"Eagle Warriors! It's the Mexica Eagle Warriors!"
On the ramparts of Tree Snake City, Cloud Serpent Hunter Telavito had just recovered from dizziness when he heard his personal guard's anxious cries. He hurriedly looked over and saw thousands of elite warriors, steady in posture, agile in step, feathers of various colors shaking, rushing forward swiftly.
The lower sides of these warriors' shields hung with yellow and green bird feathers, while gray eagle feathers stood atop their helmets. Although their luxurious war clothes had been replaced with platinum heavy armor, Telavito recognized them at a glance. Then, his heart suddenly tightened, and he let out a painful groan.
"Ah! It's the shield-bearing Eagle Warriors!"
At this moment, despite being brave, the face of Cloud Serpent Hunter showed a trace of despair.
