Ever since the defeat of the Hermit Association and the battle against Adolf, the Wolf King had never truly exerted his full strength because he hadn't engaged in combat for a long time and wanted to loosen up a bit to get back the feeling of battle.
And at this moment, with the awakening of the wolf blood within him, he finally began to demonstrate his actual power.
With mere presence and pressure, he made King Arthur, who wielded the holy sword, unable to withstand it, involuntarily stepping back a few paces as if bearing an enormous force.
"How could he be so strong?" King Arthur's eyes filled with shock and fear gripped his heart.
He had considered that the Wolf King might not have shown his real strength, but he never thought the difference would be so vast, almost like they were two different people.
"Surprised?" The Wolf King's aura was overwhelming, every movement, every glance exuded strength and confidence.
