Meanwhile, just as Xia Ping left that part of the Wild Forest, a massive Dragon-Man army came charging in. Over ten thousand strong, they sent every savage beast fleeing a hundred li wherever they passed, none daring to approach.
Before long, they swiftly arrived at the place where the Dragon-Man Kings had died.
"They're dead—they're really all dead! Three Dragon-Man Kings, and they just died like that?!"
A middle-aged man wearing a crown gritted his teeth. Looking at the Dragon-Man soldiers on the ground, reduced to heaps of mangled flesh, as well as the three Dragon-Man Kings, he was beside himself with rage.
Before dying, the three Dragon-Man Kings had known that death was inevitable. They had therefore used a secret art of the Dragon-Man Race, transmitting their final message over a thousand li to Black Baleful City, a nearby Dragon-Man city.
As a result, Vester, the Black Baleful City Lord and a peak Divine Ability Realm expert, immediately gathered troops and rushed over, hoping to save the three Dragon-Man Kings. But by the time they arrived, all that remained were pools of mangled flesh. Their deaths had been utterly gruesome.
"How could this happen? Three Dragon-Man Kings, smashed into lumps of flesh just like that—who had the audacity to kill Kings of my Dragon-Man Race?"
A Dragon-Man soldier snarled furiously. The silent deaths of Dragon-Man Kings were simply unimaginable; such a thing had not happened even once in who knew how many years.
"According to the intelligence sent back, it was done by a human expert, apparently someone from nearby Baili City."
"Bastard! Those lowly humans dared kill Kings of our race? They're courting death!"
"The humans have some nerve. They killed our Dragon-Man Kings, so we'll kill them in return! A blood debt must be paid in blood!"