Chapitre 102: Situation critical

About two hours later…

Snort… grunt…

In the distance, the ground trembled with the sound of countless beasts stampeding, accompanied by the low, sharp squeals of the Razorbeasts. The pressure in the air was palpable.

Roar…

The Abyss Dragon let out a deep, guttural roar, its voice tearing through the air and overpowering the Razorbeasts' cries. The beast horde in the distance momentarily fell into chaos.

From his vantage point atop a tower, Orion could see everything clearly. The Razorbeasts, sensing the Abyss Dragon's overwhelming presence, had begun to split off. The ones at the front of the horde were veering to the sides of Moonshadow Valley.

However, the Razorbeasts further back, unaware of the danger ahead, continued charging forward. By the time they sensed the Abyss Dragon's aura, it was too late—some were being pushed forward by the sheer force of the horde behind them.

Roar…