Kapitel 67: Sending a God on His Way?

Outside the imperial city, the werewolves' attacks had all come to a halt.

They could feel that the imperial city contained an incomparably terrifying and enormous amount of magic. As long as they got close, they would be swallowed up, leaving no bones behind.

The werewolves on the plains had never been afraid of anything. Even if they died, they would still die on the road of charging.

But at this moment, they were all afraid.

Very quickly, the momentum of the million werewolves charging dispersed instantly. They all turned around on the spot. Because there were too many of them, the entire scene was extremely chaotic.

If the Faroe Kingdom's army charged at these million werewolves at this time, they would definitely be beaten.

"Ultimate mage?"

On the high platform of the wolf clan's military camp, the Sky Wolf King's entire body trembled, and his face revealed an expression of disbelief.