The troop was each about ten feet tall, all humanoid in form, with the upper half of their bodies resembling various beasts. Every one of them was clad in dark cyan armor, with a thick helmet and face guard on their heads, and wielding weapons inscribed with strange array runes in their hands—they were armed to the teeth.
"Trouble approaches," Jiang Yuebai also noticed the troop and immediately voiced a warning.
Scramble scramble scramble—
In just a few moments, they emerged from the underbrush directly ahead, assuming a battle-ready stance with blades brandished, shouting, "Lowly Human Clan, how dare you approach Jiuli City!"
Their accent was thick and strange, making it somewhat difficult to comprehend, but one could still roughly make out what they were saying. Given their appearance, could they actually be members of the Jiuli tribe from ancient times, believed to be extinct?
