Chapitre 519: Ghost Cry and Ink Wolf

"Indeed, such a long way to the Windy Nation." Next to a huge ancient tree, a man in black robes looked into the distance. Under the tree were seven dead bodies with their brains scooped out. On the side were another man and a wolf; it was indeed the wolf that was feeding on the brains. It was a red-haired wolf that had many eyes on its forehead.

"Hey, Ink Wolf! Every time I come out with you, do you have to always make a mess? Can you not feed so much to your Dream Eating Wolf?" The man in a black robe stood on the big tree said unhappily.

The man patting the wolf said lightly, "No! Humans' brains contain the necessary energy it needs, unless you can find some clam beasts."