"You two, continue to attack. Why are you retreating?" the First Elder of the Black Tribe said angrily.
A Black Brave Warrior was also full of indignation: "That man is formidable. We are noble warriors, not slaves to be sacrificed at will. We refuse to walk into death."
Among the Black Tribe, those who had reached the second tier were not many, so each warrior was extremely valuable.
Perhaps the First Elder could disregard the life and death of ordinary members of the Black Tribe, but he could not impose orders on these second-tier warriors. They could reject his commands.
"So, what do you propose?" Looking at the unlucky soul who had been shot in the abdomen, he might not lose his life due to his strong vitality, but he definitely wouldn't be able to recover in a short time.
Although he possessed detoxification magic, he really didn't have any magic for healing wounds.
