Somewhere in the Lizardgeddon…
"Hurry! We don't have all day! Go! Go! Go! Go!"
At this moment, the 12th Legion had seemingly lost their mind. Countless lizards were still hunting them, and yet they had gone out to… chase monsters instead?!
With this, it was only a matter of time before they were found out, and the enemy alliance would come to finish them. But what was even more shocking were their targets.
A gigantic Salamander-looking monster.
A humongous Fire Treant growling endlessly.
A gargantuan hound that kept drolling all over.
Those weren't targets a single legion could take on! Or rather, there was no way for them to defeat them! This wasn't just madness; it was downright suicidal!
Seeing this, many spectators scoffed:
"Pressure finally got to them!"
"Look at those idiots!"
"Ridiculous!"