On a mountain fifty kilometers away from Goat Horn City.
A majestic man in a black cloak was sitting on a huge rock and drinking wine.
Beside him stood hundreds of tall and mighty warriors.
They were all wearing black feather armor, and their gazes revealed an extremely oppressive evil light that made people dare not to look them in the eye.
Shu Han took a sip of wine.
He looked up at the four huge Hell Griffins in the sky above Goat Horn City and revealed a satisfied expression.
"If I had known that the Blue Wind Nation's military strength was so weak, I would have gotten the leader to give the order to flatten this country sooner!"
"You're right, Commander!" The man beside Shu Han had a fawning expression.
"Eight hundred years ago, a cub of Hell Griffin Clan mysteriously disappeared. In the end, it was snatched back by the Blue Wind Nation and refined into a pill."
