Chapter 120: Chapter 88: Why Are There Humans Here?! (7,500 Words)

They were preparing to return.

The Wetland Lizard-men signaled as soon as they discovered the enemy, and when Lear arrived with the army.

These fierce beings had already launched an attack on the Wetland Lizardman Warriors who discovered them.

The rotting Centaur stood nearly 3 meters tall at the shoulder, wielding a sharp long spear that reflected a chilling gleam.

Its lower body was the torso of a warhorse, while its upper body was that of a human, with bulging muscles covered in scars.

Long, jet-black hair flowed wildly, giving off a cold aura.

On the horse's body, there were large patches of rot, emitting a nauseating stench.

Fierce and bizarre.

The two squads of Wetland Lizardman Warriors were retreating step by step, unable to withstand the other side's offensive.

Their bodies were covered with bloodstains.

Seeing the large gathering of people, the rotting Centaurs did not retreat; instead, their eyes turned blood-red, and their hooves kept pawing at the ground.