"Damn, those despicable Horn Alliance must be aiming to reap the benefits without effort. And that Scorpio Gang hasn't shown up yet; they must have the same intention." Fulin cursed loudly.
"These tribes are too cunning." Meng Mengmeng looked grim.
"If you ask me, attack the Evil Lord directly. Then we can settle scores with the Scorpio Gang and Limon Beastmen on our return." Fulin remained highly confident.
"The swift defeat of the Purple Wind Tribe proves the Lord is indeed powerful. I suggest reporting to the High Priest and urging the Horn Alliance and Scorpio Gang to join the battle soon, or else we break off the alliance!" Shen Qihan suggested to Meng Mengmeng, bowing.
"It should be so!"
Meng Mengmeng immediately reported the situation to the Fourth High Priest of the Limon Beastman Race.
"Do not act rashly! Wait for my orders! I will contact the High Priest of the Black Scale Race and the Great Wizard of the Scorpio Gang."
