World in the Painting Ishruna: Holy Spear and Holy Sword

The massive body rampaged through the city like an unstoppable force. The stone houses did nothing to impede its steps. Along with the King of Winter Wolves came the biting wind and snow.

Gray calculated the rapidly closing distance in her mind, then rushed beneath the King of Winter Wolves' feet, using its enormous body as a shield.

Awoo~~

The King of Winter Wolves let out a furious howl. Compared to its body, Gray and Olga Marie were as tiny as ants, yet it had no way to deal with these troublesome ants immediately.

At last, the Night Wanderers reached the scene. Facing the King of Winter Wolves standing between them and their prey, they swung their blades without mercy.

In an instant, the frigid sword light sliced through the wind and snow, leaving an arcing white rainbow in the night sky that lingered for a long time.

The King of Winter Wolves' fur, which could withstand missile bombardment without injury, was silently torn open by a massive gash. Scarlet blood gushed forth, and the intense pain filled its already red eyes with a crazed bloody light.

The King of Winter Wolves instinctively abandoned the two troublesome ants and turned to bite the Night Wanderers.

It knew the Night Wanderers were not easy opponents. In daylight, it would certainly have kept far away from such ominous beings. But now, steeped in the darkness of night, its magical beast instincts had taken over. Anything that dared attack it would be torn to shreds by the wolf pack.

—It was the biting winter that swept across the mortal world!

Olga Marie glanced at Chai Yong and said as though it were only natural,

Pressed by Olga Marie's gaze, Chai Yong instinctively shrank back, then reached out and grasped the pendant before her