Within the icy and snowy landscape, a boundless wave of exotic beasts swept across the view.
And standing in front of them was a young man with a staff in hand, his overwhelming aura seemingly capable of annihilating everything, yet his profound eyes flashed with cold glints.
To protect the shelter behind him, he, like all other players, had no way out!
One step back meant death!
In the brutal apocalypse, only those with firm will and fearless bravery had the right to survive, and of course, strength was an indispensable part.
"Little black! And you guys…" Irving glanced at the group of exotic beasts beside him, in addition to Little Black, there were five Stone Golem Giants and fifteen Snow Shadow Wolves, his cold voice echoed again, "Fight alongside me!"
The loyalty of exotic beasts to their master far exceeded any player. Once they chose to submit, even if they knew it would mean death, they would not back down.
