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Chapter 116 A New Blessing (First Update, Please Subscribe)

It was a strange melody, like a collection of ancient and desolate calls, seemingly coming from the distant past.

"Felicity's lantern, please guide the wolf cubs of the pack, so they may find their way home."

Accompanied by this strange sound, Otto suddenly saw a series of blurry images.

He felt as if he were in a quiet forest.

The pale blue moonlight of the Azure Moon spilled onto the ground like water, while the mournful howls of wolves echoed all around.

Several withered spirits are engaged in a fierce battle with a pack of giant wolves.

The giant wolves, fearless of death, pounced on the towering withered wood spirits time and time again, only to be torn apart by the spirits' claws and spikes.

The ground was stained red with blood, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Standing in front of the pack of wolves was a fierce young girl.

The girl had a human form, but she had a pair of furry wolf ears and a bushy wolf tail.

She was dressed in clothes made of animal hides and held a bone knife that gleamed with a cold light in her hand.

The girl's eyes were resolute, and she did not flinch even when facing enemies many times her size.

Otto could tell that she was very strong; even when facing an attack from several shamans, including Glock, she did not fall behind.

Her speed was as fast as lightning, and with each swing of her bone knife, she took the life of a withered spirit.

Otto sensed that her strength was likely similar to that of Una and the others, both being second-tier grandmasters.

But before Otto could observe more closely, a chilling laugh suddenly came from the forest.

"Got you?"

Suddenly, dark tentacles shot out from the girl's shadow, binding her hands and feet like venomous snakes.

The tentacles were covered with suckers, clinging tightly to the girl's skin and constantly drawing away her magic.

"Aww!"

The girl let out an angry, inhuman scream and struggled desperately, but she was unable to break free from the tentacles' restraints.

Seeing this, the withered spirits swarmed forward, swinging their enormous fists and slamming them hard into the girl's body.

Click!

The sound of bones breaking could be heard.

The girl's arms and legs were broken, and blood gushed from her mouth.

She fell heavily to the ground, completely losing the ability to move.

At that moment, the girl's wails echoed in all directions, filled with despair and resentment.

The withered tree spirits did not kill the girl; instead, they stopped her bleeding.

Then, a hooded figure slowly emerged, waved his hand, and several shamans placed the girl into a black coffin.

The coffin was covered with strange runes and exuded an evil aura.

The girl seems to have become some kind of sacrifice.

And those giant wolves of Delari, having lost the protection of the girl, became nothing more than food for the shamans.

The shamans skinned them alive, and in their extreme agony, extracted the souls of all the giant wolves and infused them into the withered wood spirits to strengthen their own wild spirits.

At this moment, Otto finally understood.

No wonder the giant wolves betrayed the shaman without hesitation after Glock was seriously injured.

Clearly, wild spirits cannot be formed simply through a contract; they can also be created using methods similar to soul alchemy.

The process is to force the production.

The production process was obviously extremely bloody and cruel.

Just as Otto was pondering, the scene before him abruptly stopped, and in a daze, a huge crescent moon appeared before Otto's eyes!

Otto felt a tickle in his chest, and a cool, refreshing power spread from his chest throughout his body.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and the Soul-Purifying Flame in his hand was gradually dissipating.

Otto carefully lowered his head to examine it, only to discover that the area on his chest where the moonlight had been gathered had undergone a strange change.

As the souls of the Delari wolves vanished, they seemed to leave Otto with a precious gift.

The original ten strands of moonlight gradually dissipated, spreading outwards from his chest with a soft, ethereal blue glow before disappearing completely.

It was at this moment that Otto saw the miraculous hint.

You have received the gift of the Delari Giant Wolf: the Soul of the Moon Wolf.

[The gaze of the Azure Moon resonated with the spirit of the Moon Wolf.]

[May the goddess Selene of the Azure Moon bless you.]

You have received the blessing: the Breath of the Azure Moon.

[Effect: Increases power when using forces related to the Azure Moon.]

[Effect: Lunar Affinity. All beings protected by the Azure Moon will have a natural affinity for you and will not attack you unprovoked. Even your breath and scent can make Lunar People initially trust you and lower their guard.]

[The Moonlit Spirit Dog excitedly proclaims, "The Azure Moon has blessed you! For you, the goddess has specially chosen a blessing that requires no sacrifice."]

[The Moonlit Spirit Dog declares that your body can now absorb no more moonlight.]

