The death of the Soul-Swallowing Flame Demon of Blackstone Mountain had alarmed the entirety of Evil God Paradise.
Every hundred years, the crescent moon of Evil God Paradise would become full once, randomly merging with surrounding worlds for anywhere from one month to several months—a most peculiar rule.
Of the dozens of worlds surrounding the Evil God World, not one could stand against these bizarre worlds formed by wandering evil gods. The Pigwolves became the servants and claws of these wandering evil gods, following those wicked wills in endless plunder, satisfying their ceaseless greed and bringing profound disasters upon the surrounding worlds.
The Soul-Swallowing Flame Demon's unique ability, meanwhile, shortened the intervals between the Full Moon Gates, allowing them to open sooner and satisfy Evil God Paradise's lust for plunder.
"What is this?"
Within the ruins of a palace in Blackstone Mountain's Flame Cave, Green picked up a piece of metal and scrutinized it through his three-colored light screen for some time.
This piece of metal actually possessed enchanted properties. This was not craftsmanship that an ordinary society of low-level intelligent lifeforms could have achieved.
"Wah gah gah gah, come look over here!"
At Little Eight's call, Green gradually ventured deeper into the cave.
Enormous stone-carved murals appeared one after another, leaving Green even more astonished. The flourishing scenes and powerful biological race depicted on the murals were actually the Pigwolves, and they possessed a highly civilized social organization—at the very least, one on par with the large wizard towers of the Wizard World.
Green examined the murals one by one until, on the final mural, an ominous crescent moon appeared!
After endlessly coming into contact with various worlds once every hundred years, the Pigwolves won three world wars. Yet their legions could not be replenished, and they were ultimately