Looking at the vast, densely populated Beastman encampment, and countless monsters wandering and fighting inside, the timid Ashfield was already on the verge of tears: "Hilude, are you sure we need to pass through this camp? I've already seen at least a dozen watchtowers."
Hilude's heroic face showed no sign of wavering, with a firm determination, she decisively said: "Save your strength and prepare for action."
After speaking, she gazed deeply one last time at the massive monster camp. Such an expansive horde of monsters, its size might be even greater than the Lord had anticipated!
This is, after all, the strongest force in the entire western province of Blood Pine Forest, equivalent to the army of a human Count, or even a Duke.
The monster camp was adorned with battle banners and totems, showcasing the scale of this tribe. The breeding grounds for the Two-legged Flying Dragons deeper inside indicated the elite nature of this army's strength.
