Chapter 1296

The three warhorses didn't dare resist as Wyatt stored them in his bestiary bracelet. After all, they'd just witnessed their leader split in two. Its guts were spilled across the ground, and the stench of blood lingered in the air, terrifying enough to leave the surviving mounts quivering. Wyatt's bestiary bracelet, a gift from the legendary Eight Tribulations Saint King, was no ordinary item. It could hold far more than just three Azure Drake—thousands, even. It was a realm unto itself. "Finally, you've done something useful, Wyatt!" crowed Zarian from inside the ring. It was already perched atop one of the Drake Horses, acting like it owned the place. "Listen up, you oversized donkeys. From now on, I'm your boss. Call me King Zaria, and serve me well!" Zarian strutted around like a tyrant, barking orders. One of the horses lagged a little behind, and Zarian promptly swatted it, treating the beast like Wyatt often treated him. The bestiary bracelet echoed with commotion: lion r