Chapter 1365: The Beginning of the Divine War_2

A massacre had just occurred, a unilateral slaughter, with the monsters that roamed the wilderness in the dark night as its victims. The team that had been selected as their target had effortlessly turned them into ingredients roasting on a campfire.

"A bunch of blind toys, not even realizing who we are? Daring to attack us!"

Next to the fragrant campfire, an armored beefy man scoffed disdainfully. However, in stark contrast to the arrogance on his face, he carried a faint scent of medicine—he was a wounded man.

"Just a bunch of ignorant monsters, what's the point of fussing over them? We didn't bring much food with us, and they've conveniently delivered themselves. We should actually be thanking them."

Another man with a similar medicinal scent responded. His face was somewhat pale, and his breath was a bit unsteady, but none of that affected the sharp gleam in his eyes.