By then, his steel plant might also be dood.
But, how could he rescue him?
Those besieging Wang Hao were all elites among elites.
Even the weakest, Chen Yueling, could probably fight him to a standstill.
As for rallying his companions to rescue him....
He instinctively glanced at those around him.
A bitter smile appeared on his face.
Don’t be ridiculous.
These people were only temporarily tead up because of interests.
He was just a temporary team leader.
Even when treasure hunting and dividing the spoils, there might be disagreents leading to heightened conflicts.
How could they possibly listen to him and risk their lives to save Wang Hao?
"Alas..."
Bai Muran let out a long sigh:
"Younger Brother Wang, it’s not that your brother doesn’t want to save you! It’s truly beyond your brother’s ability!"
He put down the binoculars, a trace of sorrow appearing on his face.
A generation’s hero, not dying in the battle against monsters, but instead perishing in the scheming siege by his own kind.
How sorrowful is that?
Humankind!
Can they truly continue to exist?
....
Ti passed bit by bit.
Wang Hao was holding off six opponents alone, although it was extrely difficult, he managed to hang on.
This secretly astonished Ghost Warrior and the others.
It also strengthened their resolve to kill him.
This man was too strong.
If he were to escape this ti, they probably wouldn’t survive.
Fla Man was feeling secretly fortunate.
Thank goodness!
Luckily, they had set such a deadly trap, making various preparations to kill Wang Hao.
If he had recklessly challenged Wang Hao one-on-one, he would likely have been chopped to death by Wang Hao.
At this mont, blood was already trickling from the corner of Wang Hao’s mouth.
His body was covered with nurous wounds, bleeding profusely, looking extrely miserable.
His condition was very bad.
Even during his peak, facing so many strong opponents at once would be strenuous.
Not to ntion, now he was badly injured.
Is it ti to strike?
He hesitated for a mont but dismissed the thought in his mind.
Wait a bit longer! Wait a bit longer!
Now is not the ti.
Seeing that Ghost Warrior and the others could not finish the fight, Chen Yueling was also becoming anxious.
Although it looked like they had it in the bag,
as long as it wasn’t settled, variables could arise.
It was already dark.
If Wang Hao were to escape, the darkness would be his best cover.
She unleashed a mighty force and sent Zheng Tai flying with a single blow, then looked up at the moon in the sky.
Today is the Middle Autumn Festival, the moon is the roundest.
She took a gentle breath, staring unblinkingly at the moon.
Thump thump
Thump thump
Thump thump
Her heart was racing.
Transformation!
As a mythical beast type, she had inherited mories.
The Moon Rabbit, nad after the moon, was closely connected to the moon.
On a moonlit night, her strength would significantly increase, and during the Middle Autumn Festival when the moon is the roundest, she could also transform into a second-phase Moon Rabbit form, unleashing unimaginable power.
Zheng Tai hit the barrier hard and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The gap between him and Chen Yueling was quite large!
This blow gave him internal injuries, and relying on his recovery ability, it would take a while to recover.
He looked at Chen Yueling, then at the struggling Wang Hao.
A fierce resolve flashed in his eyes.
Yaoyao!
This is your man, even if it costs my life, I must protect him completely.
He gazed at the moon, howling to the sky, the sound of a wolf’s howl echoed through the night sky.
The moon was also the source of strength for the Werewolf.
Legend says that on a full moon night, one would transform into a werewolf.
Zheng Tai was also ready to fight with all his might.
His body began to swell, muscles bulging.
His wolf head beca even larger than before.
His height was also increasing.
He was becoming a fully transford Werewolf.
A massive amount of moonlight energy enveloped him, waves of terrifying power surged out from him as the center, spreading in all directions.
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