64 Instant Kill Of An Eighth Grade Demonic Beast

The eagle sent a telepathic message to the Silver Moon Wolf.

"What's going on?"

"How the hell should I know?"

"Previously, we had an agreement to fight against the Black Panther King together. After you left, I discovered that someone was coveting my place, so I released my aura to intimidate the other party and scare him a little... Who would have thought that he would attack my nest instead!"

The Silver Moon Wolf was filled with grievance. Its tail had been chopped off.

The loss of its tail was minimal. The damage wasn't severe, but it was extremely insulting.

How could the mighty Silver Moon King's tail be cut off? How could it endure this?

It was only a few hundred meters away, and it was just glaring at him.

Damn it, was there a need to be so impulsive?

"Join hands and deal with him. I'll give you his corpse. His knife... I'll take it."