Warlord: King of All Clans

The huge wind wolf elf shook its snow-white fur, then stood up and walked towards Leo.

His size was intimidating enough when viewed from a distance, and even more terrifying when approached.

Its waist and back alone were taller than an adult's. Its gigantic wolf head looked down upon everyone, as if it could swallow a strong man alive with just one mouth.

Ordinary wind wolves were not much different from light warhorses from the Western Territory, and in front of him was a group of little wolf cubs.

In the past, Leo would not have dared to let such a large wind wolf get close to him, but now he knew the elves very well and had the ability to protect himself.

Even so, seeing the giant white wolf approaching with breeze and electricity around it, he was still a little nervous.

As for the Rose Knight and Pegasus Knight behind him, their faces had already turned pale.

Freya was extremely envious. The elven druid's transformation technique required the consumption of magic power to maintain the body size. The stronger the magic power, the bigger the body size.

Freya's groundhog form is normally the size of a brown bear. If she wants to transform into a larger earth bear, she needs to consume extra magic power to maintain it.

Freya, a groundhog in her normal form, is the same size as a cub in front of the Wind Wolf King.

However, in front of the Wind Wolf King who is over 500 years old, Freya, who is over 80 years old, is indeed an elf cub.

Freya jumped up and down around the Wind Wolf King and wanted to climb onto his back.

The huge Wind Wolf King raised one foot and pressed her to the ground.

Freya lay on the ground and asked excitedly, "What's your name?"

Seeing his kind at the foot of the mountain, the Wind Wolf King was also very happy. He loosened his claws and replied, "My name is Hati, and the people at the foot of the mountain call me the Moon Wolf God Hatinus."

Freya continued to jump, "So you're not going home?"

The Wind Wolf King continued to answer: "No, I go home once every ten years."

"My name is Freya!" Freya introduced herself. "The current Elf Queen Ostara Anasta is my mother, and my teacher is the leader of the Wild Sect, Bobak Marimotas!"

The wind wolf elf Hati had obviously never heard of Freya, but as soon as Freya introduced her relatives, Hati immediately became happy, "Boback, he's my junior!"

Freya said happily: "Are you also a student of Qisi'el?"

"Oh no, Bobak and I studied zoomorphosis under Elder Capibara."

"Elder Kapibala! The second oldest elder! Then I have to call you uncle!"

After a few words, the two of them quickly became close and got along more happily.

The elves have such a small population, long lifespans, and good memories, so they can be easily contacted.

At this time, Arina took two steps closer and looked up at Wind Wolf King Hati with reverence, holding her arms and asking, "Wind Wolf King, can I touch you?"

Although Hati is an elf, she is obviously not as childish as Freya. She just looks at Arina without saying anything.

His real age is actually almost 800 years old, older than Bobak. In the elves' lifespan, he is already an old man.

For the younger generation of elves such as Freya and Totos, the Midgard Massacre happened a thousand years ago and is now a story from a distant era.

But for elves of Hati's age, the Midgard Massacre was just a thing of the previous generation. Many elves' parents died accidentally in the Midgard Project.

Hati likes life on the prairies of the West, but like all elves of the older generation, he is wary of the races living below the mountains.

Freya had been bribed by Arina many times, so she helped to speak up, "This is my second candidate wife, let her touch me!"

Hati glanced at Arina, then crawled down and lowered his wolf head.

The faint wind blades and electric currents surrounding his fur suddenly dissipated.

Arina nervously reached out her hand and touched Hati's forehead. She was so excited that her body trembled and her hair stood on end.

In the grassland culture of the Western Territory, herders who touch the forehead of the statue of the Wind Wolf King in the temple can obtain the protection of the Wolf King and will not be attacked by wild beasts or diseases for a whole year.

As for the real Wind Wolf King, the herdsmen knew it was God’s blessing just by seeing him once, not to mention getting in close contact with him.

The Rose Knight and Pegasus Knight at the back were much more familiar with Freya, so they quickly pinched Freya's back, signaling her to help speak.

Freya could only push them forward, "This is my third candidate wife, fourth candidate wife, fifth candidate wife..."

Leo listened to their conversation and was a little confused. He asked in a low voice: "In the legend of the West, isn't the Wind Wolf King the descendant of the Wolf God Hatinus?"

Hati explained, “There is no wolf god. Six hundred years ago, I traveled to the Western Territory and encountered a level nine demon beast devouring a herdsmen’s settlement. I couldn’t bear to watch it, so I bit it to death, but I was also seriously injured.

"So I went back to sleep for decades, and when I came back, I became the descendant of the Wolf God. In fact, I am the so-called Wolf God Hatinus."

Leo was secretly shocked. The fact that he was able to bite a level nine magical beast to death six hundred years ago proved that Hati was at least a high-level peak six hundred years ago.

After so many years, it is possible that he would be promoted to the Saint level early, or even become a wilderness demigod like Master Bobak.

The wolf god Hatinus, also known as Hatti, the powerful wind wolf spirit, has lived in Wolf Mountain for six hundred years and is the equivalent of a living god.

The protection he provided here was enough to spread his deeds to every corner of the prairie, making him the original god of the western prairie and squeezing out the original scattered beliefs.

Leo became more and more fascinated by the mysterious elves. The older generation among them, such as Chisel, Bobak, Ostara, and Hati in front of him, were either demigods or saints.

The younger generations, Freya, Totos, and Snell, also have amazing talents, and it seems that there won’t be many barriers for them to be promoted to the Saint level when they grow up.

Taking this opportunity, Leo couldn't help but ask, "Didn't they say that after the Midgard, the elves all returned to Trasil? Why are you still in Wolf Mountain?"

Hati lay on the ground leisurely, accepting the curious touch of the little human girl, looking at the vast grassland below the mountain, "Here is what I want to protect."

"After the failure of the Midgard Plan, Chis'el returned to Highgarden and fell asleep. The Elven Elders feared that the same accident would happen again, so they sent a message through the Magic Web Strings, asking all the elves who were traveling outside to return home."

"Most of the elves at the foot of the mountain have gone back, but there are some who, like me, are unwilling to go back."

"This place is not far from Trahil. With my speed, I can run back in three days if anything happens."

Leo smiled bitterly and said, "The elders are not worried about anything happening to Trahil. They are worried about something happening to you."

The nature of the race down the mountain can be seen from human society. In the eyes of the extraordinary and powerful people down the mountain, the elves who are born extraordinary are treasures from head to toe and are simply a ladder for promotion.

A powerful spirit like Hati also has the ability to protect itself.

If those middle and high-level elves were a little more naive, they would be tricked into being cooked sooner or later.