Half a month later, an extremely magnificent carriage appeared in front of the Lyra city gates. The people leading the horses or driving the carriage were all non-humans.
These non-humans looked small but held their heads high. Their appearances resembled vicious gods or evil spirits. The city guards saw this group of people. The guards immediately rushed forward to block them. The guards shouted loudly:
"You filthy bunch dare to walk on the main road. Are you tired of living!"
The guard spoke. He thrust his sword toward the Wolf clan non-human. Harbet snorted coldly. Harbet stomped his foot once. A tornado flew over from nowhere. The tornado swept the guard up high. It threw the guard straight into the city gate.
The guard coughed up blood three feet away. The guard lay motionless. His life or death was unknown.
Everyone was terrified. They backed far away. The city guards stepped backward. The guards raised their swords defensively.
