In the dusky swamp, a silver bolt flashed in the sky like a sharp blade tearing the clouds in two. From afar, it looked similar to a waterfall being split in two. Wherever the bolt of lightning went, countless demonic beasts in the swamp would panic and flee.

The bolt of lightning was naturally the Silverthunder Demonhawk. As one of the overlords of the swamp, it was akin to being an emperor of this region. This demonic beast didn’t need to eat that often and would go hunting every ...