CH 289

We are bit.ly/3iBfjkV, find us on google.

A snow-white frost hound, its body bristling with icicles, hung its head low, showing no intention of resistance. Its crystal-clear frosty form was undeniably beautiful and dazzling, yet at this moment, it could not hide the helplessness in its eyes.

Near The Tyrant Wolf Savage, stood some Demon Barbarians.

The most eye-catching among them was a giant eagle, its body enveloped in flames. Within the fire, its black feathers gleamed as if forged from metal. Compared to its appearance in the first corridor, the flames on Eagle Flame had diminished, but they had become more condensed.

Behind The Tyrant stood a little giant, twice the height of a man, with a dragon's head and a human body, surrounded by a halo of vital energy—it was Long Ridge.

Besides him, there were four other Demon Barbarians, either saints' sons or from saintly tribes.

...