With a bang, the remains of the mysterious giant’s body fell onto the blood-soaked snow, and some unbroken heads rolled twice in the blood.

Seeing this situation.

This Samipa’s pupils contracted suddenly, and the anger in his heart was instantly extinguished as if doused with a bucket of ice water, quickly calming down.

The Samipa Race is indeed fearless and hot-tempered, but they’re not foolish enough to not think things through.

Rogel has already explained his purpose for coming due to the changes in Dragon Village, so naturally, he is not an enemy of the Samipa Race.

Moreover, with his terrifying strength, there is simply no need to deceive them.

His change in expression naturally did not escape Uvie Muzhe’s notice, who couldn’t help but smack its lips and secretly laugh.

’Serves you right, scared silly? Really think this boy has no temper?’

Having been with Rogel for so long, Uvie Muzhe had long known he was a person with clear boundaries, and he was fearless against anyone with a stubborn head.

After all, he was a guy who dared to delve into ancient ruins at a Low Tier; it’s strange to think he wouldn’t have a temper.

"...Let go of me."

Calming down, this Samipa said in a muffled voice.

Rogel released his oppression without changing his expression.

With the oppression lifted from him, Samipa turned and spat viciously toward the remains of the mysterious giant: "Pah, damned giant bastard!"

After venting his anger, he turned and solemnly explained the situation.

"...These giants invaded our Samipa Icefield under the leadership of a Two-headed Giant, they’re fearless, powerful, and cannot be communicated with..."

"Two-headed Giant? Did you see who it was? Oduan, Nemir’s or Dolimate?" Uvie Muzhe asked intently, staring at him.

There are very few Two-headed Giants in Dragon Village, and Uvie Muzhe had built good relationships with them in Dragon Village, almost recognizing them all.

Moreover, they occasionally visited the Samipa Icefield, hence Uvie Muzhe’s eagerness to inquire.

"Old Uvie, don’t rush."

Rogel raised his hand, spoke solemnly, and signaled for the Samipa to continue.

"...It’s a new face I’ve never seen before." He replied.

"From what you said, has Samipa already lost this war?"

Rogel recalled his earlier words, frowning slightly.

Hearing Rogel’s words, this Samipa couldn’t help but clench his fists in fury.

Of course, not against Rogel or Uvie Muzhe, but against the invaders.

Soon he shook his head resolutely: "...No, we haven’t lost, as long as there is still one Samipa alive, we will never let those giant bastards occupy the Samipa Icefield!"

Undoubtedly, these are just grandstanding words.

Samipa might have already lost this war.

"Your Samipa Race is not weak, why then...are you in this predicament?"

Uvie Muzhe asked solemnly, still considering Samipa’s reputation in his words.

Back then, it often visited the Samipa Icefield for "physical interactions." Although it couldn’t commend the Samipas’ character, it knew deep down that the Samipas were not weak.

If Dragon Village wanted to completely deal with the Samipa Race, it had to send out the village’s elders.

If Uvie Muzhe predicted correctly, there must be a Demigod among the Samipa Race.

Yet such a powerful tribe is being pushed to this predicament by external, mysterious giants.

Why is this?

"...It’s reproduction."

The Samipa spoke through gritted teeth.

Reproduction?

Rogel and Uvie Muzhe exchanged glances, both seeing surprise in the other’s eyes.

"These giant bastards initially didn’t land on the island, numbers were few, they occupied a corner of the icefield, and set up a base."

"We sent people to try and communicate with them, but they never returned."

"Later we realized, these giant bastards had begun to crazily capture our peripheral Samipa tribesmen for reproduction at the base..."

"Their reproductive speed is incredibly fast, almost perpetual, and the newly-born giant bastards only need half a day to gain notable combat power..."

"And this is how the icefield was occupied step by step, devoured..."

Samipa didn’t finish his words.

Uvie Muzhe interrupted: "Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

Uvie Muzhe said incredulously: "The reproduction of Two-headed Giants is extremely difficult; if they could reproduce at such a speed..."

...Dragon Village wouldn’t have accepted them!

Uvie Muzhe didn’t voice this thought.

The bloodline ability of Two-headed Giants for transforming the mundane into treasures is extremely perverse.

For example.

A heap of Gold Coins, if placed elsewhere, are merely for show, but if given to the Two-headed Giant, they can transform them into a Golden Blade for slaying dragons, powered by strong Extraordinary Power!

Moreover, this ability of theirs holds even more potential...

’If able to break the reproduction barrier, perhaps I could establish a Land of Giants...’

At this moment, a joke made by Oduan echoed in its mind, making it feel struck by lightning.

If this were true...Oduan and the others would absolutely have a reason to wage war...

"There’s nothing impossible, see for yourself."

The Samipa snorted coldly.

"Do you know why these giants invaded the icefield?"

Rogel glanced at the silent Uvie Muzhe and then asked the Samipa.