This was the High Priest of the Golden Tent Tribe.
As the spiritual leader of the Golden Tent Tribe, this was his routine task.
Ever since those detestable elves had started attacking the Half-Beast Tribes on the Death Desert, he had made time every day to personally inspect.
Although the Golden Tent Tribe was a large tribe with over ten thousand members, the High Priest felt he still needed to stay vigilant, lest those cunning elves, much like humans, find a loophole.
Especially... after they issued a war declaration.
In the eyes of the High Priest, those elves were simply lunatics.
After issuing the war declaration, those lunatics began crazily attacking tribes everywhere, making the already anxious Death Desert even more chaotic.
Things had been quieter these past two days.
Those evil elves seemed to have vanished overnight, and there had been no news of tribes being attacked for two consecutive days.
