The desolate, rolling mountain range was sparsely populated.
Those familiar with the area knew that the mountains had long been occupied by a band of robbers. Ordinary people did not dare linger here.
At that moment, on a weed-covered slope within the mountain range, more than a hundred figures lay in wait, quietly searching for passing metal lifeforms.
These people were the robbers occupying the mountains. Their leader was named Solon, a powerful Midgod.
At this moment, a subordinate with ox horns beside Solon suddenly said:
"Boss, Morey just sent me a soul message. He said a Black Tiger metal lifeform is flying toward us from the east."
Solon had originally been lying in the grass. Hearing this, he burst into laughter, leaped to his feet, and waved his hand as he ordered, "Brothers, a fat sheep has arrived. Get ready."
After saying that, he led several subordinates to the top of the slope and carefully looked toward the east.
Sure enough, not long afterward, a Black Tiger metal lifeform appeared in Solon's sight over a hundred miles away.
"Boss, it's here!"
The ox-horned Midgod suddenly cried out excitedly. He had clearly spotted the target as well.
The Black Tiger metal lifeform was extremely fast, making Solon's expression shift slightly. With his extensive experience, he had already realized that whoever controlled this metal lifeform was likely a Highgod.
Of course, that did not mean he could not make a move against a Highgod. But that was limited to Highgods who had become such by refining divine sparks. If it was an independent deity or a Fiend, there was no need to even consider it.
As the Black Tiger drew nearer and nearer, Solon was still hesitating over whether to make a move.
Suddenly—
In a valley more than ten miles