Chapter 258: Trap

Brock Yale had been lost in the sheer pleasure of cultivation, ready to push the Supreme Divine Dragon Art to the second layer and speed up the passive training of the Dragon's Breath Technique… Then, without warning, Wolf Howl sounded outside the window. Brock paused. Haralostadt City was not some sprawling metropolis, but it was still a lively city-state. Wolves roaming inside the city limits? Something felt off. Down the hall, room service arrived at Brock's door with a fruit platter. At...