Augustman saw Lin Shen riding an Iron-horned Horse over, and the arrogant look on his face thickened.
Sitting immovably on the back of a big black bull and looking down from above, he merely waited for Lin Shen to approach, so he could finish him off with one ax.
For the Ultra-Burn Tribe, Steel Level was considered rubbish. Most members of the Ultra-Burn Tribe were born at Steel Level, while those with excellent aptitude were born at Alloy Level. If an adult member of the Ultra-Burning Clan People was still at Steel Level, it essentially meant they were at the very bottom of society, and to call them trash was not an overstatement.
To Augustman, a mere Steel Level human was nothing but trash.
Watching Lin Shen charging over on his horse, Augustman slowly raised the dual-bladed axe in his hand.
At that moment, on another grassy slope, a few more Ultra-Burning Clan People emerged, led by one clad in a red tight-fitting suit, while the others, like Augustman, wore black.
