389: C389 Wings of Heaven Shrouding

C389 Wings of Heaven Shrouding

"Cough …"

The old Lion King coughed out a mouthful of blood. He looked at the second prince in disbelief, his eyes wide open.

He was the oldest great warrior of the eighth step! In the Wilderness, it was already considered the highest level of combat power.

But how could he accept the reality that he had been defeated in a single punch?

Just as the second prince retracted his fist, he was caught by the old Lion King. He frowned and looked at the old Lion King in confusion.

With his heart pierced, even a warrior of the eighth step would suffer a fatal injury. What was the old lion trying to do, to be so persistent?

"Brat …" Just what realm are you in? "

The old Lion King grabbed the Second Prince's arm tightly as he asked with widened eyes.

"Have you heard of the Spirit Level? Old thing? "

The Second Prince looked at him and laughed softly.

"Spirit level!"

The old Lion King was stunned before feeling relieved.

"Rank eight and above, the legendary realm. Hehe, no wonder …"

The old Lion King laughed bitterly and gently released the second prince's hand. His pupils gradually dilated.

The Second Prince could no longer hear what he said at the end, he could only hear the clucking sound of his throat being blocked by blood.

The second prince sneered as he reached out to pick up the old Lion King's corpse. Following that, he walked to the top of the hill and lifted the old Lion King up high.

"Stinky lions!" Your king is dead! Do you want to continue fighting? "Hahahaha!"

The Second Prince laughed maniacally. His maniacal attitude made people tremble in fear.

Many of the lion-men had personally witnessed the scene on the slope.

The old Lion King was the War God in the lion-man's heart, the number one warrior in the entire lion-man race.

However, when the War God in their hearts was instantly killed in front of their eyes, the fighting spirit in the lion-men's hearts instantly collapsed.

As the saying goes, capturing the thief first and capturing the king was quite reasonable.

The lion man army that had been full of fighting spirit suddenly turned into a flock of wilted chickens.

"Don't panic! Even if the King is dead, our army will still have overwhelming power! "

In the midst of their panic, there were still a few high-ranking officers among the lion-kind who did not lose their composure.

They were trying their best to maintain the order of the troops, so that the lion man army wouldn't be defeated in an instant.

"Haha, army? Possess the strength? Hahaha! Then I'll show you what a real army is like! "

The Tigerman Prince laughed out loud and placed his hand on his lips, whistling loudly.

The sharp and drawn-out sound was carried by the wind very, very far.

Whether it was the Lion Alliance or the Tigerman army, neither of them dared to act rashly.

Everyone held their breath, waiting to see what the second prince's actions had meant.0

The wind began to blow on the battlefield.

Accompanying the wind was the loud sound of flapping wings as they entered the battlefield.

The entire battlefield quickly turned dark, as if a large black cloud was covering the top of their heads.

The Lionman Alliance soldiers couldn't help but look up. They were so scared that their legs felt sore, and many of them collapsed on the ground.

The thing that could obscure the light was not a black cloud.

What covered the sky and blotted out the sun, even the sun, could not penetrate, were countless wings.

In the sky, countless winged monsters were flying.

Their bodies were huge and the smallest was three meters tall. Their entire bodies were covered with dense scales, making them look extremely fierce.

"Evil Dragon!"

Some of the Lion Warriors could not help but shout out.

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