C2098 The Mysterious Missing Werewolf Race

S City, in the hall.

Wine Evil God was drunk and drinking wine. Old Zamo was still calculating something in front of him.

"Pata!"

Suddenly, Wine Evil God's hand trembled, and the wine pot fell to the ground. With a clear sound, it shattered into several pieces.

"What's wrong?"

Old Zamo raised his head when he heard the sound, and looked at Wine Evil God with a puzzled expression.

However