Chapter 311: Prairie Iron Cavalry

It turns out that amid the mental attack, Zhang Mu hid a portion of his guiding mental power. Although the power of this attack was so great that he couldn’t control it freely, as long as he used the mental power left behind to disrupt the overall balance from within, no matter how immense the power, it would crumble from the inside and naturally dissipate.

Apart from the rivalry between Zhang Mu and the Wolf King and the wolf pack, there was no deep-rooted enmity. Moreover, he also wanted to help his mutated wolfhound advance to second-rank. If it got injured and the wolfdog couldn’t advance, who would he turn to?

Even if there is rivalry among the races, it is not the right time now; there is no need to make a big deal out of it.

So, there’s no need to really hurt the Wolf King.

Also, this combined spiritual attack can only be used once given his current capacity. His mental power in the brain domain has been completely exhausted, with lingering pain as an aftereffect. Any more foreign mental power entering his brain domain, whether good or bad, would make him feel like passing out immediately.

Whether heavily injured or even if he killed the Wolf King, he wouldn’t have the strength left to deal with the remaining thousands of first-order wild wolves. It would be more heroic to die in the belly of a wolf in such a helpless situation.

Even though his mental power is depleted, his physical energy is unused. Zhang Mu’s external appearance remains in its peak state. The Wolf King has never encountered mental power before, mistaking Zhang Mu’s powerful attack as still being at full strength, just a common tactic that did not harm its foundation.

Looking at it this way, has this human’s power already surpassed that of the Wolf King?

The Wolf King was completely impressed by Zhang Mu’s method, mainly due to Zhang Mu’s indifferent attitude. Facing its thousands of wolf pack, he still wore an inscrutable smile. Although it could sense Zhang Mu’s breath being in the same realm as itself, Zhang Mu’s mystery instilled an inexplicable fear in its heart.

Zhang Mu’s intimidation is not unreasonable. He is concerned that the Wolf King might take advantage of this advancement to overuse mutated wolfhounds. Some compensation is necessary, but if it costs wolfdogs their lives, it’s not worth it.

What he is currently providing is a deterrent, letting the Wolf King know that this mutated wolfhound is not alone, not merely a creature that must unquestioningly obey its commands in the future.

Moreover, it’s uncertain whether mutated wolfhounds would also face considerable rejection when integrating into the wolf pack because of their impure bloodline, especially while being so highly regarded by the Wolf King.

Yes, his wolfdog can take on a few wild wolves alone, but what if the number of wolves targeting it reaches dozens or even hundreds?

He wanted to tell the Wolf King something important about the thousands of mutated wild wolves gathered together.

Even though they needed help, the wolfdog couldn’t be used or bullied by them.

Behind it, there was Zhang Mu!

Judging from the look of the Wolf King now, Zhang Mu’s words seemed to have made an impact. The first-order mutated wild wolves were not taken seriously anymore. Not many dared to look directly at Zhang Mu now. They were mostly avoiding eye contact because even their leader had fallen silent. Plus, Zhang Mu had displayed such power just now that they thought it was all his doing.

In the face of far greater strength, all creatures harbor a sense of fear.

With Zhang Mu still smiling, the Wolf King finally relented, growling softly as a sign of submission to Zhang Mu.

The whole wolf pack seemed subdued as their king, in a way, bowed down to a human.

Yet not a single mutated wild wolf dared to make a sound because that was the attitude of their Wolf King, and Zhang Mu’s strength was clearly evident.

Zhang Mu was neither proud nor did he show any other emotion. He silently took out a unit of healing potion from the Era Merchant Ring and poured it into the mouth of the mutated wolfhound next to him, who was also stunned.

Although the wound on the mutated wolfhound seemed to have scabbed over with no issues, Zhang Mu knew that it was a serious blow from a second-rank creature. To prevent any hidden injuries, Zhang Mu took out his best healing potion and whispered to the mutated wolfhound, “You can use this now. If you can heal on your own, keep this potion in your body and use it when needed.”

Yuan Rui’s healing energy couldn’t be stored in the mutated wolfhound’s body. If it weren’t for the specific intervals for taking the second-rank healing potion, Zhang Mu would have given all the potions he had to the mutated wolfhound.

The mutated wolfhound kissed Zhang Mu’s hand placed in front of its head, realizing that it not only missed Yuan Rui but also Zhang Mu deeply.

The mutated wolfhound knew that Zhang Mu was truly kind to it, even though Zhang Mu wasn’t good at expressing his feelings.

Suddenly, it didn’t want to leave.

Zhang Mu understood its gaze, smiled, patted its back, and said, “What are you thinking? If you want to go, go ahead. Once you’re promoted, you can come back and help me.”

With Zhang Mu urging it on, the mutated wolfhound slowly walked towards the direction of the wolf pack, taking slow steps and looking back.

Zhang Mu chuckled, took a step forward, patted the mutated wolfhound’s backside, and said with a smile.

“Let’s go, let’s go. Ride freely on this vast grassland.”

The mutated wolfhound, sensing Zhang Mu’s emotions, immediately sped towards the direction of the wolf pack. It stood slightly behind the Wolf King, looking back towards Zhang Mu and the others.

The mutant wild wolves below just noticed that the position where the wolfdog stood was somewhat audacious, already surpassing them. But when they saw their king nod in approval, along with Zhang Mu, the jinx staring at them from the opposite side, not a single one dared to make a rebellious sound.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Just as the wolf pack was about to leave, a distant sound of war drum-like hoofbeats came from the horizon, getting closer and closer. Tiny gravel on the ground was all shaken up.

Seeing the Wolf King looking seriously towards the horizon, Zhang Mu also turned his head to gaze at the horizon where the dawn had just broken.

In just a few breaths, a figure appeared in Zhang Mu’s sight. It was an extremely large and tall steed, carrying a huge axe almost touching the ground on its back.

However, that was not the most crucial thing.

Following this mounted man, a row of cavalry troops sprung out from below the horizon like a dragon, marching in unison. In the shimmering light, the scene was extremely magnificent and grand.

The heavy hoofbeats continued to resonate, shaking everyone present. They raced towards the wolf pack and Zhang Mu with great speed.

Is this the Grassland Cavalry?

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