Northern Barrens.
Yuanqi Mountain Range.
Roar...
A low, hoarse growl rose from the woods.
A mournful cry soon followed. Several enormous gray wolves clung to an even larger bovine beast.
The bovine beast was massive, its body covered in a layer of stone armor resembling hardened keratin. One glance was enough to tell that its defenses were formidable.
Unfortunately, two giant wolves had sunk their sharp fangs deep into its vulnerable neck. Great streams of bright red blood spurted from the wounds.
The bovine beast struggled desperately, but to little avail. Its struggles only worsened its wounds, and a cry of defiance and anguish escaped its mouth.
Before long, its enormous body could no longer remain upright, and it crashed heavily to the ground.
Bloodthirsty excitement gleamed in the gray wolves' eyes as they prepared to enjoy their spoils. Yet the largest among them, the pack leader, soon seemed to sense something.
Its savage gaze turned toward the dense forest to one side, and an inexplicable terror quickly flashed through its eyes.
After letting out a low howl, it decisively abandoned its freshly caught prey and fled in the opposite direction.
It was as though some terrifying presence lurked deep in the forest behind it.
Unfortunately, before they could get far...
A fierce gust tore through the air from within the woods. Huge hands formed from thick black mist shot toward them, shattering every ancient tree and boulder they touched along the way.
In an instant, they seized the enormous bovine beast on the ground and the wolves, then dragged them back into the dense forest.
Amid the crunch of shattering bones, a thick stench of blood spread through the air. Yet even in a dangerous place like the Yuanqi Mountain Range, where spirit beasts roamed everywhere and Demon Beasts