Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

408 The Hatching

Selma Payne’s POV:

The wounds caused by the arrows and bullets were still slowly healing. This was a little trick of the evil forces, so if we wanted to destroy them, we had to remove the evil forces from the bodies of the wanderers.

I had already wrapped every soldier with the New Flow to prevent them from being infected by the evil power. It was also a backup plan. As long as enough soldiers could get close to the mutant werewolves, the New Flow on their bodies would be enough to devour the evil power in the werewolf’s body.

While we were charging, the other party realized that struggling was useless, so they focused on observing us. Every single wanderer was in a battle stance.

The battle was about to start!

Strength was a werewolf’s natural advantage, even more so for the mutated werewolves. My team members could resist after transforming into wolves, but the elves were in a terrible state. The mutated werewolves could easily destroy the elves in close proximity as if they were building blocks.

However, the elves were not without their advantages. Compared to their cumbersome and deformed bodies, their flexibility and agility were many times stronger than the mutated werewolves. They could always avoid the mutated werewolves’ fatal attacks in a way that caught them off guard. Many elves had even climbed onto the bodies of the mutated werewolves and locked their heads and joints, allowing New Flow to spread to the mutated werewolves.

For a time, the two sides were locked in a stalemate.

However, this stalemate meant that we were at a disadvantage. They had ten times the number of people on their side, but they could only maintain the stalemate. This was enough to show how difficult it was to deal with these mutated wanderers.

I used my wings to fly. This wasn’t the time to hide my abilities. As I assisted my companions, I flew to the light cocoon. No one was guarding the light cocoon because there was no need to. Any attempt to attack the light cocoon would only accelerate the hatching process.

But even so, it was even more strange that no one was around the light cocoon. Where was the creator of the light cocoon?

Suddenly, I heard a slight cracking sound. I immediately turned my attention to the light cocoon and was shocked to find that a fist-sized piece of its surface had already begun to peel off.

I couldn’t drag this on any longer. The light cocoon was about to hatch!

Looking at the stalemate situation below me, I realized it was time to show some of my true abilities.

“Everyone, listen to my orders! We’ll give up on annihilating the enemy, and our combat objective has changed to restrict the enemy’s movements!”

Following my command, the soldiers fighting to the death with the mutated werewolves changed their strategy. Instead of looking for their fatal weakness, they focused on blocking the movements of the mutated werewolves.

At this time, the agile nature of the elves appeared. Once entangled by them, even if you were as strong as Hercules, you could not think about falling off the human-shaped shackles.

However, it was not the time to let their guard down. The elves had already suffered casualties in the battle, and their stamina was being depleted in an orderly manner. The resistance from the mutated werewolves was also rapidly depleting their stamina. After all, they were a group of newbies on the battlefield for the first time. Many of them were already at their limits.

I quickly released New Flow and had it drown the mutated werewolves on the battlefield, one by one, and devour the evil power in their bodies.

To my surprise, these evil powers did not come from Azazel but from another old acquaintance – Leviathan.

This meant that the enemy we faced was not Azazel’s party, which was trying to create an incarnation for Azazel in the human world, but another group of wanderers who worshipped Leviathan!

I instantly looked at the light cocoon that was floating in the air. It was known that only powerful wizards or witches could create light cocoons, and werewolves didn’t have this ability. Adele’s magic power had been sealed, so there must be an unknown powerful wizard or witch in the other camp.

I didn’t know why, but I suddenly thought of a person – Adele’s foster father, the night magus, Kafka.

Before this, I couldn’t understand why the Leviathan followers would cooperate with Azazel’s party and rescue Adele, who seemed to have nothing to do with them. But now that I thought about it; if Kafka was a Leviathan follower, then to save his adopted daughter, it would be reasonable for him to facilitate this cooperation, right?

This light cocoon was created by Kafka, the leader of this team!

The moment I guessed the truth, a change occurred.

The light cocoon’s breathing-like halos paused for a few seconds before it suddenly compressed together and trembled violently.

Dang!

“Retreat! Everyone, retreat immediately!” I shouted at the top of my voice, “The light cocoon is about to explode. Run!”

However, I was too late. The moment I finished speaking, the light cocoon, which had been compressed to its limit, exploded!

A burst of dazzling white light instantly overshadowed the sun’s radiance, causing everyone present to lose their sight temporarily. As I was the closest to the cocoon, I received the most significant impact and was ruthlessly thrown to the ground from the air.

I felt as if all my internal organs had been smashed to pieces. A few seconds later, I realized that I hadn’t become a pile of meat yet, thanks to the transformation I had given myself in that one minute.