Chapter 502: Facing Rowan Linnit Again

"Boom!" A vortex of golden light erupted like a storm detonating in midair. Each spiraling ring of radiance resembled a razor-edged shadow blade. Every Black Dire Wolf that had swarmed around Benson Santee was shredded into pieces. "What is that?" Damian Quixall's expression changed on the cliff wall above. He stared at the scene unfolding in the abyss below, shock plain on his face. How? Benson Santee had clearly been badly wounded. How could he still unleash such terrifying pressure? At the...