It was almost dusk.

It was almost time for Cardinal Monn to finish work again.

But Preston's gate was still empty.

Although the Werewolves had retreated, it's difficult to tell if the Werewolves would return unexpectedly.

After all, the Werewolves didn't suffer much damage when facing the Devil.

The biggest loss was probably the unlucky General Wolf.

But the Werewolf population was still terrifying and the only difference was they didn't have a main pillar now.

They didn't know what to do for the moment.

The Werewolves, hiding in the woods not far away, looked in the direction of Preston.

The terrifying sound from Preston made them very scared.

But they hadn't gone far yet.

Even without Zach's reminder, they knew that against that terrifying Devil, humans had no chance of winning.

If that was the case, it would benefit the Werewolves.

Since Preston was about to become an empty city, then the Werewolves would be able to take down the city easily.

As for that Devil...

They didn't know if He would return to the Abyss after completing His mission or eating His fill.

So the Werewolves could only wait.

But at dusk, what they waited for wasn't what they had expected.

The Devil had not killed all the humans in Preston.

Instead, Preston's city walls were covered with the Holy Knights of Orthodox Church.

This situation stunned them.

At the same time, they were somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that the terrible Devil had been dealt with by someone?

The moment this idea appeared in their minds, they denied it.

Are you kidding? How could a mere human be stronger than a Devil that even their Werewolves couldn't deal with?

They didn't believe this at all.

But Preston had been reoccupied by the the Holy Knights of Orthodox Church.

This situation couldn't be faked.

The Werewolf who was clueless what's going on had to seek advice from Zach, the only one who could led them now.

Deep in the jungle, Zach was leaning against a tree.

His eyes were closed, and no one knew what he was thinking.

At this moment, the clueless Werewolf came over.

The Werewolf hesitated for a moment because he was afraid that Zach was sleeping.

However, the matter of Preston's city walls were covered with the Holy Knights from Orthodox Church could not be delayed.

Therefore, he gritted his teeth and reported directly, "Deputy Zach! There are humans in Preston!"

Hearing this, Zach, who was still resting with his eyes closed, instantly woke up.

He looked at the Werewolf sharply and said, "Impossible! With the presence of that Devil, those humans can't be alive!!"

The Werewolf gritted his teeth, stared at Zach's murderous look and said with certainty, "Lord Zach! I am sure that I have seen the figures of humans. They are on the city wall of Preston! They are preparing to take over Preston again!"

As he said that, the Werewolf paused for a moment before continuing, "The figure of Cardinal Monn has also appeared on the city walls."

"What!!?"

Zach was shocked when he heard that. He was no longer sure if what the Werewolf said was true.

He pushed the Werewolf in front of him away and hurriedly ran to the edge of the forest.

He wanted to personally confirm whether the humans, especially Cardinal Monn, were still alive!!

Knowing that he had run out of the forest, his wolf-like eyes stared fixedly at the city walls of Preston.

In his line of sight, there were indeed the Holy Knights of Orthodox Church on the city walls.

This result caused his heart to tremble, and a bad premonition began to grow in his chest.

He hurriedly swept his gaze around, looking for Cardinal Monn, he prayed that the red figure would not appear.

Unfortunately, that extremely unique outfit made his sharp eyes instantly locked onto the figure of the Cardinal.

This result made him stumble a few steps back.

He fell to the ground.

The icy ground was like a seed, planting a cold seed in his heart.

But his heart did not have the slightest reaction.

He muttered to himself.

"It's over, it's all over..."

His eyes were unfocused, not knowing what to do.

That Devil not only killed a Holy Rank High Level expert of their Werewolf Clan, He had also chased their entire Werewolf Army out of Preston.

It would be good if the Devil had killed Cardinal Monn.

Originally, their Werewolf Clan's goal was to use the Devil to kill Cardinal Monn, who had extremely monstrous potential and talent, at Preston.

In the end, they didn't kill him, and they lost Preston's territory.

How could he bear this.

Most importantly, this defeat would definitely leave a deep stain on his life.

This caused his newly-grown ambition to wither in an instant.

He gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

He couldn't give up just like that!

At least! At least I have to take down Preston!

The territory from before!

Thinking of this, his eyes became clear.

He took a deep breath and shouted, "Gather! Counterattack Preston! Take back our territory!!"

His voice carried the Holy Power, scaring away all the beasts and birds in the forest.

The entire forest instantly became much quieter.

But the Werewolves inside looked at each other, but none of them listened to Zach's orders.

In their hearts, that terrifying Devil was still in Preston. If they were to go now, wouldn't that be suicide?

So they all pretended not to hear it.

The imposing Zach looked at Preston with great ambition.

He was in high spirits!

He had long wanted to experience the feeling of commanding thousands of people by himself!

Now, he finally had this opportunity.

But when he looked sharply at Preston for a long time, he found that none of the Werewolves who were supposed to follow his orders came.

This situation surprised him.

Zach turned around and saw that the Werewolves were still lazily leaning against the tree.

They didn't seem to be listening to his orders at all.

This scene made Zach, who had imagined himself as a General, angry.

He said in a low voice, "General Morris is gone! I am the biggest General here now! Didn't you hear what I said?!!"

Hearing Zach's angry words, the Werewolves looked at each other again.

They didn't know what to do.

Finally, a brave Werewolf hesitated and said, "We don't know where the Devil is in Preston. If we go now, we will die."

The other Werewolves agreed with him.

"Exactly! If we go now, we will be sending ourselves as food to the Devil!"

"That's right, it's almost dark now and it's time for dinner, could it be that Zach is doing it on purpose?"

As soon as he said that, the other Werewolves' expressions changed.