My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank-Chapter 2375 - 792: The Shameless Evil God Provokes The Master of Hunting—Charge, Sons!
Those souls should have belonged to Him!
All souls that died in war, hunting, and slaughter should return to His Hunting Divine Kingdom, but Lord Baphomet has seized those souls.
He is the Racial God of the Wolf People, the primary deity of the Master of Hunting. The actions of the Nightmare Tyrant at this moment can be described as the most terrifying provocation to a Divine Spirit.
No wonder the yet-to-be-born Master of Hunting is so furious; it’s like another repulsive claw sneaking meat from the Master of Hunting’s plate.
Is this tolerable?
The unformed consciousness of the Master of Hunting roared, commanded, and demanded in Huggesen’s mind, ordering his powerful Chosen Marshal to personally go and eradicate Lord Baphomet and his heretics and offer the souls of those tormented Goat Men to Him. Such plunder from other divine beings will hasten the birth of the Master of Hunting.
Huggesen nodded in agreement, and the blood-colored flames surrounding the statue quickly dissipated.
The Chosen turned around, loudly proclaiming to all the Wolf People watching:
"My God is angry!
Because an Evil God has taken the souls of those brave ones and is using them for evil rituals beneath the Baphomet Underground Palace, a demon named the Nightmare Tyrant is slaughtering our sent-out vanguard. This is the greatest provocation to the Master of Hunting and the Wolf People! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶
A severe response is necessary!
The Master of Hunting needs true devotees to voluntarily form a ’Punishment Army’ to carry out retribution at the Underground Palace. Only the most loyal of the Wolf People are eligible to join and win the glory of the hunt for my God.
But we are undergoing the Black Disaster, so the number of this Punishment Army must not be too large, lest it interfere with our war efforts against Transylvania!
I must carefully select."
Huggesen’s gaze swept over the agitated crowd of Wolf People before him.
He recalled the instructions given to him earlier by the King of Bone Biting, to aid the Wise Wolf’s actions in the Dark Mountain Range, Huggesen must find a way to consume those irredeemable savage followers most loyal to the Master of Hunting.
The Choosen Marshal had been preparing for this matter.
He initially planned to send these individuals to fiercely battle with the Undying Spirits of Transylvania, but the matter of the Baphomet Underground Palace was actually a better opportunity.
Now that the irritable Master of Hunting personally spoke, it instantly legitimized what might otherwise seem a somewhat contemptible act of consumption.
And at the instant the Chosen’s words fell, fanatics from the Blood Scar Clan immediately jumped up to volunteer themselves, their eyes glowing with fanaticism, some even carving words of worship to the Master of Hunting into their fur, clearly portraying the role of "fanatics" among the Wolf People.
Huggesen was satisfied with his selection, as the Chosen, he could easily sense the "distance" between a Wolf Person and the Master of Hunting, and this time he selected those devotees who were closest to the Master of Hunting.
This scene fell into the eyes of Field Marshall Hass, plunging the Old Wolf Man into silent contemplation.
If not for the previous conversation, he wouldn’t have found anything particularly significant about this.
After all, the Wolf People are a wild race, confronted with provocation, they are sure to retaliate fiercely, consistent with their racial nature.
But having just had an unsettling conversation with Huggesen, this scene in Field Marshall Hass’s eyes became more "meaningful," upon careful consideration, it sent a shiver down the spine.
Grand Marshal Huggesen mentioned he was undertaking a kind of "cleansing" of his army.
Now it seems, what he wanted to cleanse was not just those doomed by association with the Dusk, but also these fanatics of the Master of Hunting. No wonder the casualty rates among the Blood Scar Priests and the Electors of Hunting in the Wasteland Mountain battles were so exaggerated...
It seems Huggesen’s "cleansing" of these individuals may have started since the moment the war commenced.
This guy!
He is almost too cunning to be a Wolf Person; is this the prowess of the King of Bone Biting’s bloodline?
But that doesn’t seem right either.
The other grandson of the King of Bone Biting, Gehrman·Bonebite, the Great Chief of the Bonebite Clan, has not shown the same cunning and restraint as Huggesen. By comparison, Gehrman may have inherited the king’s brutality and strength, making him more of a typical Wolf Person.
Yet, Field Marshall Hass did not interrupt this process.
He pretended not to notice anything.
Earlier Huggesen offered him a chance to join, but he declined, so further meddling might easily entangle him too.
However, as the old Field Marshall quietly turned away, he couldn’t help pondering another question. Grand Marshal Huggesen had told him if a second choice appeared in the future, he hoped he would consider it seriously... Could this also be a warning?
But for the Wolf People, aside from the Master of Hunting, could there really be another belief opening its arms to them?
Ah, this terrible era, where everyone must choose their stance. It’s not a simple matter of picking one from several choices, especially for a race like the Wolf People; it’s a choice concerning life and death survival.
They instigate the Black Disaster to live better.
Their adherence to the teachings of the Master of Hunting is for the same reason. If the second choice Huggesen spoke of truly exists, it also means the Wolf People must pay a more real and harsh price.
That is no good thing, but this world has never been gentle to them.
It is too difficult.
Whether it’s making the right choice at the right moment or living on this continent with dignity, it’s all too difficult.
