The First Frost Blood Werewolf

Not long after Lin Feng flew toward John Cena, he sensed John Cena's Mental Imprint.

John Cena was defending a city of over a hundred thousand people.

A city of this size would only count as a small city on the Shenzhou Continent, but on the Western Continent, it was considered medium-sized.

However, cities on the Western Continent were built sturdily to prevent cannon fire from blasting down their walls.

John Cena had already transformed into a werewolf and was blocking the troops charging through the city gate.

His eyes were crimson now, and he had already fallen into madness.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Several muskets fired at him.

Bloody blossoms burst across his body, yet he still charged forward without regard for his life, tearing his enemies apart with his claws and fangs.

The moment Lin Feng sensed his Mental Imprint, he immediately gave him an order.

"John Cena, fall back!"

Lin Feng's command struck straight into his soul. John Cena froze for a moment, then his eyes widened at once.

That Martial God from the Northern Continent, the one who had planted a Mental Imprint in him, was actually contacting him through it.

The two continents were separated by an unknown distance. How could the Martial God possibly contact him?

This had to be an illusion, right?

Lin Feng gave the order again. "Fall back immediately!"

A stabbing pain shot through John Cena's mind. This finally snapped him fully awake, and he hurriedly obeyed Lin Feng's command.

He ran into the city on all fours, ignoring the battle at the gate entirely.

John Cena's two werewolf companions glanced back at him but paid him no heed. Driven by a frenzied force, they continued fighting.

After returning to the city, John Cena found a safe room and changed back into