Chapter 264: Where Is Your Daughter?! (1/2)

At first, Edward was startled by the appearance of the Long Ears, believing that they had run thousands of miles to come here and die.

However, be it out of fear of death or self-awareness, the Long Ears did not approach the battlefield even after joining the fight, and were merely firing from their crude bows or throwing beach pebbles at the normal Tigermen.

They would also immediately turn and run once they caught sight of any provoked Tigerman charging towards them. While their speed was the same as the Mountain Tigers’ and might be slower no thanks to their physicality, it remains that they weren’t fighting alone—the Players were standing in front of them.

Hence, the Tigermen who tried to attack the Long Ears would be attacked from the back by the second-rate Players with all variety of skills. They would be interrupted by the Long Ears again if they tried to retaliate against the Players, or be jointly beaten up by the Long Ears and the newbies if they tried to attack any second-rate Players who were freed.

In turn, the freed second-rate Players naturally joined the battle against the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior.

So, in no time at all, the Players who had been repressed on all ends since the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior showed up finally fought back by a notch, pushing the battle into a stalemate.

Still, the truth was that the Players were still at a disadvantage since the attritional battle had gone on for too long-most of their blue bars were empty, and they could only buy time with normal attacks or skills that don’t require mana.

Even so, Edward and the others were not in a hurry. They had already weathered through their most desperate hour and a stalemate was incredible in comparison. What was there to worry about?

Furthermore, all of them knew that the overwhelming might of the Roaring Blaze Tiger Warrior was gained in exchange for its own life. The decisive moment is when its life eventually burns out.

The Players might just have to wait to gain complete victory, and await the coming change…

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“Chief, I brought every child in the village!”

In the ancestral hall, a scrawny Tigerman was reporting to Taiga in embarrassment. “But I couldn’t find your daughter Nina…”

Behind her was a group of small Tigermen whose size was no different from human children around ten.

They were all staring timidly at the chief. Despite his usually gentle-look, the greatest Tigerman in their tribe looked murderous right now.

“Forget Nina for now. Where are the old and the women?” Taiga Roar asked calmly in return, clasping his hands behind his back.

“They had all gone out, volunteering to fight those humans alongside our youth to protect the village.” The scrawny Tigerman lowered his head in a bow and replied determinedly. “Even though our tribe might fall here, our future wouldn’t end here as long as these children live. They’ll be in your care, chief!”

Even as the Tigerman politely excused himself, intent on fighting to the death with his fellow tribesman to repel the invaders, he suddenly felt an unusual sensation of déjà vu.

Ancestral halls were a common building in every nonhuman settlement. Unlike the gods worshipped by most intelligent races, most nonhumans worship what their ancestors worshipped or even their ancestors, and their rituals were usually held here in the ancestral hall.