Villain Ch 1589. They All Fall Down
[Boss Defeated: Werewolf Lord]
[You got Crimson Fang Pendant 1 ea, Lycan Pelt Armor 1 ea, Beast Claws 1 ea]
As the corpse hit the ground, Elio gasped, leaning on his shield. "Two. Down."
Arcana's side was still battling the Behemoth. Azura's blade flashed as she tried to cut the back of its knees. Red_King was shouting something about his hair catching fire. Mastercraft was launching rune bombs from a cliff edge.
James collapsed beside Elio, panting. "How many are still alive?"
Elio scanned his system.
"…Barely sixty percent."
The gates weren't far now.
But the way forward?
Still drowned in chaos.
The Behemoth roared like it wanted to make sure everyone within fifty miles knew it was still pissed. Its body, the size of a house, pulsed with lava-colored veins, and every time it moved, the earth shook like it might break in half.
Arcana shouted for another taunt rotation.
