Center of the battlefield.
Deep pit.
Accompanied by a massive explosion, the entire battlefield fell silent for a moment.
The warriors instinctively directed their gazes toward the source of the sound—the deep pit over one hundred and fifty meters in diameter.
In their line of sight, a towering figure carrying a motionless Blood Wolf carcass on its back leaped out of the pit.
The towering figure was drenched in blood, its gray fur fluttering in the wind, a body covered in mangled flesh, shriveled and withered muscles, with one arm broken—a bleak appearance as if the flame of life was about to extinguish.
Bryan looked around and saw the war nearing its victorious end. He let out a sigh of relief.....though the victory of this war seemed inevitable.
When his will could no longer hold, Bryan's consciousness blurred instantly, and he fell to the ground.
Just as he collapsed, three Healing Techniques were cast upon Bryan and the Blood Wolf's bodies.
