Arriving at the Battlefield
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
"Whoosh!!"
When the spatial fluctuation appeared again, the Licker once again burst out from it, already crossing a large swampy area ahead, just less than 10 meters away from the Wood tribe!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!!!!!"
A large number of Lickers leaped out from the spatial rift, emitting beast-like roars, pouncing towards the guards of the Wood tribe.
The defensive line arranged by the Wood tribe in front was torn apart in an instant!
Once they approached the enemy, the Lickers immediately revealed their sharp fangs!
"Ka! Ka! Ka...!"
The sharp claws and teeth of the Lickers scraped across the bodies of the Wood tribe, emitting a very dry sound.
It sounded more like the scratching of claws on granite.