The Lion King's Submission!

The night was quiet.

However, it was not calm.

The corpses of those giant strange fish emitted a strong smell of blood that quietly filled the surrounding forest.

Some animals in the forest and Central Plains were hiding in their caves and eager to attack.

However, the lion's powerful aura made them not dare to act rashly.

The mixed fur lion king lay on the ground, its face covered in blood as it raised its head. Its gaze passed through the dense canopy and looked at the vaguely visible silver moon in the night sky, looking absent-minded.

Blood flowed all over the ground.

The pain in his wound gradually turned numb.

He seemed to have accepted the reality of death. He no longer had fear or panic, and was calm and indifferent.

The three lions lay beside him and protected him silently.

Obviously, they also knew that their king was calmly waiting for the last moment to arrive.