Although the souls of these wild beasts were controlled, their strength did not improve. They trembled in fear with no room for resistance.
Howl...
Awoo...
...
As the miserable howls echoed through the sky, all the beasts started to float.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk...”
Laughter echoed in the wilderness again, filled with mockery.
“As expected of the Wolf King of Florence. You’re indeed powerful. Unfortunately, killing them is useless. It doesn’t threaten me at all.
“Furthermore, I’ll also control your souls. Wolf King, open your eyes wide and watch how I make you kill each other. I’ll let them die miserably in front of you. Kekeke...”
The voice was elusive and impossible to trace.
With his words, a misty fog spread from deep within Skywolf Peak.
Andrius frowned, feeling that it was not that simple. His Martial Saint perception was maximized at that moment.
“Be careful!”
Soon, he noticed something wrong. The fog concealed extremely rare and bizarre insects. Once inhaled, the consequences would be unpredictable.
“There are insects in the fog. Don’t inhale it!”
With Andrius’ warning, everyone immediately covered their mouths and noses, in fear of being affected.
“How ignorant and naïve!”
A disdainful voice came from the fog. “Do you really think that’ll work? You’re underestimating the secret skills of Murrfield. Be prepared to kill each other. Kekeke...”
The strange laughter sounded again, and the fog suddenly intensified.
Andrius’ eyes widened, not daring to take the risk. Thus...
Rumble—
A strong surge of inner energy erupted, trying to protect everyone.
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