Within a short span of time, more than half of the dozens of warriors from the various tribes who had been rushing forward at full speed had already been lost. Aside from those quick to react and swift in movement, all had been devoured on the spot by the Griffon Beasts.
The Griffon Beasts were vicious beyond compare. Whether it was a wild beast or a warrior from one of the tribes, anything they caught up with would be set upon by the entire group.
Relying on their tough talons and sharp beaks, few wild beasts could withstand the combined assault of several Griffon Beasts. Though the tribal warriors had weapons in hand, beneath the pounce of the massive Griffon Beasts, their only fate was to die beneath those claws.
The two old men moved rapidly through the air, and their speed was actually several notches faster than that of the Griffon Beasts darting through the forest below.
In scarcely more than a moment, the two had already blocked the Griffon Beasts from both front and rear, trapping them in the valley below.
With a flick of their fingers, blazing red fireballs and icy blue crystal-like spheres suddenly appeared, attacking the several Griffon Beasts that came diving toward them.
Amid a series of sizzling sounds, the several Griffon Beasts immediately began to howl miserably.
The originally savage Griffon Beasts actually retreated one after another, seeming extremely fearful of the fireballs and ice spheres flying from the two old men's hands.
Seeing this, the solemn expressions of the two old men finally eased somewhat.
As their hands shook, they began compressing the Griffon Beasts from two directions. According to their predetermined strategy, so long as they joined forces, they could force the several hundred Griffon Beasts to flee along the route