"Old hag, stay here for me!"
The two Wolf Race experts behind her surged forward with increased speed, their faces full of anger, clearly intending not to hold back anymore.
Bam! Bam! Bam!
The old woman defended herself as she fled.
Tall trees collapsed, branches and leaves flying everywhere.
But two fists are no match for four hands; the two from the Wolf Race also had the Wolf Patterned Crown enhancing them, making the strength difference too vast.
The old woman managed to block more than ten attacks before Lang Zhong shattered her arm with a claw, followed by Lang You smashing her back with another claw.
Though not fatal, it left the old woman powerless to escape further.
"Old hag, don't you love running? Go on, run!"
Lang Zhong stepped on the old woman's severed arm, looking down with mockery.
"Hand over the clan treasure, and I'll give you a quick death!"
"..."
Elsewhere, further back.
