"Roar—"
The distant mountains collapsed, and vast swathes of wild grass began to topple.
Dust rose into the sky.
The beast herd was in turmoil.
Under the gray, hazy sky, even larger beasts could faintly be seen.
The moment these beasts crawled out of the gray rifts, they began roaring as they charged forward.
White Armor Village occupied only a tiny patch at the foot of the mountain, but a nearby gorge led to the other side of the range. This small village would have to endure the impact of countless beast herds.
Isaiah did not notice Basham of the Red Stone Tribe leaving at all. By now, his eyes had gone bloodshot with slaughter.
"Alva! Wolf Armor Squad, join the battle!"
The lion-like Clan Leader Isaiah swung his bone club in a full arc, smashing the head of a seven-meter-tall giant-horned bull to pieces with one blow. After landing, he panted out scorching breaths and roared behind him.
A muscular young man over 190 centimeters tall, clad in a tiger-hide coat, stepped out in response.
He held a shield in his left hand and a heavy one-handed axe half a man's height in his right. His eyes were as bright as an eagle's, and his sharply defined cheeks looked as though they had been carved with a blade.
He was masculinity incarnate.
His unruly long hair was casually tied behind his head.
As he rushed out, he gave the girl surrounded by children a deep look. He patted his chest with his left hand, his eyes revealing undisguised, burning affection.
"I, Alva, will prove that I am worthy of you!"
Alva's bold voice rang out.
A burst of good-natured laughter came from behind him, along with open challenges.
"Alva, you still have us as opponents!"
**"Little Wang Teacher will