Russell grabbed his beard and looked at it in disbelief. He couldn't help cursing, "What fuck! How could it be possible? Even if Andrews was an adult, he couldn't do that, could he? Wharton is not the man favored by gods, but the illegitimate son of God of Magic, right?"
He felt that his cognition was overturned this time he brought students to the dusk mountain!
The performance of Wharton was not reasonable.
Was the man favored by gods so tough?
As for Wharton, although he blocked the silver light roar, he still felt a pain in his hands. And he was pushed back by the huge impact.
He shouted, "Guys, don't stand still. Since the wolf king is back, we still have a hard battle to fight! Gordon and Hayden come and help me. Mill you three, continue to deal with the remaining ordinary silver light wolves."