At that moment, the roar unleashed by the lion-like man on the western side of the village resounded through the sky, even drowning out the howls of the Star Beasts here.
"How could the warriors of the White Armor Tribe be brought down by a sneak attack?!"
Boom!
Boom!
Explosive crashes rang out one after another.
When Nuonuo turned to look, she could even see more than a dozen figures being blasted into the air, along with a mist of blood spraying across the sky.
The battle in the western part of the village instantly reached a fever pitch.
A hundred meters outside the tribe's main gate, the burly, blood-soaked Alva brutally rammed away an armored mountain beast in front of him and whipped around.
"Clan Leader!!"
"Uncle Isaiah!"
"Clan Leader!"
More than a thousand people cried out at the same time.
"Hold the line here. I'm going to help him!" Alva roared, striding toward the western side of the tribe.
As he charged, he was like a frenzied war bear. With every step, the ground sank into a massive crater more than two meters across.
Thud, thud, thud!
At that moment, the rhino-hide war drums of the White Armor Tribe thundered.
Everyone, men and women, old and young, fervently cheered on the warriors defending the tribe.
"That mad beast Isaiah has gone insane! Get him! Wear him down until he dies!"
"Hurry, reinforcements are coming from over there... Aah!"
A figure savagely swung a heavy axe down.
Wielding a bone-metal battle axe, Alva cleaved a Red Stone warrior who had been preparing to sneak up on Isaiah from behind straight into two halves. Scalding blood instantly spurted several meters into the air.
"Uncle Isaiah!"
Seeing the more than ten blood holes gushing from Isaiah's body, Alva's eyes instantly