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Chapter 160
chapter 157 part 2
"Don't be afraid!!"
"The ancestors are watching us! Kill!"
"Wooooh!!"
Just as this atmosphere of panic emerged, a lizardman warrior let out a great roar, rousing the spirits of all the lizardmen.
Unfortunately, this boost in morale didn't last long. As the lizardman warriors once again slew a Flame Archangel, panting heavily with weary faces...
A brilliant radiance descended from the sky again, and a brand-new Flame Archangel made its debut!
Despair...
Fear appeared in the eyes of many lizardman warriors.
They were not afraid of powerful enemies, but against an unknown and seemingly immortal foe, even the most resolute warrior would waver.
Just as the atmosphere dropped to a freezing point!
"The Tribe Leader is dead!"
"The Priests are dead too—"
A terrified, wailing scream came from the deepest part of the tribe, making the hearts of all the lizardman warriors present tremble.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The two Flame Archangels beat their wings and once again charged into the lizardman ranks to begin their slaughter. The defensive line, which had been barely holding, collapsed at this moment.
One lizardman retreated in fear, instantly triggering a chain reaction. The rout began.
High above.
"Looks like it's over."
Tang Zheng watched the utterly routed Dragon Tooth Tribe below, put away the scroll he was holding, and raised his hands to rub his temples.
Eight Flame Archangels!
From the start of the battle until now, a full hour had passed, and Tang Zheng had expended eight Third Tier 'Summon Angel' scrolls.
At the beginning, this group of lizardman warriors could still coordinate perfectly and take down a Flame Archangel in a short time, but as casualties mounted, this high-intensity combat ultimately couldn't be sustained, leading to their current, complete rout.
Early morning.
In the depths of the Dragon Tooth Tribe.
The sole survivor of the two Priest Lizardmen led Tang Zheng to a large, unremarkable-looking vat.
The entire vat was over a meter tall with an opening more than 80 centimeters wide. It was filled with what looked like slightly cloudy wine.
A look of interest appeared on Tang Zheng's face as he sized up the large vat before him.
This was one of the Four Great Treasures of the lizardmen: the 'Great Wine Jug'.
After looking it over a few times, he saw its appearance was indeed somewhat plain. It looked like it was made of pottery, but it was clearly not that material.
"Item Appraisal."
Tang Zheng cast the magic on the jug.
...
Item: Magic Item · Great Wine Jug
Level: High Class (31-40)
Restriction: None
Effect: Can endlessly produce wine.
Description: This is a magical great jug that will produce fine wine anytime, anywhere—of course, only for certain races.
...
"It's actually a High-Class magic item." Tang Zheng was somewhat astonished when he saw the information from the item appraisal.
He hadn't expected this jug, which possessed neither offensive abilities nor any support effects, to have such a high item level.
Curiously, Tang Zheng walked up, ladled out some of the liquid, and sniffed it.
It had a somewhat fruity aroma.
He lowered his head and took a sip. It was astringent and bitter, though the alcohol content wasn't high.
"Doesn't taste good," Tang Zheng gave what he considered a fair evaluation.
"Awoo." The Evil Spirit Hound sniffed, its eyes fixed on the wine with great interest.
Tang Zheng passed the remaining liquid in his hand to the Evil Spirit Hound. "You want to try some too?"
"A soft whimper."
The Evil Spirit Hound responded, extending its tongue to lap up a few mouthfuls. The bone chain on its body rattled slightly, and it couldn't help but wag its tail a few times.
"Looks like you like it a lot." Tang Zheng was a little surprised, then a smile appeared on his face as he reached out and placed a hand on the large jug.
The 'Great Wine Jug' vanished, having been stored in his item box.
This item was indeed not very helpful in combat, but it could have excellent uses in specific scenarios.
For example, in a desert lacking a water source, the 'Great Wine Jug' could be used as an infinite canteen.
"Alright, now tell me about all the magical knowledge in your tribe."
Having acquired a decent magic item, Tang Zheng smiled and turned to the Priest Lizardman beside him.
The reason he had spared the other's life was precisely to learn the magical knowledge passed down within the Dragon Tooth Tribe from it.
