Yuanmeng Grasslands of Huaxia.
This place, which has inherited thousands of years of history, once nurtured a brilliant civilization that almost influenced the entire world, has ushered in a catastrophe!
On the vast grasslands, cattle and sheep perished en masse.
The pasture was completely exhausted.
Even the soil was sliced into pieces!
Boom!
A gigantic figure crashed down from the sky, flipping over the ground turf for dozens of meters, creating a massive pit!
"Awoo..."
The figure roared at the sky.
It was a werewolf, but this werewolf had two heads, and its fur was a golden yellow!
Boom boom boom!
Missiles exploded around the two-headed giant wolf, even on its body, but they couldn't inflict any harm!
In the distant sky, four figures stood in the void, gazing toward the two-headed giant wolf.
"Ban Shan, it seems today is the day we meet our end."
"We should have died on the day of the blood sacrifice catastrophe!"
