Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
"Ahhhh~!"
Cries of agony arose. Mo Fan glanced at the enemy and saw some of the Battlemages had been caught by the White-Marked Wolves. The White-Marked Wolves knew how to work together, and kept attacking the Mages that were isolated. Each tear and bite would dye the sand red.
"Damn it, kill that Summoner!" a Mage with a brown afro resembling a lion shouted angrily.
The Enormous White Wolves' defense was outstanding, and a few among them were almost as strong as Commander-level creatures. The rest were all in the Advancing Period of the Warrior-level. It was difficult to kill them without a group of Mages constantly attacking them with spells.
I admit I totally forgot about that energy converting toy of his, too.