Chương 61: Strange Jackalan

Kant narrowed his eyes. There was a hint of strangeness in his eyes.

The Jackalans were a lowly race, a backwater tribe that had not even developed civilization yet. How could there be more than 30 standard combat soldiers who wore full-body mail armor and held two-handed axes in their hands? 

Looking at the multilayered mail armor as well as the two-handed axes that gave off a cold glimmer, it was obvious that they were not of inferior quality.

The weapons and armor even seemed a few levels higher than the mail armor and the two-handed battle ax equipped by the Jackalan chieftain that Kant's group defeated a while ago.

This was precisely what puzzled Kant. 

30 beings that were not inferior to the Jackalan chieftain actually appeared in this salt mine. It was really strange.

"They have discovered us. "