"Have the scouts already advanced to this point in droves?"
Murphy pondered to himself:
"It seems the Black Disaster's army has already started to spread outwards. Marching from near Moss Valley to Blackflame Mountain Pass will take no more than ten days.
The Black Disaster...
The Black Disaster is truly coming."
"There are a bunch of mischievous Wolf People bullying the weak in the valley ahead! We righteous ones cannot ignore this. You charge from the ground, and I'll support from the air! After winning the battle, all the meat goes to the Cannibal Demons, and all the money goes to the Bear Goblins; I won't take a penny!"
The Vampire Lord hesitated no more.
He stood up from Dazhuang's broad shoulders, pointed forward to his henchmen, and shouted:
"Go! Charge!"
"Awooo! Meat! Delicious meat! Tender and juicy Wolf People steaks!"