Looking at the prompt before him, Otto felt utterly amazed.

At that moment, he felt as if his body was continuously absorbing the moonlight around him.

The moonlight, which could originally only be absorbed slowly with a limit of ten strands, now surged into his body like a tide, making him feel incredibly comfortable and refreshed.

This change only made Otto feel somewhat excited.

As his strength increased, his need for moonlight also grew.

The ten strands of moonlight he had before were indeed not enough for him now.

Now, with the blessing of the Azure Moon's Breath, his cultivation speed will undoubtedly be greatly accelerated.

Just as Otto was observing the changes in his body, Tessa came over from the side.

She looked Otto up and down, asking him questions cautiously.

"Otto, are you alright?"

Is there anything bothering you physically?

Otto simply shook his head, a slight smile appearing on his face.

"I'm fine, Tessa."

I seem to have received the blessing of the Delari wolves.

Otto thought that since the goddess of the moon, Selene, was a primal goddess, it was best not to mention her in front of the priests.

Tessa wasn't particularly surprised to hear this.

She nodded.

"As a fantasy species, the Delari Giant Wolf is not particularly strong individually, but it is very brave in group battles."

Receiving the blessings of these fantasy species is indeed a considerable gain.

"But you should be careful."

Tessa suddenly changed the subject and joked.

"I heard that someone who received a gift from the giant wolves of Delaware went to live with the wolves and eventually became almost a savage."

I don't want Otto to live such a reclusive life.

Upon hearing this, Otto couldn't help but laugh.

Just as he was about to say something, the rabbit doll in the distance suddenly let out a rapid cry.

"Be careful!"

Otto looked up sharply, only to witness an incredibly bizarre scene.

The rabbit doll, which was originally planning to collect Glock's remains for research, was suddenly gripped tightly by a large, scarlet hand.

The source of that crimson hand was none other than Glock's corpse, which had already been crushed into a pulp!

It was as if Glock's remains had been given a boost by some evil power, and had regained their vitality.

The broken flesh and bones were writhing and fusing rapidly, forming a giant hand that exuded a bloody aura.

Tear!

With a crisp sound, the rabbit doll was completely torn to shreds by the scarlet hand, turning into countless fragments that scattered on the ground.

At the same time, strange changes also occurred around Otto and Tessa.

The ground suddenly cracked open, and another giant hand of a withered tree spirit burst forth from the ground, tightly gripping the two bodies.

The giant hand was incredibly powerful; Otto felt as if his bones were about to be crushed, and he was completely unable to move.

Otto tried to use Windwing Messenger to break free again, but Tessa grabbed his hand.

Tessa looked up at Otto, a sly smile flashing across her face, before she shouted loudly.

"Brother Otto, what should we do?"

I'm so scared.

Upon hearing this, Otto's lips twitched involuntarily.

Just then, a hooded figure slowly emerged from the distant forest.

The moment the eagle saw its opponent, it gave Otto a signal.

[The eagle warns you to be careful!]

The eagle spotted the tattoo on his arm!

[The Magic-like Ape warily indicated that he was indeed the hunter in the raven's view!]

Otto wasn't too surprised by this.

After all, in the memories left by the Delari giant wolves, Otto saw several withered spirits acting at the same time.

Clearly, the shaman's companions are not limited to Glock and the one from earlier.

Just as Otto was pondering this, the attacker had already removed his hood, revealing his face.

The other person's head was completely smooth, without a single hair.

His face was delicate and his skin was fair; he didn't look like a ruthless follower of a barbarian god at all.

But at this moment, the young shaman's eyes were filled with an unconcealable sadness.

He slowly walked to Glock's already shattered corpse, and with a gentle wave of his hand, the crimson hand formed from Glock's flesh and blood slowly dissipated.

He knelt beside Glock's corpse, gently stroking the broken flesh with trembling hands, and spoke in a sorrowful and low voice.

"Thank you for your dedication, Mr. Glock."

Leave the rest to me.

I will lead the Dolor tribe to become the most powerful tribe in this land.

I will let the glory of the primal god Grak shine upon the entire continent!

At this point, the man slowly turned his head and looked at Otto and Tessa, who were being held by the giant hand of the withered wood spirit.

His eyes shifted from sadness to coldness, filled with murderous intent.

"Let's start with the two of you to revive the Dolor tribe!"