A majestic figure leaped directly across the river, stomping the unfortunate Jackal-Wolf Folk flat.
"Dragon Vein Gluttonous Demon?!"
Solrog's heart skipped a beat.
It didn't know the origins of the Dragon Vein Gluttonous Demon, nor could it understand its relationship with the Stone Giants in such a short time.
Yet this did not hinder Solrog from realizing that this guy was the leader of the Ogres.
At this moment, the Ogres caught the Kobolds lurking underwater and tore them apart, crossing the bloodstained river while enduring the Jackal-Wolf Folk's poisonous arrows to reach the opposite shore.
Facing the enormous disparity in strength.
The command issued by the Iron Dragon had a certain effect, but it was limited.
"Retreat!"
Solrog decisively gave the order to abandon the riverbank position.
