128 The Descent of the Demon

Preston.

On the battlefield between the werewolves and humans.

The scroll emitting endless black fog tugged at everyone's attention.

The four werewolves who Morris used as sacrifices seemed to have traveled through space and were sucked into the scroll by the owner of the hand.

"Crunch Crunch Crunch!"

The sound of chewing came out from the scroll.

The faces of everyone present changed,

they imagined what had happened.

Especially the werewolves.

When they thought of the werewolves being chewed, they felt even more terrified.

They felt like they were being treated as food.

Even Morris didn't look too good.

Before, they had treated humans as food.

But today, they suddenly became someone else's food.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

Zach was even more terrified.

He was somewhat glad that he had given the scroll to Morris.

Otherwise, he would have to face such a creature.