"Javelin Throwers, ready! Apply poison and prepare to throw!"
The Snake-People Elder's sinister words had barely faded when alarms abruptly wailed through the night, followed by a cold shout from Mo Bass, the Snake-People Chief atop the city wall.
At that command, the Snake-People Guard Force, already poised for battle, abruptly fell silent.
They swiftly smeared the venom carried at their waists onto their javelins, then stared viciously at Yun Yun and the others lined up across the sky.
Meanwhile, numerous small and medium-sized tribes clustered around Queen Medusa's temple below. Their defenses were exceptionally tight, and they, too, had formed ranks, ready to strike.
Queen Medusa's personal guard, the Medusa Snake Guard, was also stationed among them.
This elite force had earned illustrious military honors during the war between the Jia Ma Empire and the Snake-People Tribe!
Even imperial generals commanding armies of elite soldiers regarded them with profound wariness.
Consequently, the sight of this formidable formation left the palms of the accompanying Dou Ling experts from the Jia Ma Empire sweating, their uncertain gazes drifting toward Gu He in their midst.
"Hehe, you must be Chief Mo Bass of the Ink Snake Tribe?"
Among the people hovering in the distance, the distinguished Gu He slowly stepped forward. His expression shifted slightly before he smiled courteously.
"Please, there is no need for such hostility. We have not come to wage war against the Snake-People Tribe. We have ventured here uninvited only because we wish to discuss something with Queen Medusa. Might we ask Her Majesty to appear for a conversation?"
"You want to see the queen? Hmph! And who might you be?"
Gently beating the energy wings behind him, Mo Bass swept his icy gaze over the middle-aged man who had stepped forward and sneered.
"Hehe, I am Gu