Brand was too lazy to deal with the spoiled noble daughter, so he looked up carefully in the direction of the black wolf pack. As soon as Wade's centaur guards retreated, those black wolves indeed became restless.
In just a moment, these beasts gathered around—eleven Black Wolf Lords moved like sharks in the black tide, maneuvering at a distance, driving their kind forward with the intention to surround them.
Brand was not polite; at first, to avoid attracting too much attention, he had hidden the summoned Wind Spirit Spiders in the forest on one side. However, with a wave of his hand, over two hundred golden points of light immediately rose densely from the forest, soaring into the sky like bombers, diving toward the black wolves, each dive forming a golden beam of light.
This time, Brand didn't hold back his firepower, directly unleashing a full round of attacks. Over a hundred light beams flickered incessantly in the night, each flicker turning several black wolves into ashes.
