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Chapter 1111 - The Final Race (Part 8)

Cooter Ancestor—Walwal Walwal!

 

With an expression basking in the delight of laziness, he calmly eyed KalTara, and in the next moment, a lightning jaw clamped upon the latter.

 

KalTara had to hurriedly assume his Boar King form to tank the attack, grunting as the fur covering his legs were charred. His legs felt numb, twitching and struggling to gather strength in them. A second later, the lightning jaw vanished.

 

"Go there," Walwal Walwal pointed towards Mahira Tusk and commented, "Annoy her. Best case scenario, your death would be instantaneous. Against me,"

 

He sighed and shook his head, "It can only be painful."

 

"Are you an Empyrean Snapper?" KalTara asked as the charred section on his fur quickly reverted to normal. His eyes glinted as he analysed the other party's presence while waiting for a response.

 

"I'm a Cooter Clansman." Walwal Walwal tilted his head in confusion, "Surely you must've heard about my Clan, considering how you're also a Clansman."

 

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