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Chapter 13. This was Cheating!
A battle between barbarians always epitomized what could be described as the aesthetics of violence. Both sides wielded curved swords and when the battle began, the smell of blood immediately filled the air.
This battle was not fair for the Black Mamba Tribe. Their Beast Dancer Priest, who was usually the battle commander, was missing.
The priest did more that help in battle. More importantly, she reassured the women and children, preventing them from crying out and keeping the fighting men calm. She could even encourage them to join the battle.
But at this moment, she was caught in the enemy's trap.
On the other hand, the priest of the Gray Wing Tribe, a thin but lustful-eyed old man, had joined the battlefield a long time ago.
The huge Eagle that fought Carly her Wolf was his contracted beast.
The priest's hair did not need to be dyed at all; It was gray and white. Like weeds that had lost its vitality and had curled up into a ball, the priest appeared so weak that it seemed like a single thrown stone would knock him out. In fact, that was exactly what many people did this. They did not just throw stones, but also their curved swords.
But the strange thing was, no matter what they threw or the technique they used, the projectiles would go out of control when they were less than a meter away from the priest. They would abruptly slow down and fall to the ground.
Then, the old man would cough and laugh mockingly at the barbarian who had thrown the projectile.
His smile seemed to say, "Is that all the strength you have?"
The mockery was clear and a group of young men from the Black Mamba Tribe were so infuriated that they screamed and rushed forward. However, an Eagle appeared from behind and grabbed them by the neck. Its steel claws pierced through them like tofu, and blood flowed freely.
They fell to the ground and were trampled on before they could even react.
...
The battle was one-sided. Chakong had never experienced such a easy battle. It was all thanks to that "mysterious thing". He couldn't help but tremble, both out of excitement and fear.
He couldn't resist looking forward. His gaze passed through the crowd and landed on the figure who was forced to crouch on the ground. It was all thanks to her being pinned down that the battle was so easy.
Chakong licked the blood on his lips. His whole body was burning up. A new power spread out from the bottom of his heart, filling him with fighting spirit. He was neither fast nor slow, as if he was going for a stroll in his hunting grounds. In truth, he was heading for the priest.
"Don't come near!"
A figure pounced from the left.
Chakong did not even look at the idiot who exposed his sneak attack before he could even hit his target. He shifted his foot slightly and raised his knife. He could feel the blade of the knife piercing into flesh and bone, and he could not help but tremble.
He gently pulled out the knife and heard the soft sound of the body falling to the ground. He did not look at the other party and just walked towards Carly with firm steps.
The head of a priest could be exchanged for many sheep. Then, he would exchange these sheep for women. If he produced a bunch of children, he might be able to start a village of his own.
While he fantasized, he suddenly heard a beast's roar that was very close!
Chakong was startled. He could almost imagine a giant wolf pouncing at him from behind. He quickly held his head and squatted down. However, the imagined black shadow flying over his head did not appear. Instead, a foot ruthlessly kicked his butt. The hard tip of the shoe, actually connected with his tailbone!
Someone also said, "Go away!"
"Owwww—"
Chakong was in so much pain that he almost shed tears. He was about to turn around and attack when he was hit hard on the back of his head.
Before he fainted, he seemed to hear the words, "We have a survivor."
Chakong fell the same way many other barbarians fell. It did not cause any waves, but the battle had changed bizarrely from that moment on.
The old priest had actually mastered some sorcery related to air currents. He set up an invisible air barrier around himself. Any projectile that entered the barrier would slow down and fall limply.
He took advantage of the fact that the other side did not have a priest and used his status as a mage to bully a group of simple-minded melee fighters. With this barrier, he did not even have to worry about physical-type long-range opponents. It could be said that invincibility really was lonely.
Until a cold arrow was fired.
With his perception, he noticed the arrow, but he did not care and allowed it to approach.
Then, with a "pfft" sound, as if a sharp arrow had pierced through a thin sheet of paper, the black arrow passed through the barrier smoothly and went through his forehead.
