Even though the large Tibetan chieftain monkeys were urging them, they only dared to take a symbolic step forward and stood on the spot while trembling.
After seeing so many companions being easily killed by the four giant wolves, even with the wisdom of the small Tibetan chieftain monkeys, they could also see clearly.
The path ahead was not a path of survival at all. Instead, it was the entrance to the meat grinder. Once they stepped in, they would be declared dead.
Whether they retreated or advanced, there was only the choice of death. This was also the reason why they stopped.
“Roar! !”
A rough roar sounded. An elite-level large Tibetan chieftain monkey stepped out, as if to vent the anger in its heart, or to dispel the inexplicable fear.
It picked up the iron rod in its hand and suddenly hit the frightened small Tibetan chieftain monkey.
“Crack...”
The sound of flesh shattering rang out. The Iron Rod was lifted again, and the top of it was stained with blood and fur.
