Chapter 628: Resting and Waking Up

Somewhere in the Supernatural territory, a figure shadowed by the blazing golden bright sun leaped across the sky quickly before it landed right in the middle of a dense forest filled with tall mutated Hyperion trees. 

Instead of landing on two feet, the figure crashes and creates a crater on the ground.

Mutated birds varying in species and realms chirped in surprise before they flap their wings to flee the place, the evil aura emitted by the figure that just crashes in the middle of the forest terrifies them and made them choose to leave their homes instead of staying.

Crawling on the ground intending to use a tree trunk as a support, the figure groans in pain.

From the looks of it, the figure should be a powerful Werewolf but it has numerous injuries all over its body. Scratches, torn wounds, burn wounds, the Werewolf has every kind of wound which justifies its weakened state.