Everything had gone just as Russell expected. The Rat King desperately needed the magic herbs from the Blood Fang Fungus fields.
It did not dare sneak into the outer manor to steal magic herbs. As a rat, it instinctively feared sunlight and open spaces. So it only dared command the rat swarm to attack Wolf Head Cavern, hoping to bring back Blood Fang Fungus magic herbs to help it evolve.
As the dog-catching-rats plan was carried out and large numbers of cats joined in, the rat swarm's collapse accelerated, and the Rat Plague was swiftly extinguished.
With no rats left to command, the Rat King was frantic.
Its evolution was imminent; without magic herbs, success was impossible.
So after wasting two days, it caught the scent that the humans had left and that the Battle Aura lingering in the cave had begun to fade. It had no choice but to muster its courage and creep along the passage toward Wolf Head Cavern.
It hoped to catch the humans off guard and seize enough magic herbs to evolve.
However, it had no idea that the humans had already devised the dog-catching-rats plan. There was also a handsome lord riding a giant dragon, who had secretly mapped out its nest and the passages, then had Kevin, the Gold-Silver Wolfdog, keep a close watch on the route.
Thus, the moment it showed itself, it suffered a thunderous blow.
A huge mouth full of sharp fangs descended from above, sinking firmly into its fur and biting down without letting go.
Not to mention that it had yet to evolve into a Phantom Beast.
Even if it had evolved into a Phantom Beast, such an ambush would have left it badly battered if not dead.
So all it could do now was squeal and struggle