Wu Yue's heart clenched, and she ran toward the cave entrance.
At the entrance of the main cave, many slaves were already writhing and wailing on the ground. The sight of their agony was terrifying.
The Beastmen, Half beastmen, and male Pure Humans were all outside, fighting off the fearsome insects. They let out furious roars from time to time, trying to scare them away.
But to the Iron Claw Worms, these roars, which caused no real harm, were completely ineffective.
The battle was raging when Wu Yue arrived.
Qingcao grabbed Wu Yue, who was about to rush forward. "Yue, don't go! The Iron Claw Worms are incredibly dangerous."
Qingcao's hand trembled. She remembered a tribe member who had been swarmed and killed by Iron Claw Worms. His entire body had been covered in horrific wounds—a truly tragic sight.
Wu Yue pressed her lips together. She understood what Qingcao was thinking, but she couldn't just ignore the injured tribe members and slaves on the ground.
