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At the front lines, Ang and his team were locked in a relentless battle with the remaining Lizardman forces.

Ang rode atop a Singing Serpent, he and his mount moving like ghosts through the dusk.

He drew his bow with his left hand and nocked arrows with his right. Every arrow he fired tore through the air with a piercing shriek.

An Ice Arrow tore through the night, freezing an entire thicket of Lizardmen attempting to break through. Immediately afterward, an Explosive Arrow struck the chest of a Lizardman Great Warrior who had leaped out, setting off a series of fiery explosions that sent bone and flesh flying.

On the ground, Dana rode a Singing Serpent and slaughtered Lizardmen as though no one could stand against him.

He specifically targeted Lizardman Great Warriors wielding bone blades and clad in bone armor, his close-combat skills exceptionally refined.

In just a few days, he had personally killed two Lizardman Great Warriors.

Every swing of his Bone Crusher was clean and decisive, without the slightest wasted motion.

Under their leadership, the team became a razor-sharp blade, driving the Lizardmen northward in retreat. Within days, they had forced the Lizardmen back nearly a hundred kilometers.

Once night had fully fallen, Ang guided the Singing Serpent down to the ground.

He leaped down, and the moment his feet touched the earth, several people gathered around him.

Slock strode quickly up to him, clasped his fists, and reported, "My lord, over the past few days, we've killed more than a hundred thousand Lizardmen. Most were immature specimens or ordinary warriors, but the overall results have been extremely impressive."

Ang nodded and looked toward the clouds on the horizon. His voice was calm yet firm. "Well done. We don't need a decisive battle. As long as we