Lann remained silent, without any excited movements.
He simply had a fireball floating above his left hand, and he walked towards the Beastmen crowding the square defense line.
But as his footsteps drew closer, the heat from the fireball also approached...
The Beastman at the back suddenly shouted, using a harsh and crude voice to speak a burst of Black Language.
He turned around, back facing the square defense line he had just tried to charge into. He nervously glanced at Lann, then quickly turned his head back and forth.
As if if he turned his head slightly slower, he would already be dead when he turned back.
His Black Language was spoken loudly, but no one knew what he said. However, many Beastmen trying to move forward immediately turned back, looking at the approaching Lann.
They seemed reluctant to be the first to approach Lann, but were unable to break through ahead.
Many pairs of Beastman eyes were already glancing towards the river nearby.