As the Priest Lizardman began to explain.
A look of surprise gradually appeared on Tang Zheng's face. The magical knowledge within this tribe was far more extensive than that of the Little Fang Tribe.
This situation was related to the lizardman tribe war from a few years ago. The Dragon Tooth Tribe, which had not participated, had absorbed not only the population of the two defeated lizardman tribes.
"Good, I'll just wait here for the other lizardmen tribes to arrive." After learning about the extensive magical knowledge they possessed, Tang Zheng knew he would likely be staying here for some time.
His gaze swept over his stat panel.
【Experience Slot: 225775/70000】
His experience had already reached over 220,000. According to Tang Zheng's calculations, with the current increase of 10,000 experience per level, he would need 340,000 experience to raise 'Magic Swordsman' to its max level of 5.
He already had over 220,000, so he was still short by about 110,000.
Upper Earth Month, October 12th.
Green Claw Tribe.
The entire room was filled with lizardmen, the atmosphere in the wooden cabin solemn.
All five of the tribe's Priest Lizardmen were gathered, each with a grave expression.
In addition, there was the Hunting Squad leader, Salius Xia Xia, wielder of the "Frozen Fang," and the Tribe Leader's older brother, Xiasiliu Xia Xia, whose strength was no less than the former's and who had also been victorious in several selection trials.
All the major figures in the entire tribe had gathered in this wooden cabin.
The atmosphere in the room was somewhat oppressive!
Even now, everyone still found it hard to believe.
The Little Fang Tribe and the Dragon Tooth Tribe were actually wiped out!
That was two tribes.
The weak Little Fang Tribe was one thing; they had suffered the most in the last tribal war and had yet to recover.
But the Dragon Tooth Tribe had over 120 lizardman warriors. In terms of the number of lizardman warriors, they were on par with the Green Claw Tribe.
"Have the people from the Little Fang and Dragon Tooth Tribes been settled?" The oldest Priest Lizardman was the first to speak, breaking the oppressive atmosphere.
(end of chapter)
"Don't be afraid!!"
"The ancestors are watching us! Kill!"
"Wooooh!!"
Just as this atmosphere of panic emerged, a lizardman warrior let out a great roar, rousing the spirits of all the lizardmen.
Unfortunately, this boost in morale didn't last long. As the lizardman warriors once again slew a Flame Archangel, panting heavily with weary faces...
A brilliant radiance descended from the sky again, and a brand-new Flame Archangel made its debut!
Despair...
Fear appeared in the eyes of many lizardman warriors.
They were not afraid of powerful enemies, but against an unknown and seemingly immortal foe, even the most resolute warrior would waver.
Just as the atmosphere dropped to a freezing point!
"The Tribe Leader is dead!"
"The Priests are dead too—"
A terrified, wailing scream came from the deepest part of the tribe, making the hearts of all the lizardman warriors present tremble.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The two Flame Archangels beat their wings and once again charged into the lizardman ranks to begin their slaughter. The defensive line, which had been barely holding, collapsed at this moment.
One lizardman retreated in fear, instantly triggering a chain reaction. The rout began.
High above.
"Looks like it's over."
Tang Zheng watched the utterly routed Dragon Tooth Tribe below, put away the scroll he was holding, and raised his hands to rub his temples.
Eight Flame Archangels!
From the start of the battle until now, a full hour had passed, and Tang Zheng had expended eight Third Tier 'Summon Angel' scrolls.
At the beginning, this group of lizardman warriors could still coordinate perfectly and take down a Flame Archangel in a short time, but as casualties mounted, this high-intensity combat ultimately couldn't be sustained, leading to their current, complete rout.
Early morning.
In the depths of the Dragon Tooth Tribe.
The sole survivor of the two Priest Lizardmen led Tang Zheng to a large, unremarkable-looking vat.
The entire vat was over a meter tall with an opening more than 80 centimeters wide. It was filled with what looked like slightly cloudy wine.
A look of interest appeared on Tang Zheng's face as he sized up the large vat before him.
