"Kill, defend the city gate!"
Seeing the situation, Yu Meng immediately shouted and urged everyone towards the City Gate.
At this moment, a large dark shadow suddenly fell fiercely from the high altitude, carrying a violent wind with it.
"Quickly, scatter!"
Yu Meng shouted and leapt to the left.
Shen Luo rolled to the other side, narrowly avoiding the attack while clutching the Small Thunder Talisman in his palm.
But the dark figure was too fast and still several people failed to avoid it.
A sound of crushing bones rang through the air, and those who were hit spat out mouthfuls of fresh blood. They lost consciousness without even a scream, their life and death unknown.
The descending dark figure was a huge black wolf with a broken forepaw hanging at an odd angle on its body. The skin at the broken end was torn, revealing a chilling white leg bone.
