chapter 87 Opening of the conference

"Woo...Woo...Woo..." In the early morning, a burst of rapid and passionate horn sounds came from the Dragon Hammer Tribe's arena. Soon, the horn sounds of the four major tribes sounded one after another and quickly spread to all the villages. At this time, Pascal Amos in the wooden house was also alarmed by the sound of the horn. He slowly opened his eyes, leaving a strong wind that flashed out. Along the way, everyone in the Wind Prevention Department, men, women, old and young,...