Kill the Two-Headed Wolf

"Impossible!"

The two-headed wolf's incredulous roar echoed through the entire slum.

Monn frowned, feeling that the noise was extremely loud.

In order to not let it disturb the people, Monn held the holy sword and walked towards the two-headed wolf step by step.

Monn was getting closer and closer.

The two-headed wolf saw Monn's indifferent gaze and could not help but take a step back.

After it realized what it just did, it was ashamed, angry, and scared.

The two wolf heads quickly turned, their eyes looking for a way to escape

It no longer had any fighting spirit.

That terrifying sword shattered its will.

If that sword had not slashed at its claws, but at its body...

Thinking of that scene, it shivered deeply.

It could not win!

It definitely could not win!

Run! Run quickly!

An endless desire to survive filled its brain.