After the City Hall rose from the ground, a fierce aura surged recklessly, like a giant dragon opening its eyes.
It exuded a powerful deterrent force.
The Wetland Lizardman Warriors at the rear watched warily, gripping their steel sabers tightly.
Their muscles tensed to the extreme.
The imposing presence of the City Hall, with its 20-meter height and countless writhing roots, was far more exaggerated than the 6-meter-high Cyclops.
Once the City Hall came alive, it began moving forward, with the buildings not far ahead.
Lear, unable to stand by any longer, strode forward and blocked the way of the City Hall.
"Are you being a bit too presumptuous?!"
The next moment, an Elf of the Dark Night leaped out from the window of the City Hall, gripping a vine.
Although the face looked young, the demeanor was extraordinary, with an evident aura of authority belonging to Lear.
The eyes slightly narrowed.
"Human, are you the lord of this land?"
