On Wind Whisper Star, an unnamed mountain range lay sprawled across the wasteland.
The vegetation here was sparse, jagged rocks jutted everywhere, and a bleak, desolate air lingered all year round. People were rarely seen here; only the wailing of the wind sweeping through the ravines echoed for a long time in the empty valleys.
No one would have thought that deep within this seemingly barren mountain range, a hidden base unknown to the world was concealed.
Awooo—!!!
A long, wild wolf howl suddenly rang out.
On the mountaintop stood a wolf king with a sleek, powerful body and snow-white fur, head held high. A vicious light flashed in its silver-gray eyes as it raised its head and let out a long howl. Behind it, dozens of white wolves as robust as calves followed closely, their howls rising and falling, weaving into a chilling symphony that reverberated again and again through the mountains.
