The Silver Moon Fierce Wolf plummeted weakly from the sky, its eyes gradually losing color. In that final moment of death, it recalled its life: as royalty of the 'Silver Moon Wolf Clan,' it had yearned from birth to become a Lord-level entity. It had always performed exceptionally well, reaching the peak of the Advanced Beast General level, just one step shy of Lord level!
But...
It had been ambushed by a squad of human War God-level martial artists and sustained grievous injuries. Fortunately, it managed to escape using its vaunted speed. Yet, during its flight, it ran straight into another squad of Warlord-level martial artists. Had the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf been at full strength, it could have easily annihilated this Warlord squad!
But it was heavily wounded.
And this Warlord squad dogged its steps, hunting it down repeatedly. No matter where it fled, that squad would always track it down.
"Disgusting bunch of human bastards!"
"Dying at the hands of a Psychic Master would be better than dying at the hands of those scumbags." The Silver Moon Fierce Wolf possessed extreme intelligence; as a royal of the Advanced Beast General rank, its intellect was comparable to that of an average Lord-level monster. Lord-level beings generally possessed intelligence equivalent to that of a normal human.
If death was inevitable, it must be at the hands of the strong.
"Bang!"
The massive corpse of the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf slammed down heavily, causing a crumbling retaining wall to collapse entirely, and Luo Feng descended right after it.
"Hoo, hoo, I can't believe I actually killed a Silver Moon Fierce Wolf." Luo Feng stood beside the massive corpse, letting out a long sigh of relief. At that moment, his four flying knives hovered around him before smoothly returning to the sheaths sewn into his trouser legs. "Hmm? Two more knives are missing." Luo Feng's gaze swept the surroundings.
He immediately spotted two deep craters in the concrete ground ahead, the impact having cracked the cement surface; within those two depressions lay his two 6th-grade flying knives!
This sight made Luo Feng suck in a sharp breath.
The speed and clawing power of the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf were unbelievably formidable.
"To prevent other squads from discovering this, I must dissect the body first. This Silver Moon Fierce Wolf is priceless." Luo Feng put aside further thought, immediately taking a flying knife and standing beside the corpse to begin the dissection. The weapons he currently possessed—the Blood Shadow Battle Blade was only 5th-grade, capable of fighting mid-level Beast Generals.
The flying knives, however, were 6th-grade. Capable of engaging Advanced Beast Generals!
Following the already torn wound across the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf's abdomen, Luo Feng suddenly exerted force, driving the flying knife downwards!
"Huh?"
Luo Feng's eyes widened. Even with a full-force application of his flying knife, he couldn't slice even a fraction deeper into the already split hide. This was incredible! Normally, dissecting a monster is hardest when its body is intact, but once a large wound exists, the difficulty drops significantly. Sadly... for a high-level Beast General corpse, Luo Feng's brute strength was insufficient to cut through!
"Damn, looks like even dissecting monsters is high-difficulty work," Luo Feng chuckled, immediately controlling a flying knife with his Psychic power.
The force generated by his Psychic power was far greater than what his arm could produce.
"Swish!" Following the tear in the hide, the hovering flying knife sliced sharply, immediately producing a hissing sound as the wound rapidly expanded.
"It takes this much effort even when I control the knife with my Psychic power?" Luo Feng was greatly astonished. A thought flashed through his mind, and he commanded the flying knife to hover and suddenly stab at an intact patch of fur on the back. The Silver Moon Fierce Wolf's back only showed a slight indentation, but the fur itself showed no visible scratch mark whatsoever.
Luo Feng was stunned. "This thing is too monstrous!"
"I truly lucked out this time," Luo Feng couldn't help but exclaim. "Its speed reached supersonic levels, and its attack power was immense. Even the defense provided by its most valuable pelt is shockingly high. If I had met it in its prime, my chance of victory would probably only be twenty or thirty percent!" Facing this peak Silver Moon Fierce Wolf, Luo Feng's flying knives could only target vulnerable areas like the eyes, ears, and nose where the hide was thinner.
Given the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf's agility, Luo Feng's winning odds were indeed low; having twenty or thirty percent was already quite good.
"Swish!"
"Rip!"
Luo Feng dissected rapidly. First, he completely peeled off the entire piece of magical and costly hide. Then, he severed all of the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf's hard claws—these claws were materials used to forge high-grade Krol alloys, also fetching an extremely high price. Next came the 'skull cap,' which possessed extremely high hardness across the entire monster's body, its fangs, and its two rather special eyeballs.
Anything valuable, Luo Feng meticulously dissected and stored in his backpack.
It should be noted that the invention of certain specialized products in human society relied heavily on materials harvested from various monsters.
"All done."
Luo Feng let out a long breath. The once massive corpse of the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf was now reduced to nothing more than a pile of flesh and blood. Luo Feng controlled the flying knives to return to their sheaths in his trouser legs, feeling a profound sense of awe. The mental energy expenditure during the fight with the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf had not been excessive, but dissecting the corpse consumed ten times more mental energy than the battle itself!
