Lost Forest.
Several Lizardman tribes lived in this forest.
They were constantly embroiled in disputes and often fought among themselves. But now, these Lizardman tribes that had always fought without end had joined forces.
There was only one reason.
"Have the Allied Forces' movements been confirmed?"
Standing atop a massive rock, a strong-built Lizardman gripping a spear stared into the distance before asking.
The Lizardman subordinate beside him looked up at the sky, then nodded.
"Yes, Chief. The scouts just sent word. That golem has reached the edge of the forest. In another half a day, the Allied Forces will launch their attack on us."
"Hmph. Mere humans actually dare to attack us? They don't think that just because they defeated a few Demi-Human tribes, they can look down on our Lizardman race, do they?"
As the leader of the strongest Lizardman tribe, he wore a solemn expression, and an intimidating aura radiated from him.
The Lizardman race was not entirely without confidence, either. After all, this vast forest was practically their own backyard.
That was precisely why they had such confidence.
Although the Lizardman tribes fought fiercely among themselves, they were still united when facing an external enemy. The Demonic Army had tried several times to recruit them, and had even considered sending a massive army to turn them directly into slaves of the Demon Race.
But relying on the dense forest and complicated terrain, the Lizardman tribes had forced even the Demonic Army to retreat!
So, in the eyes of the Lizardman tribes, humans were completely insignificant.
After all, humans had previously been beaten into a panic by the Demon King Army.
And since even the Demon King Army was no match for them, what could humans possibly do?
Indeed, they had heard that these humans possessed a