Killing The Heaven's Favourite of The Werewolf Race

Pfft!

Lucien's figure retreated explosively and spat out mouthfuls of blood mist. The sound of bones cracking came from his body. His internal organs were all shaken. If it weren't for the silver moon shining from the sky, his injuries would definitely be more serious. However, under the silver moon, he was still recovering rapidly.

"All troops, listen up! Myriad Wolves Howl!"

Lucien let out a shrill roar.

Oww!

The tens of thousands of Wolf Cavalry did not hesitate to obey the order. They looked at the silver moon in the void and howled.

The howls of wolves shook the sky and filled the world. The Mount Wolves knelt on the ground, and the Werewolves bowed to the silver moon and howled at the moon.