A long standoff was clearly not good for either body or mind.
War could not be started lightly, especially when neither side had political, economic, or even nominal conflicts with the other.
The prolonged standoff had left both sides exhausted and weary.
The Featherfolk had it easier. After all, this was their home turf. They only needed to keep rotating their high-level combatants, while ordinary soldiers could simply remain stationed in their own camps.
The miserable ones were the unlucky bastards on the other side. They could not even slip away.
"When is this aimless mess ever going to end?"
"Has the Hunting Squad started moving yet?"
"They have, but they failed. Those guys have some real strength, and this is still Featherfolk territory. It's very inconvenient."
Hunters like Lu PingAn were "private citizens" drawn here by bounties and fame.
The higher-ups actually had fairly limited expectations for them. Scattered hunters could take down Law Decree-level targets, but Rule-level City Destroyers were an entirely different matter.
Thus, alongside private Bounty Hunters, there were the so-called regular forces.
Some were superpowered individuals privately commissioned to enter the field themselves, including even two demigods.
There were also official powerhouses who formed teams to hunt them down. They had secretly infiltrated the area and recently clashed with the big shots of the Blood Feast in private.
".The local guardians are a real nuisance. They actually stepped in to protect those bastards. The hunt was forced to stop. We got some results, but it still wasn't enough."
The goals of this trip were quite simple. On one hand, they wanted to make a name for themselves; on the other, they needed to bring back enough important heads to account for their efforts.
However, interference from the local authorities had caused the Hunting Squad to