Although the few Golden Tier giant beasts ran off midway, they were, after all, only a few.
Hundreds of Demon Beasts were now roaring and lunging toward the human army.
While leading his army, Robson heard the commotion in the distance. He rode Everton, circled once in the sky, and immediately spotted the horde of Demon Beasts charging toward them.
Robson's eyes went wide as he gazed at the horde of Demon Beasts.
'This horde of Demon Beasts will be enough to keep Affleck supplied for a good while!'
It was no exaggeration to say that this was the first time Robson had ever seen a beast tide of this scale.
Back with Affleck, a hundred people would go hunting and bring back two or three beasts at most in a day—and that was on a good day.
'So the Demon Beast Mountain Range is actually a goldmine?'
"What is it? What happened?"
Valentino stepped forward to ask as Robson landed. The rest of the troops, especially Chief Mole, also looked toward Robson with confusion.
