Sorcerers Go Hard Against the World-Destroying Giant Wolf? Loki Watches in Stunned Silence!

Loki always used to think.

The entire Earth only had one freak like Hulk.

Now he finally realized just how wrong he was.

In a backwater place like Earth, everyone was a monster!

The more Loki thought about it, the more lingering fear he felt, and he couldn't help shivering.

At that moment on the ruined battlefield, no one cared about Loki's collapsing inner world.

Ren was riding on Fenrir, fighting in full swing.

After all, Fenrir was just a beast with muscles growing in its brain.

It relied entirely on instinct for biting, clawing, and pouncing when fighting.

How could it compare to Ren?

All sorts of ancient martial arts combos and combat skills.

Rained down like a storm, frantically greeting its body.

In just a few moments, the majestic giant wolf Fenrir was beaten so hard it didn't know where north was.

The most humiliating part was.

This guy Ren had levitation magic on him!

Fenrir couldn't bite when it wanted to, and couldn't scratch when it wanted to, its speed completely crushed.

Finally, having no other moves left.

It could only aggrievedly flatten itself on the ground.

Its two front paws tightly hugged its head, curling up into a ball to play dead.

Meanwhile, aggrieved whimpering sounds kept coming from its mouth.

Looking like this coward now, where was there even a shred of the domineering aura from the myths of devouring Odin.

It was living proof of a domestic dog beaten into submission by its master.

Crack!

That crisp sound wasn't because Fenrir's bones were hammered to a break by Ren.

Although this beast had low combat intelligence, its hide was truly thick.

Ren pressed down and hammered it for half the day.

Even though Fenrir lay on the ground playing the grandson, its grunts were