After joining up with Tania, Landen finally saw everything happening in the clearing. The White Wolf Priest Panita was riding the frost wolf Totapara. Behind her, besides the Wolf-Barbarian priest Waldi Wolf-Claw, there were several frost wolves and wind wolves, along with several Beastmen of differing forms. All of those people and wolves were hiding behind Panita.
Less than fifty meters in front of Panita, a powerful knight hovered in midair. Without a doubt, he was Girislav's National Pillar, the Legend Knight, My Lord Milojevic White Bear. Behind him stood dozens of knights and mages. What Landen could make out was that there was no lack of high-tier knights and archmages among them, and most of their mounts were beginner or intermediate magic beasts.
My Lord Milojevic floated in midair, yet he could not move. Around him were great numbers of ice cones and ice spikes; even a bolt of lightning that had just been released had stopped in midair. All of them were aimed at the Wolf Priest, but all were in a state of stillness.
Above Panita, the pair of heterochromatic eyes Landen had once seen had already become almost solid. Without a doubt, a god was acting through the Wolf Priest, and Their might was something even a Legend could not compare to.
The enormous wheel of time suddenly turned counterclockwise. The Legend Knight and the countless spells around him simultaneously fell backward. Large numbers of ice cones dropped to the ground with a crackling clatter, while the Legend Knight let out an extremely unwilling roar.
"Who exactly are you!"
"The Beastmen living here is an agreement shared by the gods of the Human Race and all the gods. Go back and understand that properly." The Wolf Priest's large mouth opened and closed without pause, but the