The Wolf Lord has arrived!
The Wolf Pack elites have arrived as well!
At this moment, this unmatched aura from the heavens swept across the battlefield, completely reversing the original situation!
All Apocalyptic-level and above War Generals of the Theological Alliance who could still break free from this binding aura started to flee desperately.
But just as they moved, the Godspeed Golden Eagle let out a cry. Surrounding it flashed the presences of nine Primordial Behemoths, each one not inferior to the avatars of the Evil Mandala and even surpassing them slightly.
The nine Primordial Behemoths separated and, with a speed even an Ancestral Species could hardly identify, spread to all directions to hunt down the fleeing War Generals of the Theological Alliance!
Boom!
The nine transformed Primordial Behemoths didn't even have to make a move. The rampant wind alone shredded countless fleeing Apocalyptic-level War Generals into pieces on the spot.
