Amidst the collapsing buildings and swirling dust clouds, the hundred-zhang Qilin Wolf, clad in scale armor, loomed like a mountain. The sound waves emanating from its maw continued to decimate the still-intact streets surrounding the Government Office.
Everything happened too abruptly.
In the battle against Mu Nuo, the people within the Government Office were already at the end of their rope. After Xu Yuan awoke and led Mu Nuo away, they finally had a brief respite to tend to the wounded and bury the dead. And it was at this moment that the Qilin Wolf suddenly went berserk behind them.
Looking up at the giant wolf howling at the moon before him, Sizi Jing tried to rise but found that he was so weak he couldn't even move a finger.
He was too weak.
Yet, upon realizing this fact, Sizi Jing instead felt a sense of serenity.
In this battle of Saints, he had already done all he could. What followed would be up to fate.
