As the bell rang out, the Pighead People of Strength Fruit Village—men and women, young and old alike—grabbed their weapons and rushed from the village.
The weapons in their hands were incredibly crude and varied, yet their enormous size made them quite imposing.
For instance, there were spiked clubs made from entire logs, embedded with iron plates and nails.
There were also massive stone axes and stone clubs.
Yet after charging out of the village, these Pighead People found no invading enemy.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Just as the Pighead People stood there clutching their weapons in confusion, another piercing howl came from overhead.
Little Gray had returned, carrying two more barrels of freshly lit Glory's Wrath.
"Roar roar, it's that Magic Beast bird! It attacked our village!"
Seeing the two Glory's Wrath bombs Little Gray had thrown down, the surviving Pighead People from earlier immediately identified the culprit behind the attack.
Roaring furiously, the Pighead People ran to the outskirts of the village, pulled up the wooden stakes from the fences, and hurled them at Little Gray.
Little Gray did not dare underestimate them. He violently flapped his wings and immediately climbed into the sky, narrowly brushing past several javelins.
Boom!
Boom!
The next moment, the second batch of Glory's Wrath thrown by Little Gray finally exploded.
This time, another large number of Pighead People were swallowed by the smoke and dust of the blasts.
Roar roar roar!
Faced with such shameless attacks, every Pighead Person was enraged beyond measure. But the problem was that they could not fly, so they could only roar and howl at Little Gray in the sky, venting the fury in their hearts.
"Looks like they can't wait any longer. Vivian, begin the battle!" From the forest several hundred meters away, Nalant saw the Pighead People