After some conversation, Chen Feng finally understood the new situation faced by the Holy City.
The Black Blade Tribe and Fire Rong Tribe had temporarily withdrawn their forces, but according to the reconnaissance by sentries, these two tribes had not given up.
Moreover, they had issued the Snake God Temple’s orders for conquest, preparing to command various large, medium, and small tribes to dispatch warriors to respond to the call again.
This included the Silver Wood Tribe, one of the Eight Great Tribes of the Snake Spirit Continent.
"What do you need me to do?" Chen Feng asked.
He was going to seize the Snake Spirit Fruit and didn’t mind doing some things to fulfill his trade promise with the Holy City along the way.
"As much as possible, attack the confidence of the Snake-man Tribes and prevent their alliance."
Inside the camp tent, Oron spoke in a deep voice, eyes showing anticipation.
Everyone followed with their eyes, and Carrie, in the central seat, nodded gently, the tree and flower pattern on her face appearing quite mysterious.
"I know this request is very difficult to accomplish."
"But this concerns the survival of the Holy City, sir, you only need to delay their alliance from taking form as much as possible."
She saw more clearly than Oron, knowing that even a sixth-order Saint could hardly stop such a great trend.
Chen Feng nodded, delaying sounded more realistic.
Instantly, during a discussion, the Holy City planned to send people to cooperate with him, choosing to attack some of the Snake-man Tribes one by one or intercept them midway, to weaken their confidence and strength in forming an alliance as much as possible.
Oron would lead a team of elite warriors to follow him, all strong individuals drawn from the Three Great Armies.
A total of twenty-four Third Rank, six Fourth Rank, and one newly promoted Fifth Rank commander of the Thorny Army, especially skilled in healing.
Nodding, Chen Feng did not refuse.
Although acting alone would be more convenient, it would be foolish not to use free help.
Besides, he knew the Holy City was also worried he would just give a verbal agreement.
"Sir, I also want to contribute."
Unexpectedly, Molly spoke up, surprising everyone.
After all, everyone knew the journey was quite dangerous, yet she volunteered.
Molly pleaded, and Carrie hesitated for a moment, looking towards Chen Feng.
Calmly answering, Chen Feng felt it didn’t matter whether there was one more person or fewer.
"Then I entrust you, sir."
Carrie instructed, then gave everyone a brown seed the size of a fingernail.
"Hope it can lend you a hand."
A vague green light blossomed, and the brown seeds fell into everyone’s palms.
Using perception, Chen Feng could sense the strong vitality within, similar to the feeling given by an Advanced Life Potion, yet different.
Without a strong urge to consume it, he guessed it was something born from the consumption of some kind of power, without real main material.
Not delaying any further, Chen Feng walked out of the camp tent.
Massive flying eagles with black and brown feathers lay prone, their aura ranging between the Third and Fourth Rank.
The Holy City evidently had a way to rear mutant beasts, as Oron and others boarded the backs of the crouching flying eagles one by one.
At this moment, a strong wind howled.
On the flat brown earth, a shadow rapidly enlarged.
Everyone looked up, seeing a white-gray giant statue diving down, and the figure of a black-haired young man flashed, already standing on the shoulder of it.
Soon after, everyone exchanged glances.
Determination, entrustment, decisiveness.
All the elite stationed in the camp solemnly saw them off, some waved while others were heavy-hearted.
Waiting to the end, the white-gray stone statue took the lead, followed closely by many giant flying eagles.
The warriors on the black city walls looked up with open mouths, revealing hopeful expressions, and from the Holy City, gazes watched them, looking into the distance until those figures gradually disappeared.
"Hopefully, they return safely...."
The strong wind struck the face, and the Green Field Swamp appeared at the end of the brown earth.
A stretch of green seemed endless, and Chen Feng could sense malice peering from below.
Someone spoke, it was a Fourth Rank powerhouse from the Falcon Legion.
Clad in silver armor, robust physique.
As he drew the bow and nocked the arrow, several arrows pierced through the air, then split in mid-air into dozens of streams of light.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
The urgent sound of breaking air rang out, followed by the thud of arrows hitting flesh.
One strike was fatal, the concealed Snake-men were pierced in their vital areas, and they fell to the ground.
Someone else sensed the oddity of the Green Field Swamp, knowing many Snake-man sentries were hidden.
Arrows whistled through the air, Chen Feng did not take action, merely curiously glancing at the others.
The Awakening Method of the Holy City was considered an alternative martial path, and indeed, they had forged their unique aspect.
Combining visualization elements, one could gain some peculiar abilities.
For instance, people in the Falcon Legion mostly visualized wind attributes.
Their perception was quite keen, seemingly able to detect nearby anomalies through the breeze.
And in areas such as archery, they also had considerable bonuses.
"No need to waste energy, Snake-men are cunning, there’s certainly still Snake Pythons lurking here."
"We just need to keep moving forward."
Oron suddenly reminded, hoping everyone conserved energy for later actions.
Chen Feng also agreed, as this was too time-consuming otherwise.
"Let’s head directly to the Grey Ge Tribe."
He said, having looked over the map prepared by Molly and others.
The Snake-man tribes were numerous, besides the Eight Great Tribes, there were many medium and small tribes.
Most medium-sized tribes could only produce Fourth Rank powerhouses, and a few strong ones had Fifth Rank.
Moreover, only tribes of this level were qualified to cultivate the Snake Spirit Tree.
And the Grey Ge Tribe they were heading to was one of them.
Located hundreds of kilometers away, it was a vassal of the Black Blade Tribe.