Qianye had no real intention of letting Bloodbeard go. After leaving Southern Blue, he immediately circled around the city and chased after the fleeing werewolf. Although chances of catching up to him weren’t that high, he might be traveling slower due to his entourage.

Qianye ran at full speed, traveling even faster than most airships. He had soon circled around and was running toward the northeast.

After several dozen kilometers of chasing, the stench of werewolf blood assaulted Qianye’s senses. He immediately turned in a different direction and followed the scent to arrive at a battlefield.

There was blood everywhere in the wilderness, so much so that they had accumulated into small puddles. Dozens of werewolf carcasses were strewn across the place. They had been chopped up into bits and pieces without so much as a single intact corpse. Bloodbeard was on his knees at the center of this massacre, gazing forward with dispirited eyes.

“Arachne, so it’s the arachne…” He muttered to himself before collapsing to the ground.

After his large body fell down,...