The breeze blew, and a faint smell permeated the wind, over the hills, over the green grass, and into the distance beyond the mountains.

The tender grass was low, and the green leaves were so shuttle, it raised its head and exhaled deeply, and the breath of someone suddenly stimulated its keen sense of smell.

Raised his head, lame with a face of enjoyment, squinted his eyes slightly, and pulled the hideous big mouth. A terrifying smile was revealed, and the breath in the air was so charming.

Not far ahead, there must be a mountain pass, a fortification built by humans, and there must have been a lot of flesh, a lot of blood, and rotting.

As the leader of the advance team of the entire white-clawed wolf pack arranged by the leader of the group, it led the white-clawed wolves in the advance team and kept a close watch on the movements of the wild beasts.

They had long been at the edge of the territory of this group of wild beasts, and had been observing the situation inside, as well as scouting the surrounding competitors.

Due to the different recipes of everyone, as a white-clawed wolf known for its speed, it can temporarily enter it and hunt after the owner of the territory has finished hunting during the hunting season.

Of course, the wild beasts that can enter the territory are also controlled, and generally only one race can enter, otherwise anyone who enters will be attacked by the master.

The wild beasts that have won the hunting qualification outside can also be said to be the best in this area, and they will generally form alliances with their territory masters to complement each other's advantages, jointly monopolize the hunting of humans, and deal with the challenges of the wild beasts in other regions.

In the few days after his arrival, the lame soon discovered the abnormality of the territory, and he did not find the figure of the owner of the territory for several days, which is an extraordinary phenomenon.

If so, then these borders should be patrolled by new masters to assert their occupation of the territory. Could it be that they are fighting, and they have not yet decided the winner? But they have not heard a single movement.

It's weird, it's so weird.

I couldn't help but be lame, and directly led the advance team, directly into it, and began to investigate the situation here, hoping to figure out what happened.

When the time comes, whether it is the original owner or the new owner, this will not affect them. Because in the world of savage beasts, the strong will only ally with the strong.

The white-clawed wolf is the undisputed overlord of the speed beasts in this area. On their way to this mountain pass, they have already defeated all the challengers and competitors.

And the owner of this area, no matter who it is, as long as he wants to protect this area, he can only form an alliance with the white-clawed wolf, otherwise when facing the challenge of other areas, without the cover of the light cavalry of the white-clawed wolf, they will also be defeated.

After a quick day of walking in the territory, the lame came to a place not far from the mountain pass, and with its keen sense of smell, it also noticed some unusual smells.

In a canyon, many of the corpses of the original owners were found, and there were many metal weapons used by humans, especially when I saw those pitch-black Mitsubishi spears, I felt my heart beat, and then beat rapidly.

The memory that was buried deep in the depths of the mind was brutally dug up at this time and displayed naked in front of its eyes. That unspeakable helplessness, loneliness, and fear instantly took over its mind.

Violent gasps, rapidly heaving chests, full of cowardly eyes, no longer have the comfort they had just now. For, according to the pitch-black weapons, and the shape of the weapons, it is indicated that those people have come, and have participated in or launched an attack on the owner of the territory.

Although the process was not seen, everything on the scene showed that the owner of the territory had suffered heavy losses under their attack, and the hunt for humans had completely failed.

They have either been killed, or they have migrated or been expelled, and they have suffered so much that they can no longer occupy this area, otherwise they will only be exterminated.

As soon as this speculation appeared, the lame immediately knew that the situation was not good, and this hunt became not so easy. The strength of those human beings, it has experienced it firsthand, and it is so helpless in the face of the overwhelming attack.

I still remember that when it was wounded by an arrow, it risked jumping into the river to escape with its life, and the remaining members of the tribe had all been killed.

In discouragement, it followed the river, avoided the attack of the giant beast in the water, passed through the gap in the mountain, and came here unexpectedly, just in the period of annexation and expansion of the tribe, so it was taken in by this tribe, and it was lucky to survive.

It was no longer willing to face them again, it was only hopeless hope of victory. Now that I saw these artifacts that had been tormenting it in my dreams for a long time, I couldn't help but feel a little frightened, and wanted to turn around and flee from here.

After waiting for a while, the frightened lame calmed down and continued to comfort himself in his heart, this could also be from other tribes and human races, which were traded from them.

Constant hints in his heart quickly got it out of that state, as a white-clawed wolf, it stands to reason that he should be full of hatred for the enemies he has hurt, and when he sees them, he should attack and take revenge directly.

But when facing the Fire Tribe, the lame didn't have the slightest idea of that. It knew that even with this white-clawed wolf group, each brute wolf had increased in strength a lot compared to before, but it was still not their opponent.

Originally, when attacking those ordinary humans, due to those strong city walls, the race would have a lot of casualties, and that was the result of the city walls being destroyed by the powerful barbarian beasts in front, otherwise when attacking, it would have suffered even greater casualties.

In order to thoroughly investigate and find out whether it was a member of the Fire Tribe, the white-clawed wolf who led the advance team with a lame leg mustered up his courage and went towards the mountain pass vigilantly.

Soon, they were out of the valley, and they could already see the figure of the tall city wall in the distance, on which a flag was fluttering in the wind, but it was a little far away, and it was still not clear to see.

There was no way, the lame had to carefully hide his figure in the dense bushes under the mountain range, and began to have a large number of mountain pass walls and flags.

(End of chapter)