The ones most delighted by the arrival of the sweeping snake tide were not Tu Xiao'an, but the Monkey Race.
The two Monkey Kings of the Monkey Race jumped up and down, as excited as children.
The Monkey Race was not fated to perish after all! They weren't going to be annihilated.
What could possibly be more thrilling than this?
"Little Brother, you stay here! This King is going to skin these damned rats alive!"
The rat tide had now been halted, having crashed into the snake tide. The great war between snake and rat had been fully ignited. On Monkey Mountain, the two races would begin an unprecedented battle to the death.
It could no longer be called a rat tide; the Rat Beasts were scattered everywhere in chaos. This was the perfect opportunity to strike an enemy when they were down.
