The vast and boundless night sky hung like a heavy, inky velvet blanket, draping over the earth.
Under the guidance and protection of the Dragon Group, the Molten Iron Legion had already crossed the indistinct boundary line and boldly stepped onto the vast territory belonging to the lion pride.
On the other side.
The lion pride, composed of various fierce and menacing beasts and monsters, did not establish rigorous guard towers like a human army within their vast territory.
However, this land was by no means undefended.
Numerous lion beasts, agile as the wind and swift as lightning, were entrusted with a special mission.
Their task was not to stubbornly defend one spot but to act as mobile sentinels, patrolling the outer edges of the territory.
When the shadow of an invading enemy approached, these sentinels would crane their necks to the sky and let out an ear-piercing roar that penetrated the night, signaling the entire lion pride of the impending danger.
Thus.
