The Chimera slowly approached the city wall, and a massive creature suddenly appeared. Given the fragile state of the city right now, even a single drop of urine from the Chimera could easily obliterate this stretch of crumbling wall.
All the members of the magic tribe seemed to hold their breath, as if in this world there was nothing left but the Chimera and the feeble wall before them. Soon their race would completely vanish from this battlefield.
"Humans, haven't you vented your anger enough? Can't you leave us a way out?" The leader of the magic tribe nearly broke down, "We, the magic tribe, have 1.2 billion warriors, that's 1.2 billion lives!"
"What? Human lives aren't lives?" Zhang Menglong sneered, "When your magic tribe sent people to besiege us humans, did you ever consider that we humans also have tens of millions of lives?"
