Outside the sealed land, in the space near the Golden Gate, dozens of mysterious figures cloaked in black robes, holding various weapons, were carefully watching the Golden Gate in the distance.
Among them, one of the black-robed figures stood at a towering height of three meters. His loose black robe covered most of his body, leaving only one wolf's tail exposed.
Two circular scythes were tossed into the air by him, landing on the ground and immediately sinking into the hard floor, leaving only the handles visible.
He then slowly lifted the cloak that had been covering his face, revealing the face of a werewolf, and slowly spoke to the black-robed figure standing next to him:
"It's been quite a while now. That fool Vil must have been discovered. Those people are huddled inside the Golden Gate, and they won't be coming out."
