The Captain Arrives, Seventh-Level War God!

The Preston mountains were filled with lush vegetation. Sometimes, one could see wolf kings howling at the moon. They were all wild animals.

The appearance of wild wolves on the outskirts of Preston mountains proved that the forest was recovering.

In the direction of the villas on Preston mountains, Braydon Neal held the dragon gall spear and stepped on the flying leaves. Under the moonlight, his white clothes were as white as snow, and he looked like an immortal.

Moving at a speed of 70 meters per second, this was Braydon's king-level ability.

Tristan Yandell followed closely behind, and Logan Hall bitterly laughed as he stuck out his butt to follow. However, his movement speed was far inferior to the two great figures in front of him.

Logan had also broadened his horizons by following them daily.

Sammy Dudley was injured, so he and Old Man Zito stayed behind to guard the Neal family.