Chapter 133: Defeating Them One by One [4]

"Crack!"

Accompanied by the crisp sound of a snapping neck, the Level 4 werewolf Great Elder was decapitated by Zhang Ran’s machete before he could even attempt to resist. The wolf head, large as a bean, flew high into the air, and the body, losing control, fell forward powerlessly. Blood surged from the severed neck, splashing onto the ground and soaking both his fur and the earth.

A stream of evolutionary energy poured from the body of the Level 4 Great Elder, traversing space and entering Zhang Ran. Approximately twenty percent was intercepted by the cells in Zhang Ran’s body to reinforce his physique, while the remaining eighty percent circulated through his blood vessels for a full cycle before entering his spine, merging into the nascent evolutionary point.

"Killed 2 Level 4 werewolves. Evolutionary energy +2.17%. Current evolutionary point concentration: 17.89 (13)."

"Killed 2 Level 4 werewolves. Body absorbed evolutionary energy: Strength +0.007, Constitution +0.007, Agility +0.007, Spirit +0.005."

The chip’s notification echoed in Zhang Ran’s ears. Hearing the results, he frowned slightly.

"Such meager evolutionary energy! It’s a pity I can’t hunt Level 5 mutated creatures. Still, I hope these werewolves can bring me some surprises; I still owe a huge debt to the Black Eagle Corporation!"

Thinking this to himself, Zhang Ran bent down, picked up the bloodied head of the Great Elder, and swung his machete to extract the pair of fangs, followed by severing the claws one by one.

For werewolves, their corpses generally have no useful materials, but the Black Eagle Corporation has issued a bounty for all xenomorphs. Killing them earns extra rewards, provided there is proof. For werewolves, their sturdiest pair of fangs is the best evidence.

After processing the Great Elder’s corpse, Zhang Ran strode over to the body of the werewolf Chieftain and did the same, using his machete to harvest the materials.

Once finished, Zhang Ran stored the great axe and club crafted from the bones of mutated beasts. Since they were made from materials of Level 5 mutated beasts, they held significant value. Fortunately, his space box had eight cubic meters of storage, which was more than enough for these supplies.

Finally, with a thought, Zhang Ran withdrew the two "Blood Spikes" from the Chieftain’s body, absorbing the blood energy within to replenish his stamina, before turning back toward the gathering place of the remaining werewolves.

After the Chieftain and the Great Elder had left, the werewolves had stopped eating, instead standing by with their weapons, waiting for their leaders to return.

Without the support of the Level 4 werewolves, even with the leadership and buffs of the Level 4 werewolf shaman, the Level 3 werewolves were nothing more than a disorganized mob. Zhang Ran brandished his machete and charged out!

"Damn it, a human is attacking!"

"Where is the Chieftain? I can smell the Chieftain’s scent on him!"

"Could he have killed the Chieftain and the Great Elder? Impossible, they are both Level 4 masters!"

...

Seeing Zhang Ran charge out and sensing his aura, the werewolves fell into chaos.

"Everyone, don't panic! Warriors of Level 2 and above, follow my orders and surround this human together!"

Watching the werewolves in disarray, the Level 4 werewolf shaman stood up and issued a loud command.

In a werewolf tribe, the highest-ranking shaman, the Great Shaman, holds a status second only to the Chieftain, sometimes even higher than that of the warriors! In the absence of the Chieftain, the Great Shaman is the ultimate authority in the tribe.

Hearing the command, the werewolves recovered from their panic. The low-level ones fled in all directions, while the remaining Level 2 and Level 3 werewolves—excluding the Level 3 shaman injured by Zhang Ran—raised their weapons and rushed toward him.

Simultaneously, the Level 4 shaman raised his staff and activated two abilities: "Berserk" and "Swamp."

As the shaman’s abilities were unleashed, a burst of red light surged from his wolf-headed staff, splitting into smaller clusters that dove into the bodies of the participating Level 3 werewolves.

"Berserk" is an ability that temporarily increases the target's combat power and courage. Its effect is only slightly inferior to "Blessing," but it carries the consequence of reducing the subject's neural reaction speed and causing a period of weakness once the effect wears off.

However, compared to "Blessing," "Berserk" consumes significantly less mental energy and casts faster. To conserve his spirit, the Level 4 shaman opted not to use the more taxing "Blessing."

Under the influence of "Berserk," the eyes of the Level 3 werewolf elite warriors glowed with a faint red light. Their fear vanished, and they strode forward to charge at Zhang Ran.

At the same time, an orange light flashed from the shaman's staff, flying toward Zhang Ran’s feet and spreading out.

As the orange light dispersed, the ground beneath Zhang Ran’s feet rapidly softened into mud, and he could not help but begin to sink.

"‘Swamp’! How troublesome!"

As Zhang Ran became trapped in the area of the "Swamp," his speed plummeted. Every step he took was hindered by the mud, making movement arduous.

This is the tricky part of mental-type mutated creatures! Although their melee strength is very weak, once they engage in long-range combat and cooperate with power-type creatures, they can easily defeat beings one or even two levels higher than themselves.

However, although Zhang Ran’s speed was slightly affected, he did not panic, as "Swamp" was not a particularly powerful ability; it only modified a limited area of land and was not as troublesome as a "Curse."

"‘Blood Dash’!"

With a thought, the third blood-shadow rune on the Evolutionary Tree in Zhang Ran’s mind lit up. A wave of mysterious fluctuations spread out, and blood shadows condensed on his body. His speed exploded, completely negating the interference of the "Swamp."

Capture the leader first to crush the rest! As the last Level 4 werewolf in this group, and one possessing many troublesome abilities, the shaman was Zhang Ran’s primary target. His figure flickered, and like a blood-colored arrow, he shot toward the Level 4 shaman!