Second Innate ability

Suddenly the empower lion King would laugh.

"HAHAHAHHAA!"

The lion's laughter was ragged, hoarse, but unyielding. It echoed across the silent savanna, eerie and defiant.

Even as its body trembled, barely standing under its own weight, it exuded a terrifying willpower that refused to bow.

White foam dripped from its massive jaws, muscles quivering, eyes wild with madness.

It should have been at death's door, its body struggling under the venom coursing through its veins, but instead, it moved forward, step by agonizing step.

"Haha… HAHAHA! I am the King of this land! You think mere trickery will defeat me?! This will not fall easily!!!" the lion roared, its golden mane, now drenched in sweat, sticking to its powerful shoulders.

Wei Long clicked his tongue.

This beast was stubborn. He had already pumped it full of toxins that could fell a hundred beasts, yet it still moved, still fought, as if sheer will alone could defy death.