"Roar——"
The distant mountains collapsed, and large areas of wild grass began to fall.
Smoke and dust started to rise, covering the sky.
The beasts are in an uproar.
Beneath the gray sky, even taller beasts faintly appear.
As soon as these beasts crawl out from the gray crevices, they start roaring and charging forward.
The White Armor Village occupies only a small area at the foot of the mountain, but because a canyon leading to the other side of the mountain is not far away, this small village is going to endure countless beast attacks.
Isaiah didn't even notice Basham of the Red Stone Clan leaving; now his eyes were already bloodshot from the killing.
"Alva! Wolf Armor Group, join the battle!"
Isaiah, the lion-like clan leader, swung his bone club in a circle, smashing the head of a giant-horned bull, seven meters tall, into pieces, and after landing, he roared fiercely towards the rear.
