As the dragonmen charged into the battlefield, the altar set up by the White Sheep Tribe priests was destroyed on the spot.
When the White Sheep Tribe's altar was overturned, Wei Hu and the others also seized the White Sheep Tribe's sacrifices and sacrificial artifacts.
"Wei Hu, come take a look. How should we deal with this?"
At that moment, a dragonman called out to Wei Hu.
After several days of communication and cooperation, the dragonmen had all been won over by Wei Hu's charisma.
Even the more serious-minded dragonmen would ask Wei Hu for his opinion whenever something came up.
Hearing the dragonman call for him, Wei Hu hurried over.
Led by that dragonman, they quickly arrived at what had once been the center of the altar.
There lay a piece of sheepskin still wrapped around a corpse.
The sheepskin had been cut open down the middle, exposing the flesh beneath it.
No one knew how long that flesh had been wrapped beneath the sheepskin, but its color had already turned deep black.
From time to time, they could see bones within the flesh that had been crushed into powder.
Yet Wei Hu and the others were not looking at the flesh. They were all staring at the back of the sheepskin, where they discovered what seemed to be some writing.
Clearly, this was the White Sheep Tribe's method—the prototype of the Weird Animal Creation Art.
However, those words had endured too much assault from flesh and blood, and had now mutated beyond recognition.
Wei Hu and the others felt their minds suffer a shock after only one glance.
If the dragonmen had not been linked together through Mind Connection during battle and resisted the impact together, some of the weaker dragonmen might already have been dead.
"Burn it,