"Woof, woof! Woof, woof! Woof, woof!"
Barking echoed through the forest. At the sound, the old wolf, who had been poised to pounce, shuddered and abruptly stopped.
Although decades had passed since that nightmare, the barking still stirred a fear deep within the old wolf's heart.
Honestly, he could no longer even remember exactly what had happened to him that day. Only that barking remained lodged deep in his memory.
The fur on his head had been scorched black, but the old wolf had no time to worry about that now. He even backed up two steps, instinctively tucking his tail between his legs-apparently, becoming a werewolf wasn't all upside.
At least now, even Li Wei could tell at a glance.
The bastard had lost his nerve.
"Woof, woof... grrr..."
The barking turned into a low growl, which was even more dangerous. After all, anyone who had played with a dog or even seen one knew that a dog barking loudly at you didn't necessarily mean much. But when it stared at you and began growling low in its throat, you needed to be careful.
The old wolf trembled even harder.
Then a cloud of black mist erupted.
Thick black mist burst from the necklace clenched in Ovelia's hand, sweeping forward like a howling gale, swirling and growing denser. The surrounding trees trembled in the wind, swaying incessantly with a loud rustling.
"Grrr..."
Then an enormous creature emerged from the black mist.
It was a hound.
A three-headed hound.
It was as large as a bus, with three long tails swaying behind it. Scarlet eyes in its three long, pointed heads stared coldly at the old wolf before it, brimming with bestial savagery and brutality.
"Wow."
Even Li Wei couldn't help exclaiming at the monster before him.
After all, he