Chapter 1768: Studying on the Battlefield

"Before chaos, every intelligent being is a natural ally."

Looking at the rotten flesh and twisted limbs rapidly turning into dust inside the holy fire, Ophra sheathed her sword and spoke to the werewolf warrior that was trying to get up.

"These monsters are tougher than I imagined." The werewolf warrior huffed and puffed as his wounds were visibly healing, but due to the corruption taint, the healing process was extremely painful, and even the usually stoic werewolf grimaced. "Seems that letting your people into the sacred mountain was right... Our tribe alone can never win against these blasted monsters."