Xiao Qian clenched his fists, his attention fixed entirely on the Magic Wolf before him.
Every muscle in his body was taut, every cell poised for the coming battle of life and death.
The Third-Rank Magic Wolf seemed to sense the resolute aura radiating from Xiao Qian. It lowered its head slightly, a series of deep growls rumbling in its throat, as though threatening him-or preparing for its next attack.
Its blood-red eyes stared fixedly at Xiao Qian like two blazing flames, ready to devour the enemy before it at any moment.
The tension had reached a suffocating extreme.
Everyone could feel the storm about to break.
"Awooo!"
The Third-Rank Magic Wolf let out another earthshaking roar, a sound that seemed to pierce the soul and make every heart tremble.
Then it opened its cavernous, bloodstained maw. The blood-red light gathering inside burned more fiercely than before as it unleashed every ounce of power in its body without restraint.
In the blink of an eye, masses of blood filled the sky and rained down toward Xiao Qian once more.
Those densely packed masses of blood were like deadly meteors, hurtling forward with the momentum to destroy everything.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Not content with that, the Magic Wolf surged forward, its massive body charging wildly at Xiao Qian. It moved like racing thunder, leaving deep footprints in the ground wherever it passed.
Together, the blood barrage and the Magic Wolf's charge sealed off every possible avenue of escape, trapping Xiao Qian within a net without a single gap.
This time, Xiao Qian could no longer dodge as he had before. He had to face the tidal wave of attacks head-on.
What a cunning beast!
Xiao Qian cursed inwardly, his brows drawn tightly together like two mountain peaks crushing against one another.