But Yuan Qi's voice held no trace of relief. "Don't stop. Charge through."
The Beastmen all roared in unison and sprinted forward.
"AWOOO!"
A clear, resounding howl, heavy with oppressive power, echoed from ahead. The eyes of all the Beastmen instantly went cold.
A grave expression appeared on Wolf Fang's bestial face. "It's the Wolf King."
Sure enough, on a high slope ahead, a massive figure was silhouetted against the moon. It was more than twice the size of the other Forest Wolves, and it stared at them with a pair of gleaming green eyes.
It was flanked by a dozen or so strong and ferocious Forest Wolves. They were howling with excitement, their gazes fixed on the Snow Tiger Tribe Beastman Warriors and Black Wolf Tribe Beastman Warriors with bloodshot, greedy eyes.
Being stared at like that, Wu Yue felt like a piece of freshly roasted pork.
The Wolf King let out a low growl and stood up. Wu Yue could even hear the sound of its saliva dripping onto the grass below.
