Randy grabbed his wing and pulled him back, causing Danzer to wince in pain.

"Awooooo!"

"Boom!"

The two struggled for a while before stopping. Randy had a scratch on his chest, but the injury was minor and not fatal.

Danze wasn't in much better shape; his wings were scratched and bleeding profusely. As long as an orc like an eagle can't fly, it can't do anything to a ferocious land-based wolf.

Randy lowered his head, licked his lips, and the sweet, metallic taste filled his mouth, making his blood boil. He could feel something stirring within him.

Looking at Randy, Danz felt a surge of passion, but he had long forgotten his own honor in his pursuit of power.

He didn't want to lose power, so he wouldn't fight with all his might. Now that he was injured, preserving his life was the most important thing.

They have completely abandoned the dignity of the Beast King. Orcs would rather die than retreat, and a king should be even more so. Now everything has changed. Over time, they have become more inclined to seek stability.

Wolf King Yili and Lion King Shuofeng also arrived. Seeing their battle reach its climax, they ordered the orcs to hurry in and loot—in other words, they were there to scavenge; whoever got the spoils kept it.

The wolves broke through the defenses and began frantically fighting for food.

Grab whatever you see; if there's no food, grab some animal hides or herbs.

Arthur and his companions, sitting at the foot of the hill behind the mountain, heard the commotion outside growing louder and louder.

There's no way to sit idly by and wait for our doom; it will come sooner or later. When they do, they'll find that the world is no longer what it used to be, and they'll trample on us even more recklessly.

Arthur, with a heavy heart, said, "Prepare the diamond water."

The other two were already prepared, each holding the Vajra Water in their hands, ready to fight at any moment.

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