An invincible journey starting from a different race

What the fuck is this weird plot?

You stepped on the woman I value, so I will step on you?

Looking at the vicious white wolf, everyone seemed to feel a chill on their buttocks.

"You... knocked those men down with your fingers?" Stank twitched his lips slightly as he said, "That would certainly cast a shadow on her... and them."

"More than that, they'll never forget me in their lifetime." The white wolf extended a finger once more, the tip of the finger slightly hooked forward, like a mottled sword, showing everyone its glorious past. "I brought them unspeakable trauma!"

Bruce, who had just gotten up, subconsciously asked, "What kind of trauma?"

"I dunked the shit out of them."

Everyone: “……!!!!”

What the hell is this plot?!

Is there something wrong with this passionate revenge story of yours?! Why is it pornographic?! And it's fucking shit yellow!?

Bruce, who had just recovered, started vomiting again while holding onto the wall, while the white wolf over there was still reminiscing about the past.

"What a sensational battle that was! With just two fingers, I transformed four men into yellow fountains at the same time! And the woman who betrayed me stared blankly at my return from the center of the fountain..."

"I beg you to shut up!"

"Don't fucking ruin my fantasy about the Avenger! I don't want to hear stories about the Avenger!"

Stank and Bruce pinned White Wolf to the ground on the left and right, and started to scold this lunatic who was still talking about his shitty past.

"I'm begging you to die, please, please die quickly!"

"If you say another word, I'm going to knock the shit out of you... Ugh!"

The White Wolf, pinned to the ground, had long since lost his former mastery. He continued to yell, "This is revenge! How can you young people understand me? Revenge means using any means necessary, regardless of the cost! Revenge has a color!"

"But it definitely shouldn't be shit yellow, you bastard!"

Stank and Bruce couldn't help it and beat up the White Wolf.

But as he was being beaten, Lim pulled him with his hand: "Um, Stank..."

"Don't try to stop me, Kelim!" Stank ignored him and continued to vent his anger. "I know you angels are soft-hearted, but this guy is definitely going to hell!"

"Yeah!" Bruce echoed, "How dare you pretend to be an expert, you pervert?! Ah, you pervert really deserve to go to hell, I'm sending you to hell right now!"

But Kelimu didn't stop. Instead, he said in a trembling voice, "It's not that I want to save him, but I feel... if you don't stop, we will be the ones going to hell. Perhaps you can look up?"

Look up?

If Klim hadn't reminded them, neither Stank nor Bruce would have noticed that the light in front of them seemed to have dimmed a lot.

So they subconsciously raised their heads, and then... at that moment, both of their expressions became dull.

Because before them were countless cursed people.

One after another, women in revealing clothes and eyes full of desire have blocked this small alley.

It’s over. I was so busy beating people up that I forgot what the situation was!

Stank and Bruce's expressions suddenly froze. They had to let go of the white wolf that was being beaten, and then slowly retreated to Horn and Klim, whose expressions were also stiff.

"When did they arrive?" asked Stank.

"Just when you were shouting that White Wolf would go to hell..." Klim's voice trembled. "What should we do now, Stank?"

"I, how should I know? It's all that idiot's fault!"

Stank was about to ask Aesop if there was any solution, but at this moment, the two women in front suddenly rushed towards them.

The speed was so fast that they had no time to react.

But at this moment, the white wolf lying on the ground suddenly jumped down and stretched out its finger at lightning speed.

No one even saw his movements clearly before the two charging women fell to the ground, twitching all over.

"Ah."

The white wolf rubbed his nose with his fingers and said with a sneer.

"You don't really think my fingers are just for scooping shit, do you?"

238. Have you ever seen me in my prime?

Good, quick moves!

His movements were so fast that even the naked eye could not see them clearly, and the two cursed women had already fallen to the ground, twitching all over.

Bai Lang shook his fingers, and the action was like a peerless swordsman who shook off the blood on the sword after killing the enemy with the sword, and then slowly put the sword into the sheath. The only difference was that the liquid on his fingers was not blood.

"Haha, the situation is really getting tricky right now." Facing enemies that outnumber him by dozens of times, White Wolf said it was a tough situation, but there was no panic on his face. Instead, he wore a faint smile. "Even for me, facing this number of enemies, it would be difficult to escape unscathed. Tsk, I'm really being held back."

As he spoke, he turned his head slightly and looked at Stank and Bruce behind him.

"But don't worry about it." White Wolf said with a faint smile, "At a time like this, just admire my heroic fighting style. Senior, I am about to show my true skills."

Stank and Bruce: "..."

"Even though this guy is standing in our way," Stank pointed at White Wolf's back and said, "I still want to beat him up first. What do you think?"

Bruce replied muffledly, "I agree. This kind of spirit of sacrificing the self for the greater good shouldn't be seen in him, no matter how you look at it."

Kelim smiled awkwardly: "Haha, although his way of doing things is a little problematic, but the starting point is still there. Internal conflicts and so on, why not put them after resolving external conflicts? After all, those women..."

He raised his trembling hand and pointed at the women who were slowly approaching.

"They look really horny! If they pounce on me, I'm sure they'll squeeze me dry!"

As soon as Lim finished speaking, the white wolf on the other side exclaimed in admiration: "Very good advice, that sissy little brother. At a time like this, if you still can't distinguish between friend and foe, it will be really disastrous."

"...Who are you calling a sissy, little brother?" But just as Lim was about to get angry, the white wolf had already bent down.

"Get ready to keep up with me!" the white wolf growled. "I'm going to attack!"

Then he rushed out like a cannonball.

Next, everyone present witnessed an...unparalleled battle.

