That evening, Lu Yang flew back to the Underground City to rest. Early the next morning, more than twelve thousand Iron Blood Brotherhood members streamed out of the Underground City.
At the front were four thousand warriors carrying purple Two-Handed Greatswords forged from Starsteel. They wore armor made from the hides of Tier 2 demonized bison.
Two thousand warriors carried small round shields made from Tier 2 demonized bison hide and leftover Starsteel. They wielded short swords only forty centimeters long. These people were there to withstand the monsters' attacks.
Behind the warriors were four thousand archers armed with Serpentbone Bows. Poison sacs and hunting nets made from various Tier 2 magical beast hides hung from their waists. Behind them were two thousand mages, each carrying a one-and-a-half-meter staff made from the branches of peak Tier 2 tree demons.
Every Iron Blood Brotherhood member also carried six Magic Scrolls in the backpack on their chest: Bursting Flames, Extreme Cold Freeze, Bone Spikes, Weakness Curse, and Magic Power Curse—six spells in all.
If the Iron Blood Brotherhood's warriors had once fought to conquer the world barehanded, they were now armed to the teeth.
The despair in the Iron Blood Brotherhood warriors' eyes was gone. They no longer needed the mindset of sacrificing their own lives in a hopeless situation just to ensure their brothers survived.
Now, their eyes were filled with confidence, fury, and a desire to grow stronger and take revenge.
As the Iron Blood Brotherhood members headed down the mountain, countless family members on both sides cheered them on. They knew this time they were not heading out to die, but to gain more spoils and become even stronger.
Shen Mengyao was among those seeing them off. Though last night's tenderness had eased some of Shen Mengyao's tension, she