The appearance of Black Fox was like the dagger revealed after the map had been rolled away, making the situation tense in an instant.
Yet on the surface, everything in the village remained normal. Zhang Yang had even flatly rejected Wu Yuan's suggestion that the entire village be mobilized urgently to build a wall overnight.
Because he knew perfectly well what he could rely on in this war.
Facing an enemy like the Orc Tribe, if defense had been useful, the Jackalmen's sturdier fortresses would never have been breached.
"Everything stays as usual."
After tossing out those words, Zhang Yang returned to the Wood Demon Tower, his calmness surprising even himself.
"I want to inspect the value of that fox demon soul."
As his thoughts shifted, the Golden Scales appeared in his field of vision. One side held the fox demon soul, which was actually wreathed in a faint golden mist and looked profoundly mystical.
The other side held a small cyan bottle. Nothing was written on it, but this time, through some unknown method, the Golden Scales immediately let him know that it contained a Resurrection Potion.
A miraculous and incomparably precious item capable of reviving a lord or a hero unit.
"Can the souls of hero-level great demons above level 30 be exchanged for a Resurrection Potion by chance? If that's the case, then Black Fox's appearance makes even more sense. Judging from the foundation displayed by the Orc Tribe, they should have at least one Resurrection Potion. If my guess is right, Black Fox should already have been revived."
Zhang Yang muttered to himself. After being revived, Black Fox would describe the terrifying power of Qin Yidao's shocking arrow in full detail. The Orc army would then take notice when arranging its forces, preventing its heroes—including the