"Whoa, wait a—"
The Werewolf Race bandit leader's eyelids twitched wildly.
At the same time, the scar on his face writhed like a centipede as his skin kept spasming, making him look particularly vicious and terrifying.
Yet, he was utterly panic-stricken at this moment.
Because—
When his two underlings leaped out,
he finally remembered why the youth standing at the very front of Big Black Dog, with his hands clasped behind his back, looked so familiar.
Back then.
Back when he had still been at the Skyward Realm,
he had seen the astronomical bounty issued by Yan Wolf Demigod.
It was for the murder of a Human Race genius named Ye Fan.
At first, like countless Werewolf Race martial artists, his heart had burned with excitement.
He had thought that if he pulled off this big job,
he could live carefree for a long time.
Yet in only a few short years,
that youth had not only risen at an astonishing pace, but had even become famous throughout the eastern fringe civilizations of the Milky Way Galaxy after killing several Heavenly Demon Race Demigods.
Moreover,
Yan Wolf Demigod, who had issued the bounty back then, was said to have joined the battle
and been killed by that martial arts genius.
That martial arts genius had even become the lord of Blue Star in one leap.
The reason he had dared risk entering Blue Star
was because he had heard that this newly risen martial arts genius of the Human Race had perished within the ruins.
Besides,
the Werewolf Race was far from the only force invading Blue Star now.
There were likely no fewer than dozens of civilizations, large and small, of every level.
All of them had come to take advantage of the chaos.
So,
he had come as