Lant's battle in Iowa Valley continued.
After seriously wounding the saber-toothed tiger, Lant immediately turned on the Hyena. Without the slightest hesitation, he sliced off his tail, then stabbed him in the leg while the Hyena writhed on the ground in pain.
Not far away, the four brutes who had already transformed into Beast God Avatars silently watched as Lant wounded their fellow Beast God's Favored from the Royal Court one by one.
Long before setting out, they had known their fate clearly: they would first take turns battling Lant, after which the brutes sent by the Royal Court would reap all the glory and achievements. They were nothing more than bricks beneath the Royal Court's road to victory.
Yet now, Lant had passed them by and directly attacked the Royal Court brutes who had not entered their avatar forms.
These idiots always think the Human Race has to fight according to their plans. Now that the man has come straight at them, they do not even have a chance to resist... The black bear Favored, the largest of the four, sneered inwardly as he slowly led the other three over.
"Lant Gallop!" the bear Favored bellowed. "You dare launch a sneak attack on the Royal Court's generals? You have no martial virtue at all!"
"Exactly!" the wolf-shaped Favored beside him echoed. "If you have the guts, come fight us! Do not hurt them!"
The local Favored shouted louder and louder, yet their feet moved slower and slower. They were plainly buying Lant time, urging him to finish the job quickly.
The moment Lant saw what the brutes were doing, he understood. If they truly wished to stop him, they could have charged straight toward Iowa Pass. Beyond the pass, only Ben Kaul could fight them; the other High-Rank and