Chapter 321
The wolfbull lord was having just another busy day.
Feeding its connection into the plane. Maintaining the fracture. Keeping the portal active, exactly as it had been commanded to do.
It was routine.
Tedious, even.
So when it felt something go wrong, its first reaction was irritation, not fear.
A flicker in the link.
A sudden absence.
Minions.
Gone.
Again.
The wolfbull lord snorted softly.
So the humans had entered the plane once more.
How annoying.
It did not shake. It did not tremble. Why should it?
Many humans had come before. They always did. Some came in groups. Some came alone. Some came screaming about saving their world.
And all of them ended the same way.
Dead.
Slaughtered by its hand, or torn apart by the countless beasts that ruled this plane.
This land was vast, stretching for miles upon miles. Its variants and minions filled every corner of it. Losing a few thousand meant nothing.
Barely a dent.
So at first, the wolfbull lord ignored it.
