Chapter 103 -103-The Arrogant Great Ape
"Old Eight, not to criticize you as your elder brother, but staying here in this backwater region like Black Iron leads absolutely nowhere!"
"What’s the point of acting all high and mighty around these country bumpkins? These people are nothing but mud-legged peasants."
"Like gnawing on chicken bones—no flavor, no meat, just a pain to chew. I can’t stand these miserable days. I don’t know how you’ve put up with it for so long!"
"You’ve got to understand, over in California’s big cities, we only dine on tier-4 or higher human awakeners. Eating your tier-3s here—ugh, it’s like chewing on garbage!"
"Take my advice, your sixth brother here is telling you—once this little errand is done, come with us to the Wraith Realm. That’s where we really belong!"
Amid the endlessly churning black clouds, a massive great ape pounded its chest and roared at the sky, letting out a thunderous, deafening cry.
Its bloodline was extremely unique—descended from spellbeasts that once battled the gods in ancient times.
At this moment, its strength had already reached tier-6 mid!
"Exactly! Old Eight, staying here is just wasting your time—your life! Come fight alongside us. With our combined strength, the world is ours to roam!"
Another voice spoke—a golden lion with twin wings on its back, its deep tone cold, with icy light flickering in its pure-golden eyes.
Watching this unfold, the Millennial Eagle from Lonehawk Ridge couldn’t help twitching the corner of its beak. These creatures, tainted with the wraith bloodline, were all fearsome and arrogant, lawless and wild—completely at odds with its own cautious, survival-first mentality.