"Regardless, it was a huge profit."
"I'll be able to earn quite a bit of money this time," Luo Feng allowed a small smile to surface. The profit distribution within the Fire Hammer Squad was based on individual contribution during the fight. Even if one was immensely powerful, if they contributed nothing to hunting a specific monster, the martial artist squad naturally wouldn't allocate any money to them.
But hunting the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf had been entirely Luo Feng's solo effort.
Luo Feng would indeed receive a substantial amount of money.
"It would be trouble if someone discovered I acquired this Silver Moon Fierce Wolf carcass," Luo Feng mused. "Only a War God-level martial artist could possibly wound the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf so severely. It must have been a War God. The pelt even carried tracking signals; fortunately, I removed them." Luo Feng certainly had no desire to become enemies with a martial artist capable of gravely injuring a Silver Moon Fierce Wolf.
Therefore, he needed to leave quickly!
Swish!
Luo Feng rapidly and silently slipped away. Under the cover of night, only the mound of bloody remains was left behind.
...
In the darkness, numerous monsters occupied various locations within the county town, and the Tiger Fang Squad advanced cautiously.
"Damn it, that Hunter dared to rampage through the county town because it's a Beast General-level monster. Other monsters didn't dare provoke it. Yet, we have to move forward so gingerly..." A muscular, bald man walking beside Zhang Zehu cursed. "After we kill that Hunter, I'm absolutely roasting and eating the flesh of that Silver Moon Fierce Wolf. I can't quell this rage without eating its meat."
Zhang Zehu grinned beside him: "Don't rush. That Hunter has our signal on it. It's useless no matter where it runs."
"Where is that Hunter?" the leader of the Tiger Fang Squad asked deeply from the front of the group.
"Captain, the Hunter is about thirteen li away from us, but it’s stopped moving now. It should be resting at that location," said 'Dong Zi,' who handled the heat weapons, smilingly holding his locator.
Immediately, everyone in the Tiger Fang Squad cheered inwardly.
"Stopped moving?"
"Resting? Haha."
What they feared most was the Hunter, the 'Silver Moon Fierce Wolf,' fleeing frantically. Zhang Zehu chuckled: "The Silver Moon Fierce Wolf probably thought the place it hid was safe enough. So it's concealing itself to recover from its injuries. It has no idea how formidable we are."
"Move! We can't miss this chance. It's only thirteen li, we’ll be there quickly," the Tiger Fang Captain’s eyes shone with excitement. He said in a low voice, "Everyone, speed up. Maybe this time we can actually kill that Hunter."
The Tiger Fang Squad’s pace immediately increased significantly.
Thirteen li was not far for a martial artist squad traveling quickly; even with monsters everywhere, they could cover that distance in under half an hour.
...
About forty minutes later.
"The Silver Moon Fierce Wolf's resting spot is just ahead. Everyone be careful," the Tiger Fang Captain waved his hand gently. Immediately, the six members of the Tiger Fang Squad split stealthily into two sub-teams, approaching the location where the signal originated from both directions, slowly closing in. No one in either sub-team dared to speak.
The Silver Moon Fierce Wolf was notoriously sensitive.
One step, two steps, three steps...
Everyone moved with extreme caution.
"Move out!" The Tiger Fang Captain signaled, and the other sub-team, having received the signal, acted simultaneously.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The two sub-teams charged into the alley from opposite directions, effectively trapping the area front and back, each team about a hundred meters from the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf's signal point. All six members looked toward the distant center, where the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf should have been according to the readings, but they saw nothing—only a faint scent of blood.
"Huh?" The Tiger Fang Captain's expression changed.
"Bad!"
Nearly everyone in the Tiger Fang Squad rushed forward, arriving at the pile of flesh and blood. Beside this large heap of remains lay a tuft of fur faintly stained with silver light!
"Damn it," Zhang Zehu snatched the fur clump and cursed, "Someone robbed us!"
Many martial artist squads knew the common practice of leaving signal locators on heavily injured monsters, and Luo Feng was aware of this convention. Combined with the fact that the Silver Moon Fierce Wolf was already badly hurt, it likely had a tracking signal. That’s why Luo Feng’s initial Psychic sweep detected the peculiarity of that tuft of hair, prompting him to cut it off.
"Bastards!" The Tiger Fang Captain gritted his teeth, his face contorted.
"All that time, wasted!" the one-eyed middle-aged man beside him said grimly, furious.
"Move," the Tiger Fang Captain's eyes flashed with cold light, and he hissed, "Daring to snatch food from the tiger's mouth, stealing our spoils—they're courting death! These martial artist squads just dissected the corpse, and for safety, they will likely head straight for the supply base immediately! So... all brothers of the Tiger Fang Squad, we head to the supply base now, advancing at maximum speed! We aim to intercept them halfway."
"Yes, Captain," the five men responded instantly.
"Let's go." The Tiger Fang Captain waved his hand, filled with murderous intent, and the equally irate members of the Tiger Fang Squad followed their leader, rushing toward the direction of the supply base.
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