305: C305 Touchstone

C305 Touchstone

"Master Baru, what did you say?"

When the Eagle heard this, he almost thought his ears were broken.

Even though Baru's attempt to fight for the lion-kind's throne had failed, he was still a member of the lion-people. There was no need for him to curse his own tribe.

"It's nothing. Go gather all the troops in the city and prepare for battle."

Baru was too lazy to explain so much to him, so he gave the order.

"Yes sir!"

The Eagle clan spread his wings once more and flew down from the city walls, heading towards the city to gather their forces.

Baru crossed his legs and sat down on the city wall. He pulled out his sword from his back and carefully wiped it with a bitter smile.

The entire lion-kind thought that after Baru lost in the struggle for the throne, he had stayed here by himself, waiting for his death in his old age.

However, they did not know that …

Balu, who had already broken away from scheming, conflict, and war, had long since reached an unimaginable height in the entire Boorish Desolate where he could observe and predict the future of the entire continent.

The world is always the same, the world is always the same,

Baru completely relied on his own comprehension ability to comprehend this eternally immutable truth.

A few hundred years ago, the Beastmen and the human empires all joined forces, and a war that affected more than half of the continent broke out.

However, in the hundreds of years after the Beastmen's defeat, the Beastmen Tribes had scattered in all directions, no longer as united and glorious as before.

Only the lion-kind and the tiger-kind, the two most powerful races, had the potential to unify the Beastmen and restore their glory.

However, these two races had experienced one to two hundred years of conflict, yet they were still unable to determine the victor.

The birth of the Scarlet Flame carried the final hope of unity.

However, the news of his death made Baru completely understand.

There was no longer any relation between the Lions and the great cause of unifying the Wilderness.

In contrast, this protruding army was expanding so quickly.

Even Crimson Flame, a warrior of the eighth step, had fallen under the city walls.

It wasn't that Baru was too pessimistic, but his intuition told him that the future fate of the Beastmen would be inextricably linked with this newly born power.

With a soft sigh, Baru lowered his head.

The sword in his hand had not been used for a long time, the smooth as a mirror blade was no longer as cold and oppressive as it used to be.

Baru carefully wiped the entire sword three or four times before placing it on his lap in satisfaction.

The sword reflected half of Baru's face, half of the black mass of soldiers in the distance. It gave off the feeling of a martial artist.

"Forget it!" If the heavens do not bless the lion-kind, then let me use my body as a test to see if this new force has the qualifications to use the lion-kind as a springboard to reform this desolate land! "

With sword in hand, Baru stood up again and laughed loudly.

"Sir, the entire army has been urgently assembled, waiting for your next order."

The Eagle Tribe member quickly appeared beside Baru and bowed politely.1

"Prepare to leave the city!"

After Baru finished speaking, he placed his sword on his back again and started walking down the wall.

to be able to assemble the entire city in the time it takes to polish a sword,

Even if Baloo did not participate in the war often, he was still not tired of training his troops.

These hundred thousand soldiers were the soldiers that had voluntarily followed Baru to this place after his defeat in seizing the throne.

Most of them were lion-kind, while the rest were Eagle.

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