On the five mountains where the Demoness Bandit Gang was located.
Watson was on the Golden Flash as he floated on the side of the central peak. He counted the magical beasts that he had fused.
Twenty thousand bronze-tier magical beasts were on the ground. There were five thousand silver-tier magical beasts as well as the two-winged ligers. All of them circled the sky.
Just like human warriors would develop combat aura wings when they reached silver-tier, magical beasts would also grow wings when they reached silver-tier. Those with wings might not necessarily be silver-tier magical beasts, but silver-tier magical beasts would definitely have wings.
"Young Master Watson, when are we going to attack?"
Allen led 20 Blackmoon Knights; they were on two-winged ligers, and they stayed beside Watson to protect him. Sven was next to him and a group of manor owners who were shouting loudly.
