A black-furred wolf jumped through the open-cracked ground and immediately darkened the sky with its pitch-black fur. The wolf was as big as the tallest mountain, as long as the most populated city, and powerful enough to make even gods feel fear.
"What the hell is this beast?" Garmagello staggered backward as the wolf's paw was only ten meters away, but it looked like it was right in front of him. Even when bending his head backward, he couldn't see the head of the enormous wolf.
This was the first time he had felt this small.
Arthur and the gods felt stunned and couldn't comprehend the wolf's enormous height.
"We should leave." Loki slowly backed off from the enormous wolf. "Right now, unless you want to die."
"What about the demons?" Arthur asked as he slowly backed off from the wolf.
"This big boy loves the taste of demons." Loki said with a twitch of his lip. "That's how he's been "programmed" since his birth."
