C102 Choice

An enormous grey wolf slowly walked over with heavy steps. All the Immortal weapons that were charging towards it had been torn apart by one claw.

Gray Wolf had a tuft of gray hair on his chin, which looked like a beard, and his eyes were full of sadness. At this moment, he slowly walked to Mo Ang's side and spoke in human language.

"Mo Ang, she's already dead, let go …"

"Die?" No