The Stoneplate Behemoth's death seemed to snap something in the Outland Beasts.
The moment the beasts around the battlefield began howling, the entire mountain range answered.
Roars erupted from every direction—ridge to ridge, valley to valley—like a chain reaction. Then Greyspine Range moved.
Outland Beasts poured toward the scene in a frenzy, as if the whole range had decided there was only one thing left to do.
Kill.
Outside the mountains, the major races were still searching for Ethan's group with grim persistence.
A full day and night had passed. They'd practically flipped the Southern Region inside out… and still found nothing.
No sightings. No traces. Nobody had seen those humans anywhere.
Just as the search leaders were starting to ask themselves where the targets could've vanished to, the first wave of howls rolled out of Greyspine Range.
And it wasn't just a few.
It was the entire range screaming.
