"Brother Song, look quick, that's the Mutated giant snow wolf! It's as tall as a six-story building!" Qin Lang's pupils constricted as he raised his gun and fired at the nearest Snow Wolf.
"Ratatat!" Bullets flew from the chamber, piercing the Snow Wolf's chest, but they seemed to sink into mud, leaving no trace whatsoever.
Instead, the Snow Wolf, pained, bared its fangs and charged towards the entrance with blood-red eyes.
"Puchi!!"
Jiang Yan, lifted into midair by Hua Bao's transparent Vine, thrust her sword with blood grooves straight into the Snow Wolf's neck!
The cold wind howled, and snow filled the sky.
"Awoo!"
Accompanied by the Snow Wolf's painful howl, Jiang Yan's wrist, holding the hilt of the sword, spun flexibly, and warm, foul-smelling blood instantly gushed out.
The temperature was so low that before the droplets of blood could hit the ground, they had already turned into dazzling red gems in mid-air.