The Crumbling Line of Defense

"Heavens, what kind of magical beast is this?!"

"This aura is too terrifying. It doesn't feel like it's a three-circle creature anymore."

"So many shadows! This is ridiculous!"

In the campsite, all the warlocks stared with wide eyes, their hearts filled with fear. The magic beast in front of them did not belong to them, but its aura was ridiculously high.

The magical beasts weren't any better!

The weak magical beasts were even trembling, and even those third-circle beasts were staring at Hydra as if they did not understand when such a powerful magical beast had arrived!

"What the hell is that?!"

Sancher stood on the ground and looked at the giant snake on the mountain opposite him.

He could even clearly see the cold eyes of the giant snake, as well as the huge snake-like body that was wrapped around the tree.