The Silver Night King

"Grrr…"

A low growl came within the myriad of blue lightning bolts as a pair of mystical blue eyes emerged from within.

Bamir's lips parted with a shocked look as if he couldn't believe what was happening before him.

He never expected Viktor's werewolf form to be so big and powerful. Just the aura coming from seemed so heavy and immeasurable, he couldn't believe this was a mortal. And the lightning bolts seemed as if the heavens came crashing down on hell in rage.

As the lightning bolts slowly disappeared, everyone saw Viktor's werewolf form, which was a whopping ten meters in height, almost touching the ceiling, and everyone, including Bamir, had to raise their heads to look at this gigantic figure standing on its hind legs. They all looked so small compared to him.

He had beautiful silver fur that was as radiant as moonlight, fangs that not only looked deadly but looked sharp enough to easily crush a man into pieces with his powerful jaws.