Beneath the Red Dragon-Chapter 290 - 107: Twelve Wolfman Clans (Part 3)

However, these powerful clan elders and leaders are not like the two Wolfman Warriors guarding the valley, their senses relatively weak, but rather they clearly perceived how terrifying the aura of this unusually tall Heavy Armor Warrior was.

The wolfmen gathered around the fire instantly became alert, their green eyes emitting a piercing light, and they stood up,

slightly arching their robust back muscles, bending their legs slightly, with claws retracted under their chests and abdomens, a prelude to the wolfman's attack.

Some other wolfmen maintaining their human form also awakened their wild power, their bodies undergoing a violent expansion, muscles ripping through the linen garments they wore, with coarse, hard fur in brown, chestnut, black, and silver sprouting from every part of their bodies.

Their limbs transformed into beastly claws, their mouths protruded forward, fangs elongated, and ears became pointed and covered with soft fuzz.

When the final furry, powerful tail emerged from the tailbone, the former humans had become terrifying giant wolves that walked upright.

Each giant wolf stood over two meters tall, with some Wolfman Elders and leaders even reaching three meters after transforming into giant wolves.

These wolfmen let out low growls of intimidation towards the Heavy Armor Warrior, leaping as they surrounded Saha, who was clad in heavy armor.

"Who are you, stranger warrior, fully armed Dragon Descendant, you bear the scent of wolfmen." The Wolfman Elder of the Blood Claw Clan's pair of black claws faintly glowed red like blood, a characteristic of the Blood Claw Clan's power activation.

Although the other appeared clad in heavy armor, wielding a heavy sword, looking exceptionally powerful.

But after transforming into wolfmen, these leaders, elders, and warriors possessed swift speed and formidable strength, with their fur equivalent to a piece of Leather Armor, holding the capital to confront this Heavy Armor Warrior.

Moreover, the number of wolfmen was plentiful. Even unintelligent natural wild wolves employ pack tactics during hunts, so what more of these wolfmen who can master their wild power.

Yet, even though these wolfmen were already large enough in stature, they still appeared somewhat puny before the massive Dragon Descendant Wolfman.

The statured Dragon Descendant Werewolf Saha silently gazed at the silver-haired wolfman, the Wolfman Elder from the Silver Fang Tribe.

"It was your tribe that stopped mine, Jihad," Wolfman Saha lifted his Face Armor, revealing his slightly changed face, his aura altered, no longer familiar to the other party.

"Saha," the Wolfman Elder named Jihad also had a long silver mane, shimmering with a faint silver glow at night, he exclaimed, "You actually became a Dragon Descendant, you are no longer a wolfman, you cannot hold the position of Alpha Leader anymore!"

"So this time you came here with such a crowd, convening a clan alliance, simply to annex my tribe and usurp my power,"

Wolfman Saha's expression was as calm and indifferent as Red Dragon's usually was, revealing no hint of emotion.

"No, we are here because you've gained a certain status in the Giant Dragon Territory, we need you to cooperate with us, disguise some forces from our nine clans as your tribe, then secure a territory in the Giant Dragon Territory belonging to the wolfmen,"

The Alpha Werewolf of the Shadow Wolf Heart Clan, War Chief, proclaimed in a fervent tone, inciting the surrounding wolfmen,

"These dragons are nothing but foolish and conceited creatures, we wolfmen only need to feign submission temporarily, then slowly hollow out the dragon's territory,"

"Ultimately seizing control, transforming this place into a paradise for the wolfmen!"

"You truly are daydreaming," Wolfman Saha finally showed a trace of a cold smile, "The Dragon Group is not those dragon creatures, their wisdom and power are beyond your imagination."

"Seems you've been a dog for the dragon for too long, forgetting you were once an Alpha, Saha," the leader of the Shadow Wolf Heart Clan also sneered,

"But being a dragon's dog is not as pleasurable as having power for oneself. Although you can no longer be the Alpha Werewolf of the Silver Fang Tribe, as long as you help us, we will share power with you in the future."

"Moreover, we, the Twelve Wolfman Clans, should help each other, Saha, we are all your kind, your brothers."

Saha couldn't help but laugh, he chuckled, "When I was locked up in the Gata Empire Imperial Colosseum, suffering humiliation, how come I didn't hear you say such words to me,"

"As for the power you want to share with me," Wolfman Saha gave a strange smile, he reattached his Face Armor, his low voice carrying an ill will,

"Let me show you the power and strength granted to me by my king!"

Before Wolfman Saha's voice faded, shadows suddenly appeared on the Short Mountain cliffs surrounding the valley, they were Imperial Guard Warriors clad in heavy armor, wielding Heavy Blades, each taller than the wolfmen present.

These Heavy Armor Imperial Guards coldly gazed down at the now slightly panicked wolfmen, they daringly leaped off the cliffs.

Thump, thump, thump,

Each Imperial Guard Warrior knelt, one hand bracing on the ground, the other hand's broadsword deeply embedded in the earth, but the eyes behind the face armor gleamed like hunters fixating on their prey, emitting a glow more intense than that of the other clan's wolfmen.