This was one of the Four Great Treasures of the lizardmen: the 'Great Wine Jug'.
After looking it over a few times, he saw its appearance was indeed somewhat plain. It looked like it was made of pottery, but it was clearly not that material.
"Item Appraisal."
Tang Zheng cast the magic on the jug.
...
Item: Magic Item · Great Wine Jug
Level: High Class (31-40)
Restriction: None
Effect: Can endlessly produce wine.
Description: This is a magical great jug that will produce fine wine anytime, anywhere—of course, only for certain races.
...
"It's actually a High-Class magic item." Tang Zheng was somewhat astonished when he saw the information from the item appraisal.
He hadn't expected this jug, which possessed neither offensive abilities nor any support effects, to have such a high item level.
Curiously, Tang Zheng walked up, ladled out some of the liquid, and sniffed it.
It had a somewhat fruity aroma.
He lowered his head and took a sip. It was astringent and bitter, though the alcohol content wasn't high.
"Doesn't taste good," Tang Zheng gave what he considered a fair evaluation.
"Awoo." The Evil Spirit Hound sniffed, its eyes fixed on the wine with great interest.
Tang Zheng passed the remaining liquid in his hand to the Evil Spirit Hound. "You want to try some too?"
"A soft whimper."
The Evil Spirit Hound responded, extending its tongue to lap up a few mouthfuls. The bone chain on its body rattled slightly, and it couldn't help but wag its tail a few times.
"Looks like you like it a lot." Tang Zheng was a little surprised, then a smile appeared on his face as he reached out and placed a hand on the large jug.
The 'Great Wine Jug' vanished, having been stored in his item box.
This item was indeed not very helpful in combat, but it could have excellent uses in specific scenarios.
For example, in a desert lacking a water source, the 'Great Wine Jug' could be used as an infinite canteen.
"Alright, now tell me about all the magical knowledge in your tribe."
Having acquired a decent magic item, Tang Zheng smiled and turned to the Priest Lizardman beside him.
The reason he had spared the other's life was precisely to learn the magical knowledge passed down within the Dragon Tooth Tribe from it.
As the Priest Lizardman began to explain.
A look of surprise gradually appeared on Tang Zheng's face. The magical knowledge within this tribe was far more extensive than that of the Little Fang Tribe.
This situation was related to the lizardman tribe war from a few years ago. The Dragon Tooth Tribe, which had not participated, had absorbed not only the population of the two defeated lizardman tribes.
"Good, I'll just wait here for the other lizardmen tribes to arrive." After learning about the extensive magical knowledge they possessed, Tang Zheng knew he would likely be staying here for some time.
His gaze swept over his stat panel.
【Experience Slot: 225775/70000】
His experience had already reached over 220,000. According to Tang Zheng's calculations, with the current increase of 10,000 experience per level, he would need 340,000 experience to raise 'Magic Swordsman' to its max level of 5.
He already had over 220,000, so he was still short by about 110,000.
Upper Earth Month, October 12th.
Green Claw Tribe.
The entire room was filled with lizardmen, the atmosphere in the wooden cabin solemn.
All five of the tribe's Priest Lizardmen were gathered, each with a grave expression.
In addition, there was the Hunting Squad leader, Salius Xia Xia, wielder of the "Frozen Fang," and the Tribe Leader's older brother, Xiasiliu Xia Xia, whose strength was no less than the former's and who had also been victorious in several selection trials.
All the major figures in the entire tribe had gathered in this wooden cabin.
The atmosphere in the room was somewhat oppressive!
Even now, everyone still found it hard to believe.
The Little Fang Tribe and the Dragon Tooth Tribe were actually wiped out!
That was two tribes.
The weak Little Fang Tribe was one thing; they had suffered the most in the last tribal war and had yet to recover.
But the Dragon Tooth Tribe had over 120 lizardman warriors. In terms of the number of lizardman warriors, they were on par with the Green Claw Tribe.
"Have the people from the Little Fang and Dragon Tooth Tribes been settled?" The oldest Priest Lizardman was the first to speak, breaking the oppressive atmosphere.
(end of chapter)
