Ang dismantled the foundation of the Magic Teleportation Array and carefully stored it in his Magic Waist Pouch. Then he looked around, his gaze sweeping over the place where the centaurs had once lived.
The crude wooden sheds, trampled mud, and animal bones scattered everywhere all revealed the difficult years they had endured here.
The corners of Ang's mouth lifted slightly in a calm smile. He mounted his Magic Broom, rose lightly into the air, and flew toward the top of the canyon.
When he reached the Canyon Mouth, his eyes fell upon the pack of wind wolves wandering in the distance, and an idea stirred within him.
This canyon was naturally enclosed terrain. If he could lure the wind wolf pack inside and seal the exit, they would be trapped in this space just like the centaurs before them.
Without a food supply, the wind wolves would sooner or later weaken from hunger and might even turn on one another. Then he could easily obtain a powerful Level 4 Magical Beast.
With that thought, Ang already had a plan.
He did not act immediately. Instead, he carefully surveyed the terrain around the Canyon Mouth, searching for a suitable place to lie in ambush.
In the end, he chose to hide above the Canyon Mouth and patiently wait for the wind wolves to enter the trap on their own.
Just like that, a week quietly passed. The wind wolf pack had clearly grown restless, and finally, another small group of wind wolves ventured into the canyon.
Unlike before, the canyon was utterly silent this time. The centaurs had long since left, allowing the wind wolves to enter the depths of the canyon without obstruction.
After confirming there was no ambush inside, one wind wolf quickly rushed out of the canyon