In the dense forest, the team from the Illusory Snake Sect was resting.
The Holy Son, Eolan Lorcan, sat on a rock with a cold expression, a large slash cut through the front of his magic robe, and the dark red blood was shocking to behold.
Around him, the other disciples of the Illusory Snake Sect were also recovering by taking elixirs, each showing signs of battle. Two of them were particularly pale, covered in blood, and although their wounds had healed, they appeared extremely weak.
Just a moment ago, Eolan Lorcan had led the Illusory Snake Sect team and unexpectedly encountered a squad from the Barbarian Black Wind Tribe.
Without any preparation, a fierce battle ensued between the two sides immediately.
The Black Wind Tribe squad had fifteen members, while the Illusory Snake Sect squad had eleven. In terms of numbers, the Illusory Snake Sect was at a disadvantage, and the overall strength level of the Black Wind Tribe squad was slightly higher.
