Once caught in that trap, its fate will be even more terrifying than that of the old Dog King.
Erica's refining technique must have advanced further, becoming even more cruel and exquisite.
"No, I absolutely cannot repeat the mistakes of the former Dog King!"
The Dog King curled its body tighter, dozens of strong tentacles hugging closely.
The majestic Time Hound King, at this moment, looked more like a curled-up caterpillar.
The flow of time around sensed its fear, starting to become more chaotic and unstable.
"Forget about them, even if that young wizard kills a few more, or even dozens of hounds, I can raise new ones again.
The reproductive ability of Time Hounds isn't particularly bad, as long as they are given enough time, the population can always recover."
"But if I die, then truly nothing remains."
This consideration out of survival instinct provided a rational excuse for the Dog King's fear.
"I must hide deeper…"