The white wolf's agile body kept moving among those delicate bodies, and he stabbed out his sword-like fingers again and again.

Every attack was precise, graceful, and full of power and speed.

Any woman stabbed by his fingers would fall down instantly, her whole body twitching as if she had suffered great harm.

"Wow, so strong." Stank's eyes widened. "Can you do this with just a pair of fingers?"

By this time, Bruce had gradually come out of his anger at White Wolf's unreliability and perversion. Recalling White Wolf's renowned legend, he nodded and said softly, "Yes, he is that kind of person. With those fingers, he has left a legacy in countless nightmare shops. But his exceptional qualities aren't just his fingers; his speed is also."

"speed?"

"Yes."

While they were talking, the White Wolf instantly knocked down three more cursed people. Its extremely agile figure, from a distance, looked like...

"The yellow flash that shuttles through nightmares!" Bruce exclaimed in shock, "That's his other nickname!"

"Puff", "Puff", "Puff".

The three cursed people in front of the white wolf had transparent "blood" spurting out from their lower bodies, and then their legs went limp and they slowly fell down.

In just three minutes, White Wolf had eliminated one third of the cursed people.

"Good, so strong..." Stank murmured again.

"Yes, he is that strong." Bruce nodded and continued, "The speed honed by forty years of solitude, the power gained by dunking the rock eight hundred times a day, all of this has created the legend of Kato Wolf's Hand!"

"It's really awesome."

Listening to the conversation between Stank and Bruce, Kelimu subconsciously covered his forehead and said, "I beg you to stop explaining! Please, please, if you continue, my worldview will be reshaped! Aesop, can you please tell me about them?"

Kelim turned to look at Aesop and found that Aesop was staring at his fingers and muttering to himself.

"Can I achieve this level just through training?"

"You're fucking addicted too, right?! And it's gotten to this point?" Kelim said, "Besides, other people are clearly using abstinence and exercise, but with you, abstinence is gone, and all that's left is exercise, right?"

It wasn't just Klim who had his worldview reshaped on the scene; Horn, too.

In fact, Kelim was just talking. After all, he had been hanging out with these guys for so long that his values had long been lost.

But Horn is different. The snowfield is so closed that it is almost inaccessible to external information, so Horn is as pure as a blank sheet of paper. However, the current scene has dyed this blank sheet of paper into a shit-yellow color.

But at this moment, he had no time to complain. He noticed that the cursed ones who had been knocked down by the white wolf had quickly recovered and were slowly crawling out of the snow. So he quickly reminded them, "Behind you!"

White Wolf glanced back, then frowned slightly and said, "The recovery time is faster than I thought. Could it be..."

He turned his head and looked straight ahead again, whispering.

"The nightmare is here. I see. I guess it still surprised you."

"What does it mean that the nightmare is coming?" Kelim asked with some confusion.

Stank replied, "The hormones of a nightmare can greatly stimulate other desires and even make others recover quickly. Think about it, when you fight a purebred nightmare, wouldn't your recovery time be faster than fighting an ordinary nightmare?"

Kelimu thought about it, and then said uncertainly: "It seems so."

"That's right." Bruce's expression was also serious. "In that case, the nightmare named Molly... has appeared."

But Lim subconsciously swallowed the saliva stuck in his throat.

That cursed nightmare...the source of all curses, has it arrived too?

Everyone subconsciously looked at the white wolf.

Somehow, looking at the strong back of the white wolf, they subconsciously felt a sense of security in their hearts.

With this guy around, even the cursed nightmare wouldn't be able to do anything to him, right?

After all, White Wolf's previous performance was too experienced.

"Haha, is the final boss coming at this time?" White Wolf licked his dry lips, his pupils gradually revealing excitement, like a hunter seeing the prey he wants to hunt. "Very good, although I still want to observe you for a while, but since you've already delivered yourself to me, don't blame me for being rude."

As he spoke, the white wolf gradually bent down again, assumed a fighting stance, and pulled out the fingers of his other hand.

"It's coming!" Bruce became increasingly excited. "The legendary Four-Finger Slash!"

"Four, four-finger slash?"

"Yes." Bruce nodded. "Legend has it that White Wolf trained his left and right hands simultaneously, but in most cases, he only used two fingers on one hand. It was rare to see him use all four fingers. Once he used all four fingers, it meant..."

Stank couldn't help swallowing his saliva: "Tell me, what does it mean?"

Bruce said solemnly: "His peak form is about to come."

As Bruce finished speaking, White Wolf chuckled twice: "Haha, junior, since you know me so well, let me show you, see me... in my prime!"

After saying that, Bruce suddenly exerted force and rushed towards the center area.

"There's no use hiding!" Bruce shouted. "There's no use finding so many shields!"

Then, he exerted force with both hands at the same time!

Double sword slash!

At this moment, he was faster, more powerful, and more efficient.

No cursed being could last more than two seconds under his fingers.

He cut down countless cursed people who tried to stop him in an instant as easily as cutting melons and vegetables.

"Oh oh oh oh!"

This peak posture made Stank and others excited.

"Charge! Kato Wolf's Hand!"

"No one can stop you, you really are invincible!"

Just when the white wolf was about to break out of the encirclement, two male cursed people rushed over from the left and right.

"Haha, if women can't stop me, then you're going to use men to stop me?" White Wolf said with disdain, "You underestimate me! I'll kill any man I want!"

Then, four sharp fingers thrust out, trembled, and then retracted.

The two male cursed beings were knocked down in mid-air and fell on both sides of the white wolf.

A second later, the yellow "blood" spurted out from the lower bodies of the two male cursed people, all splashing onto the white wolf.