A vortex of constantly alternating black and white wrapped around the four lionmen, concealing not only their scent and body heat, but even completely absorbing the sounds of their footsteps.
This was a spell unique to the Aul Race, and the foundation that allowed them to establish themselves in the Hundred Severed Mountain Range.
Even if they encountered an enemy they could not defeat, they could use this miraculous Aura Concealment Technique to quickly withdraw from the battlefield.
"Could this dwarf have come out of the city beast?"
"Huh? Weren't dwarves said to be unqualified to enter the city beast?"
"Strange. Can a dwarf withstand the living conditions inside the city beast? Could he have already been infected and gone mad?"
"Take this dwarf back. The king told us to keep an eye on any disturbances inside the city beast. Maybe he's the disturbance!"
"Is that really a good idea? Our Aul Race has already angered the royal family by refusing to enlist. If they deliberately let this dwarf out and use his disappearance as an excuse—"
"What are you afraid of? At worst, we'll just leave this place. He's only a trash dwarf!"
The thought processes of alien civilizations and human civilization were not the same.
Here, individual strength was always supreme.
Even if dwarves working together could unleash combat power far greater than one plus one equaling two, they still received no respect.
In fact, whenever dwarves did this, they were met with disdain and ridicule from the alien races, who believed they were taking shortcuts, imitating humans, and acting as traitors within the alien system!
Thus, whenever a dwarf appeared alone, even weaklings like frogmen dared to brazenly provoke them, let alone the Aul lionmen, whose strength far surpassed that of frogmen.
Before Su Mo could express