In a patch of woods in the northwest, Lan Lu was hiding near the edge of a cliff, looking at the tall man who was standing on the cliff.
The man was looking down the cliff expressionlessly. If there were not a strong energy wave surrounding him and shredding everything within the area thirty meters around him, one might think that he was just a normal man.
The level-eight mutated beast was a Eurasian wolf, the wolf king, and following behind it were hundreds of mutated wolves. All the wolves had their sharp eyes fixed on the man on the cliff.
The wolf king was purely black; its hair were long, looking shiny and soft and fluffy. Under the sunlight, its black hair had a beautiful luster. Its two ears stood straight up and its tail almost reached the ground. It was muscular, with very strong limbs; its sharp claws were sparkling dangerously.
It was craving energy. Apparently, the wolf king eagerly wanted to level-nine man’s energy nucleus.
Those rocket bombs were one-time only. However, each of them could be as effective as an attack launched by a level-eight superpower possessor.
