Boom!
The massive wolf fang club crashed heavily onto the ground, and the scattered snowflakes shot in all directions, causing the surrounding shrubs and short trees to rustle loudly.
This monster!
Nicholas Green's eye twitched slightly, and his gaze fell on the owner of that wolf fang club.
It was a two-headed ogre.
Standing over three meters tall, broad-shouldered and thick-waisted, its blue-gray skin exposed to the cold wind, like sculpted rock, revealing a cold and hard feeling.
This two-headed ogre belonged to the Yin Yang Ogre, with its two heads on the shoulders resembling forked branches, one on the left and one on the right, differing in size. The slightly larger head looked very young, with smooth skin and sharp white tusks hanging from the corners of its mouth, faintly still carrying some fresh flesh; the slightly smaller head was already quite old, with wrinkled skin piled up so much that you could hardly see where its eyes were.
