Chapter 083: Man, King of Ten Thousand Beasts!

The battle of attrition was underway.

The Werewolf that the Mysterious Wizard had transformed into was pursuing Richard from behind, without using any Support Magic, yet merely its physical superiority allowed it to sustain bursts of speed far exceeding that of a normal human for long periods. Instead of catching up and attacking Richard directly, it seemed intent on wearing him down in this manner, aiming to exhaust Richard to death, miring him in despair before killing him.

Richard kept running ahead, just running, his body enveloped in multiple layers of "Wind Light Spirit," enabling him to perform movements that defied common sense, crossing barriers like a nimble spirit, managing to put a little more distance between himself and the Werewolf each time.

After maintaining this frantic pace for a while, Richard started to take deep breaths, sweat pouring out, but his speed did not change.