Chapter 118: Threatening with Death

Kloz wore a bitter smile as he looked at the werewolf monster, "Elder chieftain, we really did our best... We have already offered ninety percent of our essence blood to you, and the remaining essence blood is only enough to sustain life..."

"Yes, elder chieftain, we really tried our best," the other werewolves also wore faces of bitter smiles.

"In the end, it's because your essence blood is too little," the werewolf monster huffed.

"Elder chieftain, how well have you recovered your strength?" Kloz asked cautiously, "Can you break free now?"

"I'm still far from that," the werewolf monster said irritably, "I have only regained one-fifth of my strength; to destroy this formation, I need at least four-fifths of my strength."

"Ah, so much is still lacking," Kloz pondered for a moment, then said, "Elder chieftain... I have an idea, but I'm not sure if it will work..."

"What idea?" The werewolf monster glanced at Kloz.