I can evolve everything

Chapter 114 Breaking in

Thirty-three knights silently traversed the gray world.

They stepped on the frozen ground, leaving no footprints.

They passed by the body of a dire wolf, which merely shook its fur irritably, as if a cold wind had blown by.

This is shadow stealth.

This spell temporarily transported Raine and the others into a shadow plane that overlapped with the material world but did not interfere with it.

The spellcaster used a spatial folding spell to hide the thirty-three people in the reflection of reality.

A six-kilometer journey would normally only require a short gallop on horseback.

But now it seems incredibly long.

They cannot move too fast.

Unlike the material world, violent movements in the shadow plane can cause spatial coordinates to shift.

If they deviate even slightly, they will be thrown back into the real world.

Being thrown directly into the real world from among the surrounding monsters, the survival rate is zero.

Renn adjusted his breathing.

Ella walked to his left. The half-elf's steps were light, constantly glancing around. Even in this world, she remained vigilant, as if always on guard against attacks from the surrounding monsters.

The group moved slowly through the gaps in the monster horde.

As they moved further away from the city walls, the density of monsters in the surrounding area began to decrease.

Suddenly, I heard the mage Seth's voice, which came out in a broken voice.

"Coordinates are approaching—we're about to overload on our end."

His voice was laced with panting. The mages in the distant northern fortress had clearly paid a heavy price to maintain this spell.

Mo Fan raised his hand.

The group stopped.

Raine looked up.

What lay ahead was no longer an endless wasteland, but a hill standing silently in front of it.

That is Black Cry Hills.

At the top of the hill, a terrifying white dire wolf lay on the ice rock.

It was two to three times larger than the one that Renn killed in Shattered Tooth Canyon.

Its snow-white fur was without a single blemish. In the center of its forehead was a striking dark gold mark.

The mark that Hughes gave it is constantly emitting a faint glow.

It is not only the leader of the beasts, but also the core hub of the entire energy channel.

Swirling black wisps formed around it.

The dire wolf king did not participate in the fighting on the front lines.

It lay there lazily, overlooking the entire battlefield.

Around it lay dozens of enormous dire wolves, which appeared to be its bodyguards.

The defenses here appear extremely tight.

"The spell can last for another thirty seconds."

Seth's voice became extremely weak in my mind.

"We'll appear directly around its throne. Surround it." Mo Fan swiftly issued the order, the tactical arrangement concise yet deadly.

Thirty-three knights dispersed into the shadow world.

Using the terrain as cover, they bypassed the dire wolves at the foot of the mountain.

We climbed silently to the top along the steep ice wall.

The advantages of stealth in the shadows were now crystal clear. They didn't need to worry about being exposed and could stealthily approach the warg king at top speed.

In the cold, gray world, more than thirty knights are approaching their target.

Raine gripped the hilt of his two-handed greatsword tightly, ready to strike at any moment.

His position was assigned to the right of the Warg King.

Valen is on the left. Mofan is directly in front.

There were also dozens of knights evenly distributed around.

As soon as the spell is lifted, all thirty weapons will strike the dire wolf king and the other dire wolves' vital points simultaneously.

"Ten seconds."

They have reached the top of the hill.

Raine was less than ten meters away from the Warg King.

He could clearly see the white breath coming out of the dire wolf king's nostrils, but the beast still didn't realize that death was approaching.

It enjoys this power to control tens of thousands of lives.

The energy gathered from the front lines is being continuously channeled underground through the mark on its forehead, sustaining its master's immortality.

Five seconds.

Renn crouched slightly and began practicing the "Black Rock Breathing Technique."

All his life energy was concentrated in the muscles of his waist, abdomen, and arms. He held his breath.

"Three seconds."

Mo Fan's eyes burned with pure killing intent, and his longsword was already raised above his head.

"Two seconds."

The surrounding colors began to gradually return.

The grayness faded. The real world reappeared in view.

The absolute silence was broken, and the sound of the wind in the distance returned to our ears.

They are leaving the shadow plane and beginning to return to reality.

"One second."

The gray and white world completely collapsed.

The biting cold wind instantly filled my lungs.

Thirty-one human knights appeared out of thin air around the Ice Rock Throne without any warning.

The dire wolf king's ears suddenly perked up.

A look of astonishment and fear had just appeared in those icy blue eyes.

Thirty-one weapons have already been cut down.

Mo Fan's longsword was at the forefront. The official knight and garrison commander gripped the hilt with both hands and used his full weight to slash down from above.

The dire wolf king's reaction was surprisingly fast.

It did not get up; its massive body simply shifted half a meter across the ice rock.

Dozens of weapons slashed down close to its body, cutting through its fur and muscles. Warm blood gushed out from all over its body, but it was not yet fatal.

The dire wolf king was in pain, and roared continuously from its throat.

Once out of danger, its warlike instincts prompted it to twist its body and slap its front paws directly at Mo Fan's chest.

Mo Fan released one hand and pulled a small shield from his waist to meet the attack.

"clang."

A huge claw mark dented in the center of the steel shield, and Mo Fan was almost thrown into the air, sliding several meters across the ice.

He spat out a mouthful of saliva and regained his footing.

The battle broke out in full force.

The twenty-nine knights did not all surround the Warg King. They displayed the terrifying tactical skill of the Northern elite.

The few guard wolves on the perimeter had already reacted. These wolves, each over two meters tall, opened their gaping maws in an attempt to rescue their king.

The knights tacitly and spontaneously divided the battlefield.

Two or three people per group to deal with those guard dire wolves.

A burly knight stood at the forefront, wielding an armor-piercing warhammer. A warg pounced on him, its jaws snapping at his throat.

He took a step forward, his shoulder armor crashing directly into the dire wolf's chest.

The impact caused the dire wolf to freeze for a second.

During this brief pause, the knights on either side of him attacked simultaneously.

The knight on the left hooked his halberd around the dire wolf's hind leg joint and pulled it backward forcefully, disrupting the beast's balance.

The knight on the right stepped forward, his straight sword plunging straight up along the dire wolf's open jaw, piercing right through its brain.

He drew his sword. Blood gushed out. The dire wolf collapsed, convulsing.

The whole process took less than three seconds.

Raine gripped a two-handed greatsword. Since he and Ella were still apprentice knights, they were assigned to guard the outermost edge of the encirclement.