"Go!"
"Incoming attacks!"
The buffalo-warriors shouted at each other while pointing at the incoming herd of demons. There were more than ten demons coming at them.
However, the buffalo-warriors simply sent forth five people while the main team continued their journey.
"Hoo!"
"Kill them!"
They crashed with the incoming demons, but the buffalo-warriors weren't losing in terms of physical. They smashed the demons with their hammers, chopped them with their axes, and ripped them apart with their bare hands.
It was an amazing sight to see, considering he would never see a group of humans whose bodies were not losing to the demons crushing them.
It seemed that they were using their unique trait to fight the demons, which made them extremely strong. Meanwhile, humans were normalizing their methods to reach more people.
On the way, the buffalo king was the one handling all the diplomacy with all the tribes between them and the sanctuary.
According to Andreas, the Beast Kingdom's actual size was the same as the Muivell Kingdom and the Greenwood Kingdom combined.
This massive kingdom had more than fifty big tribes, meaning fifty kings, like the buffalo king.
This alone was enough to show that the Beast Kingdom, which was formerly founded for the sake of refugees, had actually become a country whose strength was incomparable to that of a single kingdom.
If they decided to seek revenge, the Muivell Kingdom would definitely get destroyed.
Fortunately, most of the people here didn't know about the history.
Still, the journey shouldn't take more than eight hours to reach the sanctuary. Unfortunately, because they needed to meet four kings on the way, the trip was delayed a bit, forcing them to take a whole day to reach the sanctuary.
...
Beast Temple.
Inside a massive hall stood a giant round table with six seats inside.
"It can't be helped. I just eat too much." While he said it, he somehow took out a big demon leg and opened his mouth, which somehow stretched to the point where it could swallow 40 kg of meat in a single bite.
"Aoooo!" A howl rang inside the hall, which ended up causing an echo.
"You idiot husky! You're too noisy-nya!" The phantom gritted her teeth, glaring at the sixth person, who happened to be similar to the phantom, but all the parts were changed to those of a husky.
"Great. Annoy that noisy cat, Arctic Queen." The diva gave a thumbs up.
"It's just a habit." She smiled wryly. "Besides, are we all here?"
"No. That vampire hasn't come."
"If you're talking about that vampire, isn't he normally above us?" She raised her head. The others followed and found a guy hanging on the roof, sleeping.
"This guy always has little to no presence. It's annoying-nya!" The phantom let out a long sigh.
"I see. That means only the prophet remains. Where is he? Knowing him, he usually sees us and appears out of nowhere, as if he has divined us to gather at a certain time." The diva asked while looking around.
"You know me well, songstress. Hohoho!"
"!!!" All of them widened their eyes. Without them realizing it, Old Ru had entered the room.
"I almost had a stomach asma." The gluttony sighed.
"Hoho. Then I'll apologize." Old Ru chuckled.
"Prophet has come?" The vampire fell from the ceiling, landing on top of the table gently. He said, "If that's the case, let's finish the meeting as quickly as possible. I want to go back and sleep. You know that it's still noon..."
"Yeah. Why do you call us here, Prophet?" The venom overlord asked.
"The reason I call you..." Old Ru paused.
"I'm sorry. It's because of me." Another voice echoed once again.
All of them couldn't help but turn around. This was supposed to be a meeting between the seven elders. Even their assistants weren't allowed to enter. Hence, they couldn't help but feel curious about the person who just entered, let alone the fact that this person asked Old Ru to convene a meeting.
"Ah. You..." As his silhouette entered the room, the phantom gasped while pointing at her finger in disbelief.