Chapter 350: Self-mutilation Style Sacrifice_1

The battlefield has always been tense, but as time waits for no man, the lifespan of the black monsters is limited.

Just at this moment, a black man suddenly ran over, panting heavily, and said, "No, this is bad. Word has come from the south; the link has been broken, and a large number of white people are surging toward us."

Upon hearing this, many black people's faces darkened, especially the black tribal chief, whose face was full of unabashed hate. He hadn't anticipated that things would turn out this way.

It was then that the white reinforcements arrived from the rear. Seeing the black monsters, the priests amongst the white reinforcements started getting ready. This time, they were fully prepared.

The newly arrived white reinforcements began assembling their crossbow carts, and the priests released their magic spells.