To the west of Tianyuan City, just over two hundred meters from the city wall.
The leader of the Jackal Men tribe, a figure transformed into a giant jackal and inconspicuous among the surging waves, roared, "My boys, now's the moment for our Heimu Mountain Tribe to make a name for ourselves, follow me in the killing, storm into the human city, and ferment their blood into wine to savor the pure delight of living beings."
"Kill them!"
"Roar!"
"Awoo awoo awoo——"
No less than a dozen fourth-order Jackal Men from the Heimu Mountain Tribe used the cover of the waves to reach the city wall effortlessly, where sturdy trees struggled to grow.
Not far away, a piece of war machinery was caught in Root Entanglement, wrestling with the continuously breaking and regrowing roots.
