The Rich Cultivator-Chapter 317. Fighting the Abyss Wolf

"Okay, why are there so many wolves?" Tyler sighed as he threw another projection of his trident, the weapon piercing through the thick hide of yet another charging beast. The wolf let out a pained yelp before collapsing lifelessly onto the snowy ground.

"Winter draws them out," Misra replied, her voice calm despite the battle raging around them. "But wolves aren’t the only things you should be worried about. There are worse creatures that roam during this season."

Tyler narrowed his eyes. "Great. Just what we needed—more surprises."

A piercing howl echoed through the icy forest, followed by another, then another. The surrounding mist rippled with movement as more glowing eyes emerged from the darkness. The pack was much larger than they had expected.

"Then we need to finish this fast." Tyler reached into his storage device. "Block them for now. I’ll check if I have anything that can deal with these wolves quickly."

"Roger—"

Before Misra could finish her sentence, a wolf suddenly spoke.

"Roger that."

Tyler turned, blinking in surprise.

One of the wolves pounced—not on them, but on another wolf, biting into its throat with deadly precision.

"Oh, right," Tyler muttered. "Mana took control of that one."

Mana, his Ghost Spirit who had popped out of thin air earlier, had possessed one of the wolves using her unique ability. The wolf she controlled fought alongside them, tearing through its own kind with ruthless efficiency.

Mathilda and Astrid worked together as well, hurling alchemical explosives and holy light made by some potion reactions to keep the beasts at bay. The five Grandmasters, despite being weaponless until earlier, were holding their own with the weapons Tyler had given them.

Tyler quickly rummaged through his storage device, his fingers gliding over various items. Then, his eyes lit up as he pulled out a small, metallic object resembling a grenade.

"Here we go," he muttered before throwing it toward one of the wolves.

The device landed perfectly, rolling beneath the wolf’s legs before activating. A loud hissing noise filled the air as the grenade released a pressurized explosion—

But instead of killing the wolf, the grenade itself started to corrode. The abyssal atmosphere in the area quickly tainted it, breaking it down into nothing before it could even detonate.

Tyler clicked his tongue in frustration. "Tsk... it’s not Anti- abyss Coated. Damn it."

Misra, still half-submerged in her abyss-like form, reappeared from the shadows. "Most of your standard weapons and tools are useless here unless they have anti-abyss coating. You should’ve learned that by now. I heard it from outsiders"

Tyler exhaled, regaining his composure. "Yeah, yeah. I know. I was just hoping that one would last a little longer."

A sudden, loud thud interrupted their conversation.

A new presence entered the battlefield.

The ground trembled beneath their feet. Snow scattered into the air as a massive figure crashed into the clearing.

Everyone—including the wolves—froze.

A monstrous wolf stood before them, much larger than the rest. It was at least three times the size of these silverfrost wolf, with thick, matted fur that was blackened by abyssal corruption. Deep scars lined its body, and its glowing silver eyes burned with intelligence.

But the most terrifying part was the eerie blue mist swirling around it.

Misra’s expression darkened. "This... is bad."

The corrupted wolf let out a low, guttural growl. Unlike the others, it did not howl. It did not bare its fangs in blind rage. Instead, it simply stared at them—as if calculating its next move.

"Isn’t that the same wolf?" Tyler noticed it’s scar and said.

Then, without warning, it attacked.

It moved with unnatural speed, closing the distance in an instant.

The other silverfrost wolves instantly died.

"Ah.. it’s our ally?" Mathilda tilted her head.

Then it lunged at Mathilda, but she quickly threw a flask which exploded and Mathilda and Astrid escaped.

"Nah... I spoke too soon..." She muttered.

Tyler barely had time to react before the beast lunged straight for him. He threw himself to the side, narrowly dodging as the wolf’s massive claws tore through the air where he had stood a moment ago.

The impact alone created a small shockwave, scattering snow and debris.

Mana in her wolf form let out a howl, where everything was frozen. The beast struck, its claws clashing against the frost mist slicing it apart.

Mana gritted her teeth and growled. "This thing is strong!"

Mathilda was already moving, pulling out another alchemical bomb. "Let’s see how you like this!" She hurled the explosive, aiming for the wolf’s exposed side.

The bomb detonated on contact, releasing a thick, viscous liquid that clung to the creature’s fur. The substance began to sizzle, eating away at the corrupted flesh beneath.

The wolf let out a soundless roar—its vocal cords seemingly stripped away by abyssal mutation. Its body trembled, but instead of retreating, it adapted.

