Chapter 651: The Undead vs the Pressurefang Wolves.

The undead Storm Tyrant swung its massive hammer with tremendous force, catching a Pressurefang Wolf in the middle of its charge. The wolf had been attempting to slip past an undead.

The hammer struck its body with a heavy impact, sending it flying backward through the air before it crashed violently into the trench wall.

Boom!

The impact shook loose chunks of stone and sent dust cascading from the rocky surface. The wolf’s body slumped against the wall before sliding onto the ground.

Blood splattered everywhere.

Looking at the still wolf, the undead Storm Tyrant paid it no attention. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

It simply raised its hammer again and turned toward the next approaching wolf.

Miserable howls echoed throughout the trenches as the wolves continued fighting against the encroaching undead army.

Blood splattered across the ground, mixing with the mud beneath their feet, while the continuous sounds of heavy weapons striking flesh and bone filled the narrow passages.

Previously, the Pressurefang wolves thought this was like every other prey they had hunted but now, they knew they had met their match.

The human before them was no prey but a predator. Still, their ferocity was not reduced.

In another section of the battlefield, the undead Kharv was struggling against three Pressurefang Wolves.

The wolves had surrounded it from different directions, using their superior speed to attack his exposed sides whenever he turned to face one of them.

Their sharp fangs bit into its arms, shoulders, and legs, leaving numerous wounds across his body.

One wolf clamped its jaws around his forearm while another repeatedly lunged toward his waist, attempting to bring him down through sheer persistence.

The undead Kharv swung his axe to force them back, but the wolves were quick enough to evade his attacks.

Each time he tried to strike one, another took advantage of the opening to rush forward and bite him again.

Their coordinated attacks were gradually restricting its movements, and for a moment, it seemed as though the three wolves were going to bring it down.

Just then, the undead Horn Lizard King had arrived.

With both hands gripping its enormous cudgel, the undead brought the weapon around and struck one of the wolves with overwhelming force.

The blow caught the wolf before it could react, sending it flying toward the other two wolves.

Its head collided violently with the skull of one of its companions, producing a sickening crack as they both stumbled in opposite directions.

The wolf struck by the cudgel landed several meters away, its body rolling across the muddy ground before coming to a stop.

The other staggered from the collision, momentarily disoriented. And that opening was enough for the undead Kharv.

Freed from the pressure of three wolves, the undead Kharv immediately tightened his grip on his axe and stepped forward.

It brought the weapon around in a powerful horizontal swing, catching one of the remaining wolves across its chest.

Bang!

The blade tore through its fur and flesh, opening a deep gash that stretched across its torso.

Blood splattered onto the ground as the wolf cried out in pain. Its front legs buckled beneath its weight.

It tried to retreat, but the undead Kharv refused to give it the opportunity. It stepped forward again, raising its axe for another strike.

The wounded wolf twisted its body and desperately scrambled away, barely avoiding the descending axe.

The second wolf had recovered enough to recognize the new enemy.

The wolf lowered its body before launching itself toward the undead Horn Lizard King. Its jaws wide open as it aimed for the undead’s neck.

Its speed was dazzling fast, blurring with the atmosphere. Unfortunately for the wolf, its opponent was not an ordinary creature.

It was an undead.

And undead King.

The undead Horn Lizard King watched its approach without stepping back. It shifted its massive cudgel into position and swung directly toward the incoming wolf.

Boom!

The weapon struck the creature head-on, interrupting its leap and driving it violently into the ground.

The wolf body struck the muddy surface with enough force to send dirt and blood scattering in every direction.

Blood gushed from its mouth as the wolf let out a weak whimper.

Despite the devastating impact, it still attempted to move, dragging its front legs beneath itself as it struggled to rise.

Its instincts urged it to escape before the next attack arrived, but its damaged body could barely move.

The undead Horn Lizard King did not waste any second. It raised its cudgel once more and brought the massive weapon down upon the wolf’s head.

Boom!

The second impact crushed its skull, ending its desperate struggle.

The wolf body twitched briefly before becoming motionless, and instantly the undead Horn Lizard King departed, searching for the next victim of its weapon.

Now, only one wolf remained standing against the undead Kharv.

Although the undead Kharv had suffered numerous bites that did not affect it. The undead Kharv advanced, dragging his axe into position as he prepared to finish the wounded wolf.

However, the wolf reacted swiftly, moving sideways at the last moment, evading the undead Kharv’s axe at the last second.

Quickly, it reacted and snapped its fang dangerously close to its arm, but undead Kharv quickly withdrew its weapon and prepared another strike.

The wolf evaded the second attack as well.

Its movements were quick and agile, allowing it to slip past the axe just before the blade could reach its body. For a brief moment, it appeared it was gaining the upper hand.

However, it had focused too much attention on the undead Kharv and it failed to notice the enormous cudgel descending from the other side.

Boom!

The undead Horn Lizard King’s weapon struck its head with devastating force, crushing it beyond recognition.

The wolf collapsed instantly, its body falling heavily onto the blood-soaked ground.

Without stopping, the undead Kharv lowered its axe and turned toward the next target, unbothered by the gruesome injury.

Likewise, the undead Horn Lizard King continued forward without sparing the fallen wolf another glance.