Chapter 1541: Conjecture
The Werewolf was extremely irate, knowing it was basically impossible to snatch back their Shield. If it made a move, it would inevitably incite a siege from the other factions. If an uproar caused by them led to the failure of the siege on Uldaman,
then once this incident concluded, the entire Chaos Camp would again draw the fury of the other factions.
Keep in mind that if it weren’t for the series of crises that emerged one after another, the other three factions wouldn’t even consider cooperating with them. Then they would constantly face the warfare and pressure from the three factions, and no matter how strong the Chaos Camp’s combat prowess was, they couldn’t withstand it.
Therefore, facing a crisis, even if it didn’t affect the Chaos Camp, they still dispatched their Legion to participate actively in world-scale events to achieve a fragile balance and make their presence felt.
"General Coolbass, are you just going to watch these savages strut around?" The Werewolf reattached its own arm and said sullenly to the Human General.
The Human General sneered, "You’re shameless yourself, spouting lies and slandering a youngster. As a result, someone seized your property, and you still have the gall to bluster here. If it were me, I would’ve been too embarrassed to stay a moment longer."
The Human General had no intention of giving the Werewolf any face. On one hand, the Werewolves were a significant threat to the Human Kingdom. At first, they might not have been significant, but after the Werewolf Race descended, they recruited many of the native Werewolves, which greatly increased the pressure on humanity.
On the other hand, in this world, might is revered. The Werewolf, as an old and powerful figure, was actually bullied by a young rookie and still had the nerve to bluster, which the Human General couldn’t look upon with respect.