Before their eyes, the abyssal energy within it shifted, neutralizing the effects of the acid. The burnt flesh regenerated almost instantly.

Tyler clenched his jaw. "It’s evolving."

Mathilda reappeared beside him, her expression serious. "We need to kill it fast, or it’ll keep adapting."

Tyler nodded, gripping his trident tightly. "Then let’s go all out."

With a burst of movement, he dashed toward the creature, summoning multiple projections of his trident in rapid succession. Each one struck the wolf from a different angle, piercing through its corrupted flesh.

The beast staggered but didn’t fall. It turned its gaze toward Tyler, recognizing him as the biggest threat.

Misra took advantage of its distraction, shifting fully into her abyssal form. Shadow-like tendrils shot out from her body, wrapping around the wolf’s legs and restricting its movement.

"Now!" she shouted.

Tyler didn’t hesitate.

Channeling all his strength, he hurled his trident directly at the beast’s skull. The weapon spun through the air, glowing with abyss-resistant energy.

The moment it struck, a shockwave erupted from the point of impact.

For a second, everything was silent.

Then, the corrupted wolf didn’t collapse instead a metal hitting metal sound was resonated.

Tyler exhaled, sweat dripping down his forehead, "Fuc-..."

He was thrown away by the wolf. His chest almost got ripped off.

Suddenly, a wolf fang projection shot forward, piercing through the corrupted wolf’s eye. The beast let out a silent yet agonized snarl, its massive body flinching at the unexpected attack.

Mana, still in her wolf form, had used one of the wolves’ own abilities against it. She let out a triumphant growl, but her victory was short-lived. The corrupted wolf, now blind in one eye, turned its fury toward her.

With terrifying speed, it lunged, its abyssal claws slicing through the air like blades.

Mana barely had time to react. She leaped away, but the force of the attack sent her rolling across the snow.

Misra, reverted back to her normal form. She shook off the remnants of the abyssal mist clinging to her skin and rushed toward Tyler. "Are you alright?"

Tyler groaned, "That thing is still a wolf, right?"

Misra nodded grimly. "Barely. It seems like the village itself is feeding it power—just to stop us."

Tyler turned to Misra "I have a crazy idea, but I don’t know if it’ll work. Before that, How exactly do you use your power?"

Misra hesitated before answering. "It’s something I figured out after being trapped here. Since I don’t have a soul anymore, I’ve become part of the village in a way. That means I can tap into its power—just a little."

Tyler’s eyes lit up. "Could I use that power too?"

Misra’s expression darkened. "There’s a way... but I can only lend it to you for a few seconds. Any longer, and the village will fight back."

"A few seconds is all I need," Tyler said, a confident smirk forming on his lips.

Then Tyler turned to Mana and the others. "Hold on for a minute—I have a plan."

Mana, still catching her breath, gave a quick nod.

Without wasting any more time, Tyler began rummaging through his storage device, pulling out something that made Misra jaw drop.

A few moments later, Misra leaned over, watching Tyler’s action with confusion.

"Do you really think this will work?" she asked.

Tyler shrugged. "We’re about to find out. Now, lend me some power."

Misra let out a resigned sigh. "Alright..."

Without another word, she stepped forward and suddenly kissed him.

The moment their lips met, a strange energy surged through Tyler’s body. His half-frozen face distorted slightly as the abyssal power seeped into him. The sensation was overwhelming—his veins burned, his mind filled with fragmented whispers, but he endured it. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Meanwhile, the corrupted wolf continued its rampage.

It had seized a Silverfrost Wolf—the very one Mana had possessed earlier—by the neck. She has no chance to resist.

A horrible cracking sound echoed through the clearing as the Silverfrost Wolf’s body was suddenly encased in ice. A moment later, it shattered into thousands of frozen shards.

Mana barely managed to escape at the last second, appearing beside Tyler with wide, alarmed eyes.

Tyler, now radiating abyssal energy, stepped forward. His expression was different. There was a predatory gleam in his eyes.

"Hey," he called out to the beast. "Try someone your own size."

The corrupted wolf turned toward him. It recognized the change in Tyler.

For the first time, it hesitated.

Then, it let out a guttural howl.

A powerful energy wave erupted from its body, creating an icy breeze that instantly froze the air itself.

The wave struck Tyler head-on.

Ice crawled up his limbs, rapidly encasing him in a solid layer of frost. Before anyone could react, the wolf lunged forward, its massive jaws snapping shut around Tyler’s frozen body.

Crunch.

The ice shattered.