Thirty Vastaya warriors charged at the same time, and were immediately spotted by the early residents, who screamed in terror, and by the time Vastaya climbed above the walls of vines and boulders, the spear-wielding guards had arrived.

There were only a few guards who arrived first, and they roared as the Vastaya warriors withdrew from the town.

One warrior hesitated, but the other warrior standing on the wall jumped down and poked his spear into the guards' hearts, blood splattering on the hairless faces, causing Vastaya's mysterious image to suddenly collapse in people's hearts, becoming bloody and hideous, and at the same time pushing the screams to a higher level.

At this moment, the peaceful coexistence of humanity and Vasaya has also come to an end.

After eliminating the guards who had come to stop them, the group of warriors charged towards the temple in the town, and the townspeople retreated in panic as they made their way to the bottom of the temple unhindered.

Now that the human-guarded Kunlong was above them, the Flotta let out an exhilarating roar and began to climb the walls of the ancient temple.

The five boulders floated in the air, spinning along the trajectory of the ring, and did not change its trajectory due to the arrival of Vastaya. The purpose of this group of warriors is to break the ancient spell contained in it and let the wild magic flow back into the forest.

In order for new life to be born in the tribe, they regard death as home!

The monks who guarded the temple saw through the Vastayas' intentions and gathered magic to attack the warriors, but these spells were thin for the Vastayas, who were born to enchant.

The splashing balls wet their fur, and although the warriors were knocked off the wall, their anti-abrasion skin absorbed most of the power, and they stood up and shook their heads before continuing to climb.

Standing on the temple wall, they hurled spears at Kunlong, the tips of their spears digging deep into the boulder and holding them firmly to the top, and the warriors climbed up the ropes.

"You're going to ruin the whole town!" A monk weptly complained about Vastaya's misdeeds, but no one paid attention to him.

The warriors climbed the ropes with all their might, and all they could do was the boulder above their heads.

A bolt pierced the air and pierced the heart of a Flotta warrior. He fell from a great height and hung upside down at the end of a rope, becoming the first martyr of his tribe to die in battle.

The town's guards finally arrived, armed with bows and crossbows, and surrounded the Flotta warriors.

"Fight for survival! Fight for freedom! ”

The remaining warriors who failed to project their spears onto Kunlong jumped off the temple wall and fought fiercely with the guards, and after a few back and forth, they were red-eyed, and no one would back down.

Blood stained the sacred ancient temple red, and the Flotta warriors on the ground were pierced by several spears and let out an unwilling roar against the temple walls, and the corpses of humans or fellow clans fell at their feet, and the blood was still flowing.

A corpse with an arrow fell from above, and the Flotta warrior looked up at the sky with the last of his strength, and more than a dozen of his comrades died under the human projectile on the way up. But at the very least, their sacrifice was exchanged for the battle line that Kasumi needed.

It was Lo's turn to appear, and when he heard Kasumi whistle, Lo leaped up from the bushes, jumped over the walls and between the houses, approaching the tower in the middle of the temple at an alarming speed.

Lo unleashed the bright magic of nature within him, and his cloak shimmered like the sun after the light clouds of autumn, as if out of gravity, and ran along the vertical tower.

The crossbow bolts were following his tracks, and the guards had apparently realized that the Flotta hanging in the sky were all live targets, and only the Luo with the package on his body was a worthy target.

Still running against gravity, Lowe made one last leap over the tower, a distance higher than a dozen people stacked on top of each other, and he continued to rise.

Kasumi stared at this moment with bated breath, feeling like she was about to die. She's taking risks, betting all her chips on Lowe's luck and fitness, and losing the entire battle, the entire clan, and the lives of her lover.

Suspended in the air, the Frata warrior held out his hands towards Lowe, who grabbed them and continued to fly up with his strength.

He touched Kun Long, running along the near-vertical surface, his cloak looming behind him. He was laughing, laughing at the humans who shot him.

"You handsome bastard." Kasumi muttered happily, her clenched fists finally released.

She beckoned, and the herald of Frata, beside her, immediately asked, "What are the instructions, leader?" ”

"Collect the troops! Get everyone down. Kasumi roared.

The only role of the Flotta warriors hanging from the sky was to provide a springboard for Lo to leap to Kunlong, and now that Lo had done so, it was time for them to retreat in order to reduce casualties.

The herald blew his trumpet, a deep, melancholy echo between the forest and the high walls of the temple, and the Flotta began to retreat from Kunlong.

The warriors let go of their hands and slid along the rope to the ground, finally untying the slipknot around their waists and landing lightly on their knees like leopards.

When they came down, they and the guards fought again, but the Flotta had no intention of fighting, and used magic to conjure vines and stones to cover their escape.

They ran towards the forest, moving as swiftly as cheetahs, and the guards felt that they could not catch up, and after a few rounds of arrows, they left one or two corpses behind and turned to the heavenly Luo.

The sound of breaking the air sounded around him, and countless crossbow arrows shot into Kunlong's surface, making its surface no longer smooth.

Lowe reached the top of the floating boulder, put down his package and looked around, his puzzled movements looking like he had forgotten something with him.

He cast his gaze at Kasumi below, asking for help.

"Damn." Xia knew that Luo's careless mistake had been made again, and she yelled at him, "You idiot, don't look at me!" The match is pinned behind your ear! ”

The distance was too far, and Kasumi's voice was drowned out in various noises. Ignoring the danger of being exposed to the arrows, she jumped to the canopy of the tree and gestured at Lobi, who saw her movements and immediately realized her movements, and pulled a match from the feather behind her ear. Rubbed it on the stone surface and leaned over to the package.

Seeing that the fuse had been ignited, Luo let out a cheerful "woo-" sound, and then jumped down from Kunlong.

Lo unleashed his feather cloak with both hands and glided through the air, guiding the evacuation. He glided and dived, miraculously dodging the bolts that were fired at him.

The Wardancer's skill is to sense the enemy's actions and anticipate them before they make a move, and Lowe makes the most of this.

Luo fell into the canopy unscathed, he briefly lost control, hit a branch, and then actually did a backflip and landed gracefully beside Kasumi.