Long Live the King!

"Whoosh…"

A cold wind howled and killing intent approached!

The saber-toothed tiger narrowed its eyes and slowly stood up.

His roar did not summon his brother, but his enemy.

He had chased all the way here from under the huge tree. Clearly, this young lion, who he thought was small and weak previously, was determined to get his life.

He admitted that he had misjudged and underestimated the enemy.

This little thing's strength and courage really exceeded his expectations.

However, if this little thing wanted to kill him like this, it would be too naive and laughable.

Even if he was seriously injured, he was still invincible!

The humiliation and pain from before made him even more fierce and powerful!

"Roar!"

A roar resounded through the night!

The saber-toothed tiger pounced forward and swung its remaining half of its still huge and terrifying claws!

"Bang!"