The six mercenary corps were indeed strong. Even a terrifying magical beast like the Firewolf had failed to bring them much damage. There were no more than ten corpses on the ground, and most of them were low-level adventurers. The Firewolves came in packs of hundreds, so it could be said to be a complete victory for the mercenary corps in eliminating them with such losses.
But Lin Li dared not be negligent in the slightest. It wasn't a good thing that the Firewolves were hanging around the woods. This meant that the magical beasts on the Fire Plume Ridge had been thoroughly enraged by the invaders—the six mercenary corps. He clearly remembered that there were no traces of life in the woods when he came yesterday afternoon, but today, a pack of Firewolves suddenly appeared here…
Since the Firewolves could run freely, other magical beasts could also appear in areas where they should not appear…