If it weren't for tonight's battle, he wouldn't have known that there were so many experts among the enemy troops.
It was just a partial battlefield, yet they deployed so many strongmen; it was simply making a mountain out of a molehill.
His intuition told him that this was the Human Race trying to establish their might.
Coincidentally, they and the Giant Centipede, two Earth Core World strong races, both became the chickens to be killed as a warning.
After sorting out his thoughts, Marshal Kent suddenly realized the malicious intent of the Stone People Race.
Luring them to kill the Human Sanctuary, it wasn't a token of allegiance at all; it was clearly a death list.
...
The morning sunlight sprinkled over the ground, and a row of phantom shadows appeared in the sky. Marshal Kent took a deep breath.
What was meant to come, eventually had to come.
