of the Western wolf clan. In anger, the king's aura was so dark that the demon's knees were so loud that it softened. He bowed his head and said in horror: "Unless you can evolve by yourself, you don't have such powerful abilities."

"How can I evolve?" I held on to this question.

"Fight!" Before the Demon Graft answered, a war wolf commander jumped over from behind, waving his claws with excitement: "Endless battle! Only in the battle can you continuously increase your own strength and become the greatest king of the Warcraft Grassland."

The demon's answer was like a sudden answer. I suspected that this group of idiots had agreed in advance, but in fact I didn't give them a chance to provide for me. After not getting the second answer, I was discouraged. I had to follow their words, lead my wolf army to fight south and north, block east and kill, and start an endless battle path.

My reputation has become famous on the Warcraft Grassland. I don’t know how many Warcraft tremble when they hear my name, including those ferocious scorpion lions, sabre-toothed tigers and forest demon bears. They are very powerful in individual force and are even greater than me, but their clan’s fertility is too weak. Now they meet a shameless wolf king who never accepts challenges. They have no choice but to surrender.

However, as my power grew bigger, I felt that this kind of life became more and more boring. My territory was so large that I couldn't remember it myself, and my power even extended to the sphere of influence of our distant relatives and orcs.

One day, we defeated a fox tribe. When I saw a fox girl with long hair fluttering, red tail shaking, graceful and curved curves, my adolescence hormones finally erupted irresistibly like volcanic magma.

I was very compassionate and ordered the warriors who were about to tear the beautiful fox girl and her relatives apart as dinner to let them go. The fragrance is for pity, the jade is for tasting, the flowers are for picking, and the beautiful girl is for making her feel pain. She merged with the humans in another world and came to such a messy conclusion.

How could I bear to scrape a piece of her skin like this charming girl? I threatened my subordinates in the most fierce tone. If anyone dared to hurt her, I would twist off someone's head and use it to wipe my butt. I was a wolf who cares about personal hygiene. Then I told her in the gentlest voice that she could leave safely and that no demon wolf would dare to hurt her again.

Because my voice was gentle like the spring breeze, the movement was too small, and the trembling beauty of the fox clan didn't hear it at all. Finally, I had to express my feelings loudly.
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