Apocalypse: Master of Soul Beasts

Wen Yu glanced at the little crow, shook his head with a smile, ”If you want to eat, just go ahead. No need to be sneaky about it.”

The little crow was taken aback, looked at the relaxed Wen Yu, then at the food ahead, and ultimately couldn’t resist the temptation of the roasted meat.

...

After eating and drinking, the little crow visibly relaxed, watching Wen Yu in front, no longer as fearful as before.

Seeing the little crow sprawled on the ground, face filled with satisfaction after a hearty meal, Wen Yu slowly began to speak.

The strange Soul Power interwoven into his words made Wen Yu’s voice possess an enchanting, captivating magic.

”So, what should I call you?”

With a gentle tone, the little crow felt as if it were basking in the warmth of the sunset, a sliver of its inner vigilance unknowingly pried open.

”Just call me Death Harbinger Raven.”

The Death Harbinger Raven flapped its wings, completely relaxing its entire body.

”Death Harbinger Raven, huh? Nice name, did you come up with it yourself?”

”No way, it’s a nickname given by someone else!”

The Death Harbinger Raven looked utterly proud.

”So mighty, so dominant, only a cool bird like me can match such a powerful and domineering name.”

In its prideful demeanor, it seemed to forget that it was just pinched by Wen Yu with one hand a moment ago.

”And you, what’s your name? You don’t look like someone unknown with your strength.”

The Death Harbinger Raven, whose defenses were pried open, and the calculating Wen Yu now seemed like new friends, engaging in simple self-introductions.

”My name is Wen Yu.”

”Wen Yu, what a strange name. You’re not from around here, are you?”

”That’s right. I came from elsewhere. I just got here and thought about making friends with you, and by the way, inquire about the situation here.”

Seeing the Death Harbinger Raven becoming more relaxed, Wen Yu directly made his small request.

”Then you’re asking the right bird! Not to brag, but this piece of land, I’m definitely the undisputed aerial overlord, nothing escapes the eyes of me and my crew!”

The Death Harbinger Raven pounded its chest in assurance.

”Oh?”

A strange light flashed in Wen Yu’s eyes, while a vast and secretive Soul Power surged once more, quickly and imperceptibly surrounding the Death Harbinger Raven’s body.

”Tell me more in detail.”

”No problem!”

After all, it’s a new friend, and this guy just treated it to a meal of roasted meat, so such a small matter isn’t a bother for the Death Harbinger Raven---it had selectively forgotten the earlier unpleasantness.

...

Just when the African fellow died, Wen Yu immediately thought of an alternative method—to use the smell of blood to attract mutant beasts.

High-level mutant beasts are capable of speaking human words, and their intelligence isn’t too poor. Moreover, the entire African Continent belongs to the territory of mutant beasts, and Wen Yu suddenly realized he might have fallen into a mental trap—in this place, controlling a few huge mutant beast groups is much more effective than ruling a few small settlements.

From Wen Yu’s perspective, there really wasn’t much difference between mutant beasts and humans.

Initially planning to attract a few low-level mutant beasts with the scent of blood and then trace the path to find the high-level mutant beasts, unexpectedly, this Peak Level 5 divine beast crow came to him on its own!

It saved Wen Yu a great deal of effort.

Listening to the words pouring from the Death Harbinger Raven’s mouth, the power distribution around this area slowly formed in Wen Yu’s mind.