บท 749: Crippled

The calm voice sounded like the arctic wind from the far north, causing chills amongst Hounds when they heard it.

As their comrades died off one by one without a single sound, it finally made the notorious Hounds feel a sense of fear.

When the voice sounded again and again, it increased the fear endlessly.

"Ninth!"

"Tenth!"

After two more bodies fell to the ground and were heard by the survivors, the Hounds had lost half of their members.

The Hounds started to panic.

From the moment they joined the Elder Council and became one of the Twenty Hounds, they had never encountered such a scenario before.

Every battle in the past, they would kill their targets with absolute advantages, and now it was the exact opposite.

The strangeness of the feeling made the Hounds even more anxious and doubtful.

Each of them stood still in their original locations and carefully put up their respective defenses.