The beastman, with bewildered eyes, looked at Eryao in front of him, believing him to be a Heavenly God, capable of anything, and then with bright eyes of admiration—the lion's eyes.
Understanding some of Eryao's so-called skills!
"No, I don't know magic, but I have a bit of martial strength! This is a bit of agile movement technique ability inherited from birth; as soon as we can walk from birth, we can practice,
this is our life assurance. Facing those magicians in the small countries, while we can't beat them, we still don't let them kill us all!"
Mr. Lionhead finished speaking and demonstrated to Eryao: "Ah!" Lion's Roar!
That voice echoed through the clouds, truly far-reaching!
Indeed deserved to be called Lion's Roar...
"So noisy, too noisy, shut up!" Eryao looked at the Lionhead with disdain, clearly implying that if he didn't shut his mouth, he would be crushed to pieces on the ground!
Who wouldn't know how to roar?
