...But the person inside was no longer the mighty hero who ate meat and drank blood in the past.

Just after lifting his legs, Jia Lai was already at the end of the line. It was difficult to maintain balance for longer. With a loud noise, the Heavy Armor tilted. The object of hundreds of kilograms smashed a deep hole in the ground.

The bodyguard was frightened, "My King!"

At that moment, no one could see the look on the face of Jia Lai, the Wolf King. The thin man with only a skeleton left was hiding in the nearly towering steel armor, like a shriveled insect in a walnut. In everyone's heart — even his enemies, at that moment, clearly witnessed the words ‘a hero's end’.

Even if he was a lunatic devoid of any conscience.

At that moment, the unique bird-like sound of a Black Eagle was getting closer and closer. The Black Iron Camp was extremely mobile. Their struggle in the previous days was only due to the Eighteen Tribes risking their lives and burning Ziliujin, otherwise, they would not be allowed to survive until now.

At this time, the metropolis was in chaos, the Black Iron’s three factions advanced with little to no resistance. The Black Eagles opened the way, like a black whirlwind rolling over.

The chief bodyguard hurriedly took apart the Heavy Armor and carried out Jia Lai, who was miserably trapped in it: "My King, I'm afraid it is impossible to protect the metropolis tonight. We will escort you to leave first..."

Jia Lai laid on the captain's back with a dazed look. After a while, he reached forward and pointed, "Over there."

Chen Qin Xu dodged a flowing arrow from nowhere. A thought popped up in her head. She then quickly came down from behind the floating black flag. A small silver needle flew out of her hand, killing several Barbarians who happened to be nearby quietly, then chased after them in secret.

A team of bodyguards rushed away quickly, escorted Jia Lai to the west side of the Wolf King's tent, running further and further away from the crowd. In the end, there was almost no place left to hide on all four sides. Chen Qing Xu followed them with difficulty, risked being found, and tailed behind the group of bodyguards. She chased after Jia Lai for two minutes and found that she had followed them to a deserted altar.

The altar was extremely magnificent. The whole building almost pierced the clouds. It was all made of stones, almost resembling a palace.

The gate was carved out of large stones, the entrance was covered with thick felt, countless mottled and unknown characters and symbols were engraved on it. The surroundings had been overgrown with weeds, without a trace of human presence for a long time. A crow was startled and flew up to the sky with its herd, the flapping of their wings ringing out.