After all the wild beasts in the mountain paid homage to the new king, they retreated down the mountain like a tide under the command of the White Wolf King.
This time, these wild beasts were no longer trapped at the foot of the mountain, but continued to retreat all the way, and then disappeared in all directions.
The White Wolf King dispersed all the gathered beasts. During this process, it just sat on Morgan's body, like a bloody king, majestic and imposing.
The White Wolf King turned his head and looked at Jack, a complicated look in his blood-red eyes.
"You've already escaped, why are you running back?"
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