"Awesome, we finally won!!"
Xie Xie was covered in blood and wounds. Clearly badly injured, he lay on the ground, panting heavily.
His back rested against a broken concrete pillar, his arms hung limply at his sides, and his fingers were still trembling slightly.
Though Tang Wulin had thick skin and could take a beating, he too had numerous wounds, and his stamina was almost completely depleted.
A wolf's claw had slashed open his forehead, and blood trickled down his cheek.
Tang Wulin's chest heaved violently, but the fighting spirit in his eyes had not yet completely died out.
Holding his Sinking Silver Hammer, Tang Wulin walked step by step toward the dying giant wolf, raised the massive hammer, and swung it viciously down at the wolf's skull.
"Wait!"
Clang—
Just then, a massive axe suddenly appeared and sent Tang Wulin's hammer flying with a thunderous impact.
The axe flew in from the side, its flat face striking the head of the Sinking Silver Hammer with perfect precision.
Tang Wulin was already weakened, and now he had absolutely no strength to resist.
The Sinking Silver Hammer flew out of his hand, smashed a crater into the rubble, and rolled twice before coming to a stop.
Tang Wulin staggered several steps backward, his face filled with astonishment.
The recoil numbed his arm, leaving everything from the web of his thumb to his shoulder trembling slightly.
Then he saw a young man wearing a White Mask standing before him, looking at him with smiling eyes.
The man was tall and slender, his mask covering most of his face and leaving only a pair of largely obscured eyes visible.
Tang Wulin froze for a second, then fury flooded through him. He shouted, "Who are you?! Why did you stop me from killing it?!"