The priest's face was filled with shock as he fell limply to the ground.
[How could a barbarian have a magic penetration arrow?] This was cheating!
At the same time, the Eagle circling above his head let out a sharp screech, which made all the barbarians cover their ears. Then, it took the opportunity to dive towards Carly!
As a contracted beast, the Eagle would not live long after its master's death, so it simply charged at the most dangerous enemy.
Carly's Wolf gave a low growl and chased after it. Protecting the girl, it bared its teeth and slightly lowered its body. Like an arrow on a bowstring, it was ready to attack!
At this moment, a black shadow swept past, stepped on the Wolf's head and leaped high into the air. With an invisible wave of flames, it flew into the swooping Eagle. The two crashed into each other. It should have produced an earth-shattering sound, but the result was shocking.
In an instant, the black shadow had wrapped one hand around the Eagle's neck, swinging in a circle to land on the Eagle's back. The invisible dagger in the black shadow's hand stabbed down ruthlessly into the Eagle.
A stream of light entered the Eagle's body. Its neck tilted, and it lost its life.
It plunged into the ground in front of Carly. The ground was so soft that half of the Eagle's body was buried in it. The black shadow immediately jumped off the Eagle. Then, it was as if a bomb had been placed in the ground. With a boom, red soil flew everywhere, and the surrounding soil began to sink, sweeping towards the center.
A soft-bodied creature covered in thick armor burst out of the ground and swallowed half of the Eagle. It then plunged back into the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The two sides that were still fighting were shocked by this scene. With a clang, all the barbarians knelt on the ground and bowed in the direction of the creature.
"Bah! It's just a feudal superstition."
Char spat out the dirt in her mouth and helped Carly up from the ground without tidying her appearance. She was in a much more sorry state than he was. He had at least jumped away, but she had just stayed there like an idiot. Now, her whole body was covered in dirt.
"Hey, wake up."
Char waved a hand in front of her dazed eyes, and the latter seemed to have woken up from a dream. Then, with great shock, she threw herself into Char's arms and actually started crying.
A battle between barbarians always epitomized what could be described as the aesthetics of violence. Both sides wielded curved swords and when the battle began, the smell of blood immediately filled the air.
This battle was not fair for the Black Mamba Tribe. Their Beast Dancer Priest, who was usually the battle commander, was missing.
The priest did more that help in battle. More importantly, she reassured the women and children, preventing them from crying out and keeping the fighting men calm. She could even encourage them to join the battle.
But at this moment, she was caught in the enemy's trap.
On the other hand, the priest of the Gray Wing Tribe, a thin but lustful-eyed old man, had joined the battlefield a long time ago.
The huge Eagle that fought Carly her Wolf was his contracted beast.
The priest's hair did not need to be dyed at all; It was gray and white. Like weeds that had lost its vitality and had curled up into a ball, the priest appeared so weak that it seemed like a single thrown stone would knock him out. In fact, that was exactly what many people did this. They did not just throw stones, but also their curved swords.
But the strange thing was, no matter what they threw or the technique they used, the projectiles would go out of control when they were less than a meter away from the priest. They would abruptly slow down and fall to the ground.
Then, the old man would cough and laugh mockingly at the barbarian who had thrown the projectile.
His smile seemed to say, "Is that all the strength you have?"
The mockery was clear and a group of young men from the Black Mamba Tribe were so infuriated that they screamed and rushed forward. However, an Eagle appeared from behind and grabbed them by the neck. Its steel claws pierced through them like tofu, and blood flowed freely.
They fell to the ground and were trampled on before they could even react.
...
The battle was one-sided. Chakong had never experienced such a easy battle. It was all thanks to that "mysterious thing". He couldn't help but tremble, both out of excitement and fear.
He couldn't resist looking forward. His gaze passed through the crowd and landed on the figure who was forced to crouch on the ground. It was all thanks to her being pinned down that the battle was so easy.
