Bazel had already charged halfway with his sword drawn when Sally, standing behind Mai Ge, flashed a blue light on her hand, ready to strike. Meanwhile, Yabemia, standing behind them, hurled the tray over everyone's heads, hurtling towards the werewolf.
"Bang!"
The werewolf, who raised its claws toward Mai Ge, was struck in the face by a black folding chair that came hurtling towards it. Its eerie wolf head was deformed and then it was instantly slapped away. In mid-air, a tray that flew sideways smashed off half of its fangs, and it crashed to the ground ten meters away.
"With me here, who dares to hurt Boss Mai!"
The figure that arrived like a fiery meteorite subsided slightly, revealing Sargeras, who stood in front of Mai Ge, carrying a black folding chair in one hand, exuding an air of dominance.
Red lava flowed through the cracks, and the air was scorched, producing a faint white mist. The towering Sargeras stood out in the darkness like a blazing torch, catching the eye.
"Hmm?" Mai Ge looked at Sargeras, who was standing protectively in front of him, with a hint of surprise and oddness in his eyes. The main reason he had let Amy stand in front of Xi Xi earlier was that he had already seen Yulian there, and Sally was standing behind him. These werewolves, whose strength was obviously only level four or five, could not pose any danger to them.
But he didn't expect that the first to make a move would be Sargeras, who suddenly appeared and slapped the werewolf away with a folding chair. The scene moved Mai Ge a little, but when he thought of the slogans they had shouted earlier, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"For The Rou Jia Mo? What kind of slogan is this?!" Mai Ge was thinking a million "f**k you"s, and for a moment he didn't know where to even begin to complain.
However, now that Sargeras had intervened and Yulian was there to oversee the situation, the sudden battle that had broken out today was ultimately a close call, and he felt much more at ease.
"It...it was actually sent flying!"
"Isn't that the lava demon who comes to the restaurant for Rou Jia Mo everyday? I never imagined he was so powerful!"
"No wonder Boss Mai wasn't flustered at all and didn't take those werewolves seriously. It turns out he had such a trump card up his sleeve."
The customers in the restaurant stared at this scene, their mouths agape in astonishment.
For regular customers, Sargeras is no stranger. After all, he always brings his own chair when he comes to eat, and he only orders Rou Jia Mo. While eating, he is all on fire, so it's hard for anyone not to remember him.
He usually behaved very honestly and kindly in the restaurant, only sitting at the entrance, and often instructing the two lava demons who came with him to eat quietly.
Unexpectedly, his strength was so great after entering battle mode, and his moves were clean and swift. The slap on the werewolf's face seemed to release all the pent-up anger in everyone's hearts at once, a satisfying and exhilarating release.
"Boss Mai is indeed not simple." Everyone's gaze finally fell on Mai Ge, who was standing calmly at the restaurant entrance, holding a cleaver.
This composure in the face of a collapsing mountain is not something everyone possesses.
"A level seven peak lava demon." Sally looked at Sargeras's back, the blue light in her hand dissipating. She had already made a clear judgment in her mind. In that case, there was no need for her to take action. She turned her gaze to Xi Xi lying at the door, and silently recited a few incantations. A light blue light landed on her lower abdomen, and the red light on the wound quickly faded away, and the bleeding gradually stopped.
"Wow...that's amazing." Yabemia stared at Sargeras's back, her mouth agape. She hadn't expected this demon, who usually seemed so friendly to her, to be so powerful, sending the werewolf flying in a single blow.
"Wow, Big Bald Head, you're so awesome!" Amy poked her head out from behind Mai Ge and said happily.
"Hehe, dealing with a few little werewolves is no problem." Sargeras turned around and smiled honestly, a little flattered, as if this was the first time Little Boss had praised him. His gaze swept over the werewolves who had subconsciously taken a few steps back, and he grinned, waving his hand at Kiel and the others who were charging straight at them engulfed in flames, and said: "Burning Legion, attack!"
"For The Rou Jia Mo!"
Kiel and the others roared in unison, brandishing their spiked clubs, black iron rods, and other weapons as they charged towards the werewolves.
"Awooo!"
Undeterred, the werewolves howled and charged towards the Burning Legion, brandishing their claws, and collided with them with a deafening roar.
Claws clashed with weapons, producing sharp, piercing sounds. Blood and lava splattered everywhere, accompanied by muffled thuds, and the battle instantly descended into chaos.
"There are quite a few busybodies in this place. Who gave you the courage to provoke my werewolf warriors?" Anselm swatted away the big bear that Lu Lu had transformed into with a single paw.
Lu Lu, which had flown several meters, transformed back into human form, his entire body stained with blood and riddled with terrifying, pitted wounds. He lay on his back on the ground, making hoarse sounds in his throat, and turned his head to look in the direction of the restaurant entrance, trying to find Xi Xi's figure.
"Probably... the Rou Jia Mo." Sargeras grinned, carrying the iron chair in one hand, and strode towards Anselm, each step leaving a lava crater in the ground.
"You're asking for death!" Anselm sneered, also taking large strides towards Sargeras, its hands outstretched, half meter long red claws appearing somewhat eerie in the moonlight, slashing towards Sargeras's neck.
"Get lost!" Sargeras shouted, and without any fancy moves, he hurled the folding chair he was carrying directly at Anselm's face, creating a whooshing sound.
The red claws struck the iron chair first. Claws capable of easily piercing the thick hide of a big bear could only leave a trail of sparks and a clattering sound as the folded chair surface slammed into Anselm's face with undiminished force.
"Bang!"
The werewolf, who was over three meters tall, was thrown backward as if it had been hit head on by a truck, crashing heavily five meters away and creating a large crater in the ground.
"Who gave you the courage to lay a hand on Boss Mai?" Sargeras carried a chair toward Anselm, who was struggling to its feet, his voice filled with sarcasm.
Although both are at level seven, but he has been at level seven for decades, and with all the Rou Jia Mo he has eaten recently, breaking through to level eight is probably just a matter of eating a hundred or two hundred Rou Jia Mo.
This is why Sargeras called the Rou Jia Mo "Sacred Rou Jia Mo"—they could become stronger simply by eating it. Could there be an easier way?
In this world, only Mai Ge can make such a Rou Jia Mo, so his safety is related to the hope of the Lava Clan's revival.
These guys attacked Boss Mai, intending to extinguish the Lava Clan's hope.
These enemies must die!
Sargeras's expression turned exceptionally cold.