The team was fairly average, consisting of six people—four men and two women. Faced with the encircling attacks of a large number of Lionfolk, they began to suffer injuries and gradually found themselves unable to hold on. They were on the verge of defeat.
However, their lives were not in any real danger, because they could directly choose to withdraw from the secret realm, even in the middle of battle. They simply could not bear to give up one-third of their points; otherwise, they could have withdrawn already.
Seeing that the team could no longer withstand the Lionfolk's attacks, a young man within the team raised a red egg the size of a plate. A lion pattern covered its surface. He shouted, "All of you, back off! Otherwise, I'll smash this Red Lion Egg of yours!"
The people attacking the team were Lionfolk with red fur. They glared furiously at the team, but stopped their assault.
That egg was the Ancestral Egg worshipped by the Lionfolk tribe. It was not a real egg, but something condensed after the death of a powerful Lionfolk ancestor. It contained immense power and was also a graded material. It had originally been enshrined within a stone temple, but had been stolen out by a group of people.
The Lionfolk crowd parted, and a brawny Lionfolk stepped forward. He was the Lionfolk leader. He said coldly, "Put the egg down now, and I can let you leave. Otherwise, you will die here."
The team paid no heed to the Lionfolk leader's threat. With the Lionfolk leader's strength, he could not instantly kill them, which meant they could directly withdraw from the secret realm.
What they were thinking now was that they could not lose the points, nor could they abandon this powerful Red Lion Egg.