After the ceremony was over, Qianye instructed the men to clean the battlefield. The werewolves broke out in cheers as the great shaman sang the announcement. They began dancing while picking out their prey, almost as though it was a celebration of sorts.

Qianye was speechless. At this rate, the casualties would be severe if those beasts charged out in the tens of thousands. Yet, it was already a difficult task for these werewolves to remain in a military formation in battle. Cleaning up the battlefield according to military standards was too much to ask of them. Even Eiseka couldn’t quite keep his soldiers in check at this point.

Qianye had just ordered the mercenaries and human soldiers to form a defensive line when a wave of beasts charged out of the mist!

This wave wasn’t very big, but their numbers were still in the tens of thousands. Ten thousand alien monsters were akin to ten thousand elite soldiers. It wasn’t impossible for them to scatter an army several times their size amidst the chaos and disarray. At least the damage would be significant.

Qianye’s heart tightened along with his grip on East Peak, ready to step forward and...