There were actually other people in this ancient battlefield.
Ryan had not expected that. Thinking of Kaster's reaction beside him, his eyes shifted and he looked toward Higni.
The next moment, Higni had already arrived behind the other party like a cold, sinister snake. The digging figure turned around the instant Higni reached out, and a greatsword nearly two meters long came smashing toward her.
A Legend's power was naturally beyond comparison. As the greatsword fell, Higni gripped the other party by the neck, but she did not lift him up.
Because he was too tall. With a shoulder height of over two meters, a burly frame, and arms thicker than the calves of the knights beside Ryan, even when Higni had him restrained, he still seemed to be looking down at her from above.
One snake after another crawled over from the shadows, binding the brawny man and dragging him back in front of Ryan.
"Let him go."
Ryan's gaze fell on the man, then shifted to the greatsword.
The instant the other party had attacked, Ryan had sensed the aura of the Source of Spirituality, but now, at this very moment, he could no longer feel it.
"Village chief, go pick up that sword and take a look."
But Kaster, who had been incomparably excited earlier, now seemed to have wilted and did not dare raise his head at all.
"You know each other?"
Ryan looked at Kaster. The village chief, whose mind usually did not work well, was very sharp at this moment and kept shaking his head.
"Then go bring that sword over."
The village chief did not move. At that moment, the tall man standing in front spoke.
"No need to force him. He can't lift it."
The man's voice was resonant. His hair, eyebrows,