Lord: I can see loyalty.

The tranquility of the forest clearing was shattered, replaced by the sounds of clashing weapons, roars, and screams.

The battle reached a stalemate from the very beginning.

These barbarian warriors employed extremely cunning tactics. Instead of engaging the heavily armored knights head-on, they relied on their speed and familiarity with the terrain to launch attacks from all sorts of incredible angles.

The stone spearheads and bone blades targeted the gaps in the armor, producing a series of scraping sounds.

Although the knights' defenses were strong, they could only form a tight circle and passively defend against the swift attacks.

The militia archers and hunters behind them tried to provide support, but the barbarians moved erratically among the trees, sometimes disappearing behind the trunks and sometimes swinging away on the vines. Most of the arrows were stuck in the trees or disappeared into the shadows, making it difficult to inflict effective damage.

"If we keep getting worn down like this... damn it!"

Jimmy cleaved back a barbarian who tried to pounce on his flank with a single sword strike. The blade cut a bloody gash in the barbarian's rattan armor, but failed to seriously injure him.

But soon, a low chanting came from the center of the procession.

The old mage Valentine, who had been staying in the center of the team's protective circle, waved his staff with his withered hand, creating a green light magic circle that gradually expanded with the chanting.

As his last syllable faded, the ancient trees surrounding the clearing seemed to come alive!

The thick tree roots burst forth from the ground like giant pythons, nimbly wrapping around the ankles of the leaping barbarians, while the drooping vines twisted and lashed, binding the enemy.

The entire battlefield situation instantly turned against the barbarians, and their speed advantage was greatly curbed.

"Good opportunity, advance!" Jimmy roared, and the knights seized the opportunity to counterattack. Arrows and longswords finally landed solidly on the enemy, and the battle seemed to turn around in an instant.

However, this advantage lasted for less than half a minute.

A barbarian warrior, pierced through the shoulder by Vio and lying among the corpses of his comrades, suddenly did something unbelievable in his struggle.

He twisted his head desperately, bit down on a nearby corpse, tore off a large chunk of flesh, and swallowed it whole!

His potentially fatal wounds were healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye! Other wounded or dying barbarian warriors, once they could reach the corpse, began to do the same horrifying thing.

They rushed toward their fallen comrades, and with a swallowing sound, their wounds healed rapidly, and their muscles and veins bulged.

"What...what kind of monster is this?!" A young militiaman's face turned pale, and he could barely hold onto his halberd.

After devouring the carcass, the barbarian warriors let out a roar that sounded inhuman and charged forward again.

This time, they completely abandoned dodging and skill, leaving only the most savage charging and biting, as if they felt no pain, and ordinary slash wounds would heal in the blink of an eye.

A knight's great shield was smashed open by two of these ferocious barbarians working together, and a third bone knife slashed into the gap in his armor, blood splattering everywhere!

The lines began to falter, and the knights struggled to hold on. This group of enemies, who were not afraid of pain and possessed terrifying healing abilities, were far more powerful than the Immortal Army, who were like corpses!

Just as the defensive line was about to be breached by this frenzy, a strange sound came.

Whoosh!Whoosh!Whoosh!

Several spears shot out from the forest above the clearing with a whooshing sound!

Their trajectories were terrifyingly precise, instantly piercing through several barbarian warriors who were devouring corpses and charging forward. The powerful force even sent them flying, pinning them firmly to the ground.

Immediately afterwards, a series of agile green figures, like wild beasts, leaped down from the high branches!

They landed silently, each holding a wooden spear or a polished stone knife. Every strike precisely hit the barbarian warrior's vital spot not covered by the rattan armor, finishing him off before he could heal.

These newly appeared figures seemed to know everything about the barbarians.

Their teamwork was seamless, like a hunt for wild beasts. In no time, the barbarian warriors, who had been so imposing just moments before, fell dead one after another in this sudden attack.

The battle gradually came to an end.

Vio and the others, panting, gripped their weapons tightly, staring in shock at the group of unexpected third parties.

Only then did they get a clear look at these people; they were agile and included both men and women.

The men are tall and robust with well-defined muscles, while the women are slender, agile, and skillful.

They wore elaborately woven animal skins or simple garments woven from large, tough leaves, and were decorated with feathers, animal teeth, or colorful pebbles.

Although the weapons in his hands were made of wood and stone, they were crafted with exceptional skill, unlike those of the barbarians.

They stood silently on the surrounding tree trunks or open ground, their sharp eyes scanning Vio and his group and the barbarian corpses on the ground.

Compared to those frenzied barbarians, this group was more like what are known as savages.

The leader was an exceptionally tall man. He pulled back a wooden spear that had impaled a barbarian, flicked off the blood, and after scanning the crowd, his gaze settled on Vio, who was surrounded by knights. He spoke in the barely audible royal language:

"Why...did you trespass into the forest?"