200: Chapter 200 is right! We've already eaten it!

Boom!

A deafening roar suddenly erupted from the sky.

The blood-colored vortex that had been gathering frantically suddenly flickered violently, like a jammed gear.

Then—

Pfft!

That massive teleportation array, which seemed to possess monstrous pressure and an unyielding arrogance, actually shattered in mid-air with a loud crash!

It turned into a sky-filling mist of foul-smelling blood, which was blown away instantly by the cold wind on the grasslands.

On the high platform.

Khan Temur maintained his sacrificial posture with both hands raised high, his entire body frozen.

"Huh?!"

He widened his eyes, his face full of shock and disbelief.

"W-what is going on?!"

"Could it be that the sacrifice was insufficient, and the ritual failed?!"

Khan Temur gritted his teeth, a flicker of viciousness flashing in his eyes.

He abruptly drew his scimitar and, without hesitation, slashed his other wrist!

Blood gushed out wildly.

"tengri! By my blood! Descend..."

He roared at the top of his lungs, forcibly activating the summoning ritual once again.

However.

This time, the sky was completely silent.

Let alone the massive blood-colored vortex, not even a faint glimmer of the array lit up!

"Damn it! Why is there nothing?!"

"Why is there nothing?!"

Khan Temur paced back and forth on the altar like a madman, roaring furiously at the sky.

"Sky-Devouring Demon Wolf! Fenrir! Come out!!"

...

Meanwhile.

Inside the red wolf heavy tank in the center of the battlefield.

Lu Yuan was eagerly waiting for the big boss to make a grand entrance, but seeing the blood mist in the sky dissipate directly, he was also stunned.

The names Khan Temur had just shouted echoed frantically in his mind.

Sky-Devouring Demon Wolf?

Fenrir?!

After a brief moment of shock, Lu Yuan slapped his thigh, suddenly realizing.

Isn't that the Abyss Lord from the special track earlier, the one he had taken out in one shot with his main cannon?!

"Damn!"

Lu Yuan cursed angrily.

"So it turns out it was just a minion of that guy!"

He had been full of expectations just now, thinking he could farm another boss monster with a health bar to increase his multiplier coefficient!

What a waste of excitement!

Lu Yuan looked through the holographic screen with utter disdain at Khan Temur, who was still throwing a tantrum on the high platform.

He grabbed the communication microphone on the console.

He pressed the external loudspeaker button.

"Hey, hey, hey!"

Lu Yuan's lazy and slightly mocking voice came out from the massive loudspeaker on top of the tank.

"I say, buddy, are you actually capable of anything?"

"Can we still summon it or what?"

"I've been waiting here for ages for a big boss, and you just show me fireworks?"

"If you really can't summon it, we might as well send you on your way!"

"Don't waste everyone's time!"

Hearing this extremely arrogant mockery.

Khan Temur stared fixedly at the blood-colored red wolf heavy tank not far away, his eyes wide with rage, the corners of his eyes splitting open and seeping blood.

"Shut up!!!"

He howled at the sky, his voice as shrill as a night owl.

"The guardian deity of my great grasslands will never abandon its people!"

Khan Temur had completely descended into madness.

He tore open the armor on his chest, reversed his blade, and slashed deep into his own chest.

Ignoring the heart blood gushing out, he knelt directly on the altar.

"Ahhhh!"

"I offer my heart's blood as a sacrifice!"

"Welcome the descent of the Wolf God!!!"

"Come forth! Sky-Devouring Demon Wolf—Fenrir!"

"..."

"..."

"..."

The third summoning!

This time, a faint red light barely lit up in the sky.

The array had just formed half its outline in mid-air.

Immediately after.

With a crisp "crack" sound.

The incomplete array shattered into countless fragments instantly, like a piece of glass struck by a giant hammer!

Khan Temur looked at the light that had completely dissipated, his face full of unwillingness and despair.

"Why?!"

He knelt on the ground, his hands gripping his hair tightly.

"Wolf God! Have you abandoned your believers?!"

"Why won't you answer my summons!!"

Just as Khan Temur was raging helplessly and screaming in despair.

A cold, emotionless, mechanical system voice suddenly came from the sky.

[Ding! Special summoning ritual detected...]

[Summoning Target: Abyss Lord · Sky-Devouring Demon Wolf Fenrir!]

[Summoning Failed!]

[Reason for Failure: The current summoning target has already been killed!]

This emotionless mechanical voice boomed over the Outer Mongolia District base camp like a thunderclap from the heavens.

Khan Temur suddenly raised his head, his face full of disbelief.

"Killed?!"

He roared at the sky like a madman.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Lord Fenrir is the Abyss Lord! The invincible Wolf God!"

"On this apocalyptic wasteland, how could anyone be able to kill our great Wolf God?!"

"Who is it?! Who the hell did this, ahhhh!"

Facing Khan Temur's frantic questioning.

The mechanical system voice in the sky gave the answer ruthlessly.

[Killer information revealed—]

[District: C-72 District.]

[Killer ID: Red Wolf!]

[Affiliation: Red Wolf Guild!]

Beep!!!

In that instant, the entire noisy battlefield seemed to have been muted.

All the surviving Outer Mongolia District soldiers were dumbfounded.

The whole scene fell into a deathly silence.

Immediately after, uncontrollable panic and gasps of shock erupted.

"Red, Red, Red... Red Wolf?!"

Khan Temur widened his eyes, staring fixedly at the cold system prompt in the sky.

Then.

He turned his head mechanically, inch by inch, to look at the center of the battlefield, at the red tank as massive as a mountain.

He looked at the striking Red Wolf-head guild logo on the tank's armor!

"Bzzt—"

Lu Yuan's voice came out slowly again through the loudspeaker.

"That's right."

"If the Wolf God you mentioned is that big, fire-breathing wolf cub..."

Lu Yuan smacked his lips.

"By now, his bones should have been boiled into soup by us, and his meat eaten until not even a scrap was left."

Hearing this sentence.

Khan Temur's legs went weak, and with a thud, he collapsed into a pool of blood.

His eyes became unfocused, and his mind completely collapsed.

"Eaten... eaten by them?"

A dignified Abyss Lord, the belief totem of their great grasslands.

Was actually treated as an ingredient and eaten by this group of people?!

Khan Temur looked up at the overwhelming steel tanks surrounding him.

"These people from the Dragon Kingdom... what kind of monsters are they?!"

"Eating an Abyss Lord as a dish..."

"Doesn't this fuck up the game's balance?!"

Khan Temur's eyes bulged suddenly, his bloodshot eyeballs almost popping out of their sockets.

"Pfft!"

His chest heaved violently, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood towards the sky.

The dignified Khan of the one-hundred-thousand-strong Outer Mongolia army, a generation of grassland overlords.

Rolled his eyes back and fell straight onto the altar, enraged to death!

Lu Yuan watched the red dot on the radar vanish at the speed of light and curled his lip in boredom.

"Such poor psychological resilience."

"And he was supposed to be leading a hundred-thousand-strong grassland army? You players in the Outer Mongolia District are really pathetic!"

He curled his lip in disdain and issued the final order.

"All troops, listen up."

"Clean up the battlefield, leave no one alive!"