Chapter 269: The True Intention

When there are many mutated creatures in the mutated beast group, it is easier to go wrong, and it was the white tiger that had a problem first.

During the confrontation, a jackal-like mutated creature slowly adapted to the aura clashes of two second-rank mutated beast kings, and approached the feet of the white tiger.

Yes, at its feet, because its body was too small, just barely touching the upper front limbs of the white tiger.

Seemingly to show loyalty, the jackal snarled towards Zhang Mu, as if preparing to pounce.

The white tiger lowered its head slowly, looked at the jackal still trying to show off, lifted its front paw directly, and suddenly slapped the jackal away, as effortlessly as swatting a mosquito.

Even though there were mutated creatures trying to block it along the way, the jackal’s body was blasted out like a cannonball for tens of meters, causing the surrounding mutated creatures to scatter in all directions with just one swipe from the white tiger.

Zhang Mu’s eyes narrowed, looking at the white tiger more cautiously.

One reason was its strength – achieving this effect without using its full power. It is suspected to have a greatly increased strength, which could be considered as a unique ability.

Initially, there was already a huge gap between tigers and humans. The force of a full slap from an ordinary tiger is about two tons, while a normal adult man weighs only about 150 kilograms. Even the full force of a punch from the boxing champion Tyson is only 800 kilograms, highlighting the vast disparity between them.

Now Zhang Mu thought that the power of this white tiger far exceeds that of evolved humans, including himself.

If he were to be hit by a palm without any protection, Zhang Mu might meet his end here.

What makes Zhang Mu feel uneasy besides the strength is the white tiger’s cunning mind, unwilling to give Zhang Mu even the slightest advantage.

The howl of the hyena just now momentarily overshadowed the white tiger’s aura, but the white tiger reacted swiftly, asserting its power in a dominant way, disregarding the lives of its underlings.

The hyena that was hit lost its life in an instant, but while buffering against other mutant beasts along the way, it still ended up with shattered bones. This also caused many weaker mutant beasts to sustain varying degrees of injury. Even the first mutant rhino hit by the hyena, despite its thick armored skin, stumbled and fainted from the impact.

Its goal achieved, Zhang Mu’s fear of the white tiger deepened.

The white tiger seemed as if nothing had happened, observing Zhang Mu with a playful gaze. The surrounding mutant beasts dared not make a sound, all bowing down without daring to lift their heads.

They knew that beneath its calm exterior, their king concealed an unknown amount of anger.

Especially the hyena clan, trembling under the resentful gazes of the other mutant beasts. Initially, their leader was highly valued by the king, leading by example. However, this time, the whole clan suffered greatly.

We can’t keep going like this. If we keep holding on, Zhang Mu will lose completely.

“I know you can understand me. There’s no point in continuing this stalemate. Are you surrounding Luo Yang City because of me? Are you seeking revenge for your tribe?”

Zhang Mu’s voice, infused with mental power, resonated around the White Tiger.

The White Tiger, unaffected by Zhang Mu’s mental power, slowly opened its mouth wide. After a tiger roar, something almost caused Zhang Mu and Obsidian Beetle to fall to the ground.

A deep voice sounded from the tiger’s mouth, somewhat rough but very clear.

“Indeed, part of the reason is that you are the killer of the Brown-Tailed and its kin. I remember your aura.”

Zhang Mu and Obsidian Beetle both cursed in their minds, unable to believe the reality before them.

“How can this guy speak human language? I haven’t even evolved vocal organs yet.”

Obsidian Beetle’s question stumped even Zhang Mu. Normally, second-rank only have their animal intelligence beginning to develop.

But this white tiger can speak now, and using ancient language.

“Who are you exactly? Aren’t you a mutant beast?”

Zhang Mu’s voice trembled a bit, as he saw the white tiger, he felt like an old monster wearing a white tiger’s skin. How could it have become so powerful when it was just second-rank?

The white tiger’s voice didn’t have any added power, but it was as strong as Zhang Mu’s voice reinforced with mental power, pounding on Zhang Mu’s heart like a heavy hammer on a drum.

“I am who I am, no need to explain to you, a humble human.”

“Though it’s because of you, if I was only motivated by my tribe being killed, you would be my meal by now. How can you still talk to me above my head?”

Though I don’t know how this bug is second-rank, if you think I can’t touch you in the air, or believe it can protect your life, you’re underestimating me.”

“Just some weak-blooded tiger tribe, I don’t care about them. Even the brown-tailed ones are impure blood, I have no relation with them, so why would I bother seeking vengeance for them.”

Zhang Mu was completely stunned now, unsure what was going on with this white tiger.

The way it talks combines formal language and everyday language, could it really be possessed by a demon?

Just now, it said it didn’t care at all about the lives of the lower class people, so why would it waste time and effort blocking itself outside Luo Yang City?

And earlier it said its target was indeed itself, isn’t that contradictory? If it doesn’t want to kill itself, what is there on itself worth this big tiger’s attention?

Since the white tiger said it wasn’t in a hurry to kill Zhang Mu, now Zhang Mu doesn’t feel much fear towards the white tiger, only curiosity.

Zhang Mu slowly made Obsidian Beetle descend to the same height as the white tiger, heading straight to the point, asking the white tiger.

“What is your goal, exactly? Or do you have someone behind you?”

The white tiger arrogantly laughed, followed by a long roar that echoed through the sky. At that moment, Zhang Mu, Obsidian Beetle, and the huge white tiger formed a stark contrast, making everyone on the city wall worry about Zhang Mu.

They didn’t know why Zhang Mu approached the white tiger so closely, and strangely, neither side showed any intention of starting a fight.

After the white tiger’s long roar stopped, it looked at Zhang Mu, its gaze making Zhang Mu feel like he was being seen through.

After looking over Zhang Mu’s body, the white tiger stared at Zhang Mu who was close by and said something in a deep voice.

“I want something from you.”

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