The Rise Of The Mythical Warlords: Conquering the New World With SSR Castles.

CH-11S

Inside one of the tents decorated with unique decorations, a tense atmosphere was felt in the air.

"Tribal head, are we going to continue living like this, moving on and leaving the land that should be ours?" said a man with a scar on the right cheek.

"We've had quite a crushing defeat. If we keep pushing, our clan will be wiped out" said a burly man with a golden wolf tattoo on his hand.

"i'm sorry. If we only had greater strength, we would definitely never be eliminated by that damned human!" said the chief with regret. Meanwhile, a demon man was still flying through the air, listening to all the conversations inside the tent. He has extraordinary hearing ability due to his status as a creature that is quite superior among other creatures.

"You're right. If they don't attach much importance to self-interest, this situation will never happen" said the man with a cut to the cheek, agreeing with the leader's words.

"However, man has united and strengthened. What about our demihuman race? Maybe we need a strong leader to lead the Green Palace Forest" said the man with the golden wolf tattoo. If there are people who are able to control the forest, the territory they control will be very large. The 400,000 km² Green Palace Forest will accelerate the development of their castle or even allow them to build an empire if they find treasure. But capturing the entire forest was no easy task. There are many tribes and races that we do not know yet, and doing so would be very difficult.

Suddenly, the tribe leader with the golden wolf tattoo stood up and turned into a huge white wolf. Quickly, he jumped out of the tent and ran in one direction, as if sensing something invisible. The man with the scar was shocked by the transformation that had happened to his leader, but he quickly realized that something was unusual. He immediately went out and gathered some other men.

Meanwhile, the white wolf who used to be the leader of the tribe was in the middle of a lush forest with trees. With a sharp look in his eyes, he looked in one direction, as if warning of a lurking danger.

"Get out, you stalker! Get out or I'll tear you apart!" said the white wolf with increasingly powerful killing intent.

"Haha... Just chill. Perhaps if I give this information to lord Arioch, I will be praised by his majesty," said the demon man in an arrogant tone.

the rich-saying demon man was certainly not understood by the white wolf but he could draw conclusions on the words of the demon pyra.

"What kind of creature are you? Are you an elf?" asked the white wolf with a sharp look.

"ELPH? You're comparing me to that weakling?" replied the demon man while spitting arrogantly.

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"No matter what or who you are. Since you've been stalking my tribe, I'll have to kill you!" said the white wolf with increasingly powerful killing intent.

"You will soon know your mistake" said the demon man in a cold voice. "I will destroy you and prove that my power is not only limited to words."