The Frostfang Wolf King stood at the top of the ice cliff, its ice blue eyes sweeping across all the summons before locking onto Zich.
The other Wolves following behind it rapidly spread out along both sides of the ice cliff and disappeared into the increasingly violent blizzard in the blink of an eye.
In total, Zich counted twenty three.
And this was only the number that had already entered his perception range.
Quickly, he began to give his summons orders.
Iron moved ten meters forward and blocked the front alone, the Silverback Ape Grunt guarded the right side, while Slimy remained less than five meters away from him. The four undead skeleton soldiers continued spreading out in different directions, continuously sending the surrounding situation back into his consciousness from four different angles.
Awooo!
The Wolf King at the top of the ice cliff suddenly released a long howl.
