356 Cold Hearted

"Sir, where are we going now?" The Draconic Beastman was in high spirits, both hands gripping onto Carnage as the runes danced all over his body. With a bunch of mercenaries following him, that feeling was simply too invigorating, the Draconic Beast had never felt so great...

"Go have a chat with Syudos," Lin Yun unhappily answered with a dark look on his face.

"Eh?"

"Eh what? Hurry up and shake them off, you think you are a Heaven Sword Saint that can go through thousands of Frost Wolves? Look at your surroundings, there are more and more Frost Wolves, there will be a few thousand by the time they surround us, that's enough to kill ten of you…" 

"No way…" The originally high-spirited Draconic Beastman became clear-headed after Lin Yun poured cold water over him. He looked around and he almost pissed his pants. Countless Frost Wolves were rushing over at them, stepping over the bodies of their fallen pack members.