The centaurs were a unique race native to the Gate of Carno. There were many different types—Radiant Centaurs, Shadow Centaurs, Frostborn Centaurs, Embermane Centaurs, and more. These weren't just any foot soldiers either; they were powerful units, ranked at Tier 13 and Tier 14. Some even reached Tier 15, and there were entire armies made up of them. On top of that, there were Crimson Ultimate-class heroes in their ranks.
They were terrifying.
After reading through the intel, Ethan couldn't help but suck in a sharp breath. "Damn…"
This guy… this Thyssar was on a whole other level. With the forces Ethan currently had under his command, storming Thyssar's capital head-on was out of the question.
Unless he could take them out one by one.
But even that wasn't going to be easy. For top-tier powerhouses like these, reinforcements could arrive in the blink of an eye. And this was their turf—their stronghold.
Starting a war here?
They'd be swarmed in seconds.