Chakong licked the blood on his lips. His whole body was burning up. A new power spread out from the bottom of his heart, filling him with fighting spirit. He was neither fast nor slow, as if he was going for a stroll in his hunting grounds. In truth, he was heading for the priest.
"Don't come near!"
A figure pounced from the left.
Chakong did not even look at the idiot who exposed his sneak attack before he could even hit his target. He shifted his foot slightly and raised his knife. He could feel the blade of the knife piercing into flesh and bone, and he could not help but tremble.
He gently pulled out the knife and heard the soft sound of the body falling to the ground. He did not look at the other party and just walked towards Carly with firm steps.
The head of a priest could be exchanged for many sheep. Then, he would exchange these sheep for women. If he produced a bunch of children, he might be able to start a village of his own.
While he fantasized, he suddenly heard a beast's roar that was very close!
Chakong was startled. He could almost imagine a giant wolf pouncing at him from behind. He quickly held his head and squatted down. However, the imagined black shadow flying over his head did not appear. Instead, a foot ruthlessly kicked his butt. The hard tip of the shoe, actually connected with his tailbone!
Someone also said, "Go away!"
"Owwww—"
Chakong was in so much pain that he almost shed tears. He was about to turn around and attack when he was hit hard on the back of his head.
Before he fainted, he seemed to hear the words, "We have a survivor."
Chakong fell the same way many other barbarians fell. It did not cause any waves, but the battle had changed bizarrely from that moment on.
The old priest had actually mastered some sorcery related to air currents. He set up an invisible air barrier around himself. Any projectile that entered the barrier would slow down and fall limply.
He took advantage of the fact that the other side did not have a priest and used his status as a mage to bully a group of simple-minded melee fighters. With this barrier, he did not even have to worry about physical-type long-range opponents. It could be said that invincibility really was lonely.
Until a cold arrow was fired.
With his perception, he noticed the arrow, but he did not care and allowed it to approach.
Then, with a "pfft" sound, as if a sharp arrow had pierced through a thin sheet of paper, the black arrow passed through the barrier smoothly and went through his forehead.
The priest's face was filled with shock as he fell limply to the ground.
[How could a barbarian have a magic penetration arrow?] This was cheating!
At the same time, the Eagle circling above his head let out a sharp screech, which made all the barbarians cover their ears. Then, it took the opportunity to dive towards Carly!
As a contracted beast, the Eagle would not live long after its master's death, so it simply charged at the most dangerous enemy.
Carly's Wolf gave a low growl and chased after it. Protecting the girl, it bared its teeth and slightly lowered its body. Like an arrow on a bowstring, it was ready to attack!
At this moment, a black shadow swept past, stepped on the Wolf's head and leaped high into the air. With an invisible wave of flames, it flew into the swooping Eagle. The two crashed into each other. It should have produced an earth-shattering sound, but the result was shocking.
In an instant, the black shadow had wrapped one hand around the Eagle's neck, swinging in a circle to land on the Eagle's back. The invisible dagger in the black shadow's hand stabbed down ruthlessly into the Eagle.
A stream of light entered the Eagle's body. Its neck tilted, and it lost its life.
It plunged into the ground in front of Carly. The ground was so soft that half of the Eagle's body was buried in it. The black shadow immediately jumped off the Eagle. Then, it was as if a bomb had been placed in the ground. With a boom, red soil flew everywhere, and the surrounding soil began to sink, sweeping towards the center.
A soft-bodied creature covered in thick armor burst out of the ground and swallowed half of the Eagle. It then plunged back into the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The two sides that were still fighting were shocked by this scene. With a clang, all the barbarians knelt on the ground and bowed in the direction of the creature.
"Bah! It's just a feudal superstition."
Char spat out the dirt in her mouth and helped Carly up from the ground without tidying her appearance. She was in a much more sorry state than he was. He had at least jumped away, but she had just stayed there like an idiot. Now, her whole body was covered in dirt.
"Hey, wake up."
Char waved a hand in front of her dazed eyes, and the latter seemed to have woken up from a dream. Then, with great shock, she threw herself into Char's arms and actually started crying.
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