Finally seeing that his pack cannot overwhelm the group of warriors, the leader werewolf, who seemed to have reached the Eternal God realm, made his move.
A low, wild growl rumbled from his throat like thunder echoing in a deep cavern. The air around him twisted as violent energy erupted from his massive body. His blood-red claws gleamed with killing intent, and a suffocating pressure spread across the battlefield.
"Grrraaaaahhh!"
With a single step, the ground beneath his feet shattered into a web of countless cracks. His speed was terrifying—one instant he stood behind his pack, the next he was in front of the human warriors, tearing through the air like a crimson streak of death.
Seeing this, the middle-stage eternal god of sacred light stepped forward to intercept the werewolf leader.
A blinding golden light flared around him as holy energy surged like a tidal wave. He stepped forward without hesitation, planting his foot down with the force of a descending sun.
