Chapter 228: The Iron Behemoth VS The Beastman Army, 100,000 Gold Pucks Well Spent (Long Chapter)

Boom—

Cap Lion, deep in slumber, was abruptly awoken by a tremendous noise.

It felt as though the earth was shaking and the mountains were toppling.

Cap jolted awake, his eyes flashing with a glint of cold light.

What's happened??

He rolled over, donned his armor in record time, and stepped out of his dwelling, the cold and piercing light of his dwarf-forged longsword gleaming in his hand.

Standing outside, he cast his gaze into the distance.

Due to the thick fog above Dwarf Valley, moonlight couldn't penetrate the valley, leaving it very dim, and even though Beastmen possessed some night vision, they still couldn't make out what was happening afar in such an environment.

He could only rely on the faint light of torches and magic lamps to peer into the distance—not able to see the source of the noise but vaguely sensing a massive figure sweeping across the sky.

It was like a demon from the abyss, terrifying and spine-chilling.

Dang~ Dang~ Dang~