“Old Gold, how much fighting strength does your tribe possess right now?” Jiang Chen privately asked the rat king.

“Young lord, are we fighting in the final battle against the demons?” The rat king’s eyes shone bright.

After surpassing his limits again and again, the rat king’s temperament had changed entirely. In the past, even as the leader of his tribe, he’d been a cowardly mouse. But now, there was an imposing air about him. Not even the four sacred beasts outshone him.

He’d finally gained the bearing of the ancient Goldbiter Kingrats.

“There’s no avoiding the decisive battle. However, your tribe will be our surprise...