Wolf Guild camp.
Wolf Prime sat in his seat with a dull look, looking very depressed.
He kept recalling in his mind how he was killed by John in a second, but he couldn't figure it out no matter how he thought about it.
This made Wolf Prime, who prided himself as one of the top players in this game, very unacceptable.
"It's impossible! My equipment, skills are all the best, even the 'Blood Rage' state was triggered, but I was still killed by him..."
"Could it be that the gap between me and this guy is really that big?"
At this time, a Wolf Guild member brought a glass of beer and handed it to Wolf Prime, saying:
"Guild leader, don't be angry, this guy must have used some powerful items to kill us, this game is so big, there are all kinds of strange and weird items and skills, it's not surprising, if we face him head-on, he won't be your opponent!"
Wolf Prime took the beer and drank it all, then felt that his subordinate was right.
