The Battle of Monsters

The big long mouth of the giant silver wolf let out a grin, silver strands of saliva falling down constantly, and those big gleaming pupils showed the truest nature of a wild beast.

The silver-white moon reflected in those pupils, and Xie Tong's image could be seen clearly in those pupils.

Crunch…

The big silver wolf took a step forward and stepped on a dry branch, making a crunching sound.

Xie Tong's veins tensed, and he suddenly said to the people around, "Prepare!"

Everyone did not say anything but they silently prepared their offensive stances, preparing to face the upcoming deadly battle.

It was useless to say anything now. No one expected this wolf to transform on the full moon.