章 450: Mine To Bear!

Wildlands, Skysilver Tribe.

Like the Great Wall, a similar situation was occurring to the low-rank beast tribe.

Millions of Wingrats roamed the plains and swarmed the tribe suddenly after a section of the earth collapsed, exposing the underground world underneath.

Boom!

A powerful tail swept away hundreds of frenzied Wingrats before they could draw close to Skysilver, the Beast King of the Skysilver Tribe.

The Rank 1 Transcendent Iron-tailed Wolf stood proudly on the top of its hill, gazing into the distant west while tides of rats surrounded its tribe.

Skysilver simply paid no attention to the nearby rats attacking it.

Its three iron tails formed an impregnable line of defense that cannot be breached. No matter how hard the Wingrats try to cross the line, they were swept away all the same.

The Wingrats was incapable of harming the beast king.

Even so, the same cannot be said for the rest of the Skysilver Tribe.