The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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To prevent the Misty Forest from falling into complete darkness.

But it didn't bring much light either; it seemed rather dim, much like a cloudy day when it's about to rain.

Being in the misty forest gives one a sense of impending storm.

The deeper you go, the thicker the fog becomes, and the dimmer it gets.

This makes one wonder if the depths of the Misty Forest are shrouded in darkness, devoid of sunlight.

"My lord, we are only five kilometers away. Besides the smell of ice wolves, there is also the smell of deer blood. They must have just finished hunting."

The closer she got, the more nervous and anxious she became, fearing that something bad might happen.

Moreover, she could tell from the smell that her people's attitude seemed rather unpleasant, as if they were preparing for battle or were somewhat angry.

How to do.

Everyone seems angry, as if they're preparing for battle.

At this moment, Shemier didn't know how to deal with it, fearing that something bad might happen.

She feared that a conflict would arise between her people and the man in front of her, leaving her in a difficult position.

After all, one side is a fellow clan, sharing the same bloodline, having grown up together, hunted together, and lived together for many years—partners and relatives.

On one hand, they saved my life and gave me so many things, and on the other hand, we were so happy together.

Therefore, she absolutely did not want any conflict to occur.

"They must have sensed something too. If they haven't left, they're probably just waiting where they are."

Through this incident, Ron deduced the Ice Wolf Clan's intentions.

It's unclear why they stayed behind; perhaps they smelled their companions' scent and were afraid they might be in danger.

Or perhaps they are testing the waters, or even preparing for battle.

It's all possible.

"But my lord, they smell of anger and resentment. Be careful when you come into contact with them."

As she said this, Sheryl lowered her head and gently bit her pink lips;

"They must have misunderstood something. Let me handle it first, and I'll explain everything."

I believe that once everything is explained clearly, the people of my tribe will understand.

"understood."

Ron nodded, his face showing little emotion.

He knew it was normal for the Ice Wolf Clan to be angry.

After all, it's hard for the wolves not to suspect that something bad has happened when Shemir and Muses returned with a group of humans.

However, the reality was quite the opposite, and it only brought good things.

And so the group continued onward.

Five kilometers is not a long distance; in no time at all, they arrived at a place where they could see the Ice Wolf pack.

A kilometer ahead, beside a bush, stood thirty or forty ice wolves with furry ears and fur that was either grayish-white, grayish-blue, pure gray, or brownish-gray.

The leader was a snow-white ice wolf girl who was at least 1.8 meters tall.

Her hair, with its downy fineness, was as white and flawless as snowflakes in early winter. Her sharp eyes, seemingly able to see through flesh to the soul, gazed at this side.

Her face was expressionless, like a statue. When the wind blew, her white hair fluttered like falling snowflakes.

"Shemier, I need your explanation."

Just then, Shivana, dressed in pure white with skin as white and tender as snow, parted her pink lips and spoke in an icy tone to the approaching Shemir.

Despite facing an enemy several times her size, she showed no fear and remained calm and composed as she looked over.

"Clan chief, I will explain everything clearly."

Shemir was slightly nervous when she met the chieftain, but thankfully he didn't directly reprimand her; instead, he wanted to hear an explanation.

"Last time we encountered orcs, after being separated from Muses, we were surrounded by them. Just when we were about to be captured, the human beside me, along with his men, rushed up and saved Muses and me. To repay their kindness..."

At this point, Sheryl lowered her head somewhat shyly:

"To repay the kindness of saving my life, Muses and I decided to stay and become his subordinates, which is why I did not bring Muses back with me."

Her voice trailed off, as if the matter were something too difficult to talk about.

Upon hearing this, the ice wolves exchanged bewildered glances, never expecting the situation to be so unpredictable and dramatic.

I never expected that humans would save demi-humans.

"Since I've already decided to become a subordinate of humans..."

Shyvana paused here, then her eyes narrowed.

"So what's the purpose of bringing them here now?"

"this..."

Shermi suddenly didn't know how to answer the question.

"Also, you and Muses seem to have changed."

The sharp-eyed Shyvana noticed the differences between Shemir and Muses.

She sensed it; Shemir and Muses seemed to have become stronger, and had changed.

The scent on his body was different from before, and his aura had become stronger.

She didn't know the specific reason for it.

“It’s definitely different now; I’ve become stronger.”

After saying this, Shemir walked to a large tree and unfurled her claws.

At this moment, the originally bone-white claws seemed to be surrounded by a layer of silver light, looking exceptionally sharp.

Immediately afterwards, Shemel slashed violently at the tree trunk.

stab-

The sharp wolf claws suddenly unleashed an incredibly powerful force, slicing the thick tree trunk as if it were being cut into tofu.

With a creak, the tree, which was over ten meters tall, crashed down and slammed heavily onto Xue Mier.

But Shemel remained unfazed, brandishing her sharp claws.

shhhhh--

shhhhh--

At that moment, she was like an elegant wolf hunter, instantly shredding the collapsed trees into countless pieces.

Moreover, each strike splits the target in two, the claws so sharp they seem capable of cutting through anything in the world.

This is Xue Mier, and this is her ability after her bloodline reverted to its ancestral form and she was promoted to Howling Moon Ice Wolf.

It can make the claws absorb moonlight, making them even sharper and able to cut through iron like mud.

Even more outrageous is that after advancing to the Howling Moon Ice Wolf, it will enter a berserk state on the night of the full moon.

In this state, Shemir will gain boundless power. She can use the power of the radiant moon to bathe her entire body in moonlight, making her incredibly strong.

Seeing this, Muses and Ron and the others were not too surprised.

Everyone was aware of Shemir's strength, and Fria was even more dismissive, as her claws could even cut through rocks.

But the ice wolves in front of them all showed expressions of astonishment, surprise, and disbelief.

They looked as if they had seen a ghost, as if they had witnessed something extraordinary.

"How, how is this possible?"

"Why has Shemier become so strong?"

"The thing clinging to her claws was like, like the legendary moonlight."

"Could it be that Shemir has become the Howling Moon Ice Wolf???"

The ice wolves present never imagined that Shemir would become so strong.

It actually reverted to its ancestral bloodline and evolved into the Howling Moon Ice Wolf.

It should be noted that the Ice Wolf Clan has not produced a Howling Moon Ice Wolf for hundreds of years.

If he appears, he will surely become the clan leader and lead the Ice Wolf Clan to greater strength.

Shyvana's expression froze for a rare moment upon seeing this, because she hadn't expected that Shemir would become the Howling Moon Ice Wolf.

This is what she has always pursued, what she has chased her whole life, and what she desperately wanted to achieve.

Because that spring pool was reserved for the clan chiefs of all generations.

Only after being baptized and immersed in the spring can one become the Howling Moon Ice Wolf.

But why did Shemir become the Howling Moon Ice Wolf?

Nobody knows, not even the wolf.