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    ---- Chapter 3097 Andrew''s vision blurred at first, then gradually sharpened into focus. He saw beneath the bleak earth a world of devastation and raging war, fires zing across thendscape. ck castles crumbled, consumed by mes. Viges burned one after another, and towering Hignd Tribe warriors clutched their wives and children, leaping desperately to escape. Yet, they could not outrun the copsing ravines that opened beneath them, swallowing them whole into eternal darkness. On the distant ins, two mighty beings fought to the death.


    Fenrir''s fur bristled like ck steel needles, each strand gleaming with an oily sheen that rippled with every savage movement. This was a werewolf far more massive than even Kaelen. His eyes were not the typical green glow or ck pupilsmon among werewolves. Instead, his eyes zed blood- red, just like a vampire''s. Its wide mouth was soaked in crimson, though it was unclear whether the blood belonged to itself or its enemy. Razor-sharp white fangs lined his jaws below the lips, and from deep in his throat came thunderous, rumbling growls that never ceased.


    ---- Standing against Fenrir was Arcturus. He was a powerfully built man with his upper body bare. His hair fell to his shoulders, partially covering his face. Yet, the exposed jawline, nose bridge, and lips looked as if they had been carved from stone, sharp and intimidating. With a roar, Arcturus nted his bare feet on the fractured earth,unched himself high into the air, and mmed his fist directly into Fenrir''s enormous mouth. Howling in pain, Fenrir retaliated with a swipe of his ws, tearing bloody gashes across Arcturus'' chest. Arcturus seemed to feel no pain at all.


    He threw his head back with a roar andmanded his people to retreat. At this point, the Hignd Tribe warriors were clearly losing ground and could no longer hold the line, yet wave after wave of werewolf armies kepting, The horizon was a dark tide of werewolves, crawling forward on all fours, their guttural snarls swallowing the sky. The brave Hignd Tribe warriors wielded battle axes, swinging them with devastating force. Werewolves yelped as they were sent flying, limbs scattered everywhere, blood flowing like rivers. But there were simply too many werewolves.


    Even the most formidable Hignd Tribe warriors eventually ---- exhausted themselves and fell, overwhelmed by the werewolf horde and finally consumed by the masses. Arcturus threw his head back with a grief-stricken roar. The muscles across his body swelled without limit, and his frame seemed to grow evenrger. He drove his fist down, and the ground copsed instantly. A solid shockwave of pure force mmed into Fenrir''s chest. He wailed in agony, flipped over backwards, his chest caving in with a visible crater. But in the next instant, Fenrir sprang back to his feet and charged again.


    Finally leaping forward, he sent Arcturus flying, carving a deep trench across the earth where he crashed. The battle between these two primordial beings quickly reached a fever pitch. Arcturus roared as he summoned blood-red lightning between his hands, wielding it like whips to bind Fenrir. Then, he struck directly at Fenrir''s eyes In that moment, Fenrir had one eyeball explode outright, and he screamed in torment. Nheless, this only unleashed his savage fury even further. He charged across the ground, dodging and weaving at breakneck speed.


    Even with Andrew''s current level of power, he could not fully ---- track Fenrir''s movements. He felt a deep shock, realizing the first -generation werewolf progenitor was far too powerful. More importantly, this creature had once been a ve to Lilith, the Vampire Queen. So, just how powerful must the sole Queen of Vampires be? As Andrew''s thoughts raced and he watched without blinking, Arcturus and Fenrir collided once more.