Yellow spores covered the entire battlefield, with the clouds in the sky being gradually devoured by smoke.
Within this space, besides these spores, there was utterly no sign of life.
The survivors fearfully watched this area, with eyes full of bewilderment and helplessness.
Comrades, tribesmen had died in battle, and even the clan leaders were unaccounted for.
This sudden attack delivered the most direct and brutal impact.
The only solace now is that the area covered by the yellow spores shows no sign of further expansion.
Over thirty thousand people died in this unexpected battle.
The unknown fear temporarily suppressed the sorrow of various tribes.
The Red Stone Clan's leader...missing.
The clan leaders of Green Teeth and Black Water...missing.
The leaders of the remaining six tribes were all missing.
Perhaps replacing 'missing' with 'killed in action' would be more acceptable.
No one, including the Red Stone Guards, returned.
