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Chapter 526
chapter 384 part 1
Chapter 381: The Lionman Tribe's Holy Relic, "Mane of the Blazing Thorn," and Control
They possessed combat power equivalent to four individuals in the Hero Realm.
Was that strong?
Among humans, the Re-Estize Kingdom and the Baharuth Empire combined only had the combat power of four individuals in the Hero Realm.
But this piece of information, gleaned from his probing, was not enough for Tang Zheng to completely lower his guard.
"That should be enough."
A thought stirred in Tang Zheng's mind, and he muttered to himself, "Go all out, Bronze Axe Minotaur and Flame-tongued Lizard."
There was a significant gap between one Hero Realm individual and another. Both of his summoned creatures were Level 35, the peak of this tier, and higher than the four powerful demi-humans below.
If he wanted to probe for more information, the best way was to kill the tribe's ruler. In the process, he could force out any hidden power the enemy might have.
"ROAR!"
The Bronze Axe Minotaur's muscles, gleaming with a metallic sheen, bulged as it opened its bovine maw, revealing its teeth and spraying saliva as it let out a heavenward roar.
The deafening roar briefly drowned out the snarls of the swarming Jackalmen.
As a summoned monster possessing purely physical damage, its roar naturally held no special power, yet it still had a certain effect on the Lionman Priest's abilities.
A trace of clarity and fear rose in the eyes of the frenzied Jackalmen!
"Damn you!"
The Lionman Priest's expression instantly turned ugly. Without pausing his strange, bobbing steps, he reached to his waist, grabbed a porcelain vial, and smashed it onto the ground.
With a *crash*, the porcelain vial shattered, scattering a large amount of mysterious powder all over the ground.
"Power of the Jackalman Ancestors!"
The Lionman Priest chanted in a low voice as invisible magic power surged.
The scattered powder rapidly coalesced, forming a totem on the ground that emitted a faint blue light.
"Kill!"
"Slaughter him!"
"...!"
The Jackalmen became frenzied once more, their gaunt bodies bulking up slightly.
The dense throng of Jackalmen surrounded the Bronze Axe Minotaur in just a few breaths, charging fearlessly to their deaths.
Under these circumstances, even with the might it displayed, the Bronze Axe Minotaur was forced to a halt by the Jackalmen, endlessly swinging its great axe to cut them down.
While most of the demi-humans were captivated by this scene, the Flame-tongued Lizard, whose presence was as faint as a common mount, had vanished at some point.
"Subterranean Assault!"
*BOOM!*
In an instant, the ground beneath King Anriel's feet exploded, and the more than five-meter-long Flame-tongued Lizard shot its head out, opening its cavernous maw to bite down.
"King?!"
The Lionman Priest's pupils contracted. He cried out in panic, his hands completely tied.
He never imagined this lizard could actually burrow, easily bypassing the guards in front by traveling underground.
"A mere lizard!"
King Anriel did not evade. His dark yellow, beastly pupils were filled with confidence and indifference. His fiery red mane billowed like a mass of flames as he let out a roar of leonine arrogance.
"I am the 'King' of this great grassland!"
The rubble and blast of air kicked up by the Flame-tongued Lizard's eruption from the ground threw back the exquisite beast hide cloak draped over King Anriel's shoulders.
*Shwa!*
An inconspicuous pendant around King Anriel's neck suddenly glowed with red light.
It was a finger-thick tuft of fiery red mane, tied tightly with hemp rope into the shape of a pendant, upon which the light of magic power faintly flowed.
In an instant—a fiery red barrier that enveloped King Anriel was released from the pendant, encasing his entire body in its protection.
*BANG!*
The Flame-tongued Lizard's ferocious impact collided with the barrier, producing a dull thud. The powerful blow was actually blocked by this red, translucent barrier.
In mid-air, Tang Zheng, who saw this, narrowed his eyes imperceptibly. It could withstand a full-force blow from a Level 35 Flame-tongued Lizard.
This magic item was quite valuable!
"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Tang Zheng's eyes.
Down below, after blocking the Flame-tongued Lizard's violent strike, a fist-sized red glow emerged from the pendant again. In the next moment, it unleashed a crimson beam of light.
*BOOM!*
"Screeech..."
The Flame-tongued Lizard let out a pained cry as the crimson beam sent it flying and knocked it to the ground. A large cloud of dust rose, shrouding it from view.
"You have angered the great Wal Tribe!"
King Anriel looked at the blasted-away Flame-tongued Lizard with a satisfied expression. He turned his gaze back to the Bronze Axe Minotaur surrounded by Jackalmen in the distance, his tone incomparably chilling.
"Minotaur, no matter where you come from or what your purpose is, you've chosen the wrong target. A lion's gaze dares to stare directly at the scorching sun."
"I will use the blood of your tribe to wash this grassland clean!"
King Anriel's voice echoed through the air, his gaze growing colder. In his eyes, this was clearly a long-planned ambush.
The enemy's goal was obviously to kill him, the "King"!
This would not only cause chaos throughout the entire tribe, but even the Lesselde Tribal Nation might descend into turmoil.
"King!" "King!" "King!"
The Lionmen let out excited roars in unison. In their eyes, this sudden invasion had already been dealt with.
Under the Jackalmen's reckless attacks, that terrifyingly powerful Minotaur would sooner or later exhaust its strength, with defeat as its only outcome.
As for the Jackalmen's losses? What did that matter? This lowly race was merely a vassal to their powerful Lionman Tribe.
Hearing the cheers around him, King Anriel grinned, raised his arm, and looked at the burn mark on his palm, licking it with his tongue.
This was a side effect of using their Lionman Tribe's holy relic, the "Mane of the Blazing Thorn." Using it would cause a slight burn to the user.
However, compared to the item's ability, this minor negative effect was not worth mentioning.
*Swoosh!*
Suddenly, a red arrow shot out from the cloud of dust not far away.
"Flame Tongue Arrow!"
A red gleam flashed through the air, reaching King Anriel in the blink of an eye.
"Tough one!"
King Anriel was stunned. It was too late to dodge. He let out an angry shout as a faint white light flashed on his chest.
*Thump!*
After being momentarily blocked, the fiery red arrow easily pierced through King Anriel's chest.
A large amount of blood gushed from the wound!
"Ah, ah!"
King Anriel screamed, retreating in a sorry state. The arrogance and dominance in his eyes turned to terror as he hurriedly clutched his chest.
But no matter how he tried to cover it, blood continued to seep out from between his fingers!
This scene left all the surrounding Lionmen stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.
"SCREECH!"
The Flame-tongued Lizard, screeching furiously, charged out of the dust cloud again. A basin-sized dent and burn mark were visible where it had been struck by the red beam.
The previous attack had also inflicted significant damage on the Flame-tongued Lizard!
However, the Flame-tongued Lizard possessed a certain resistance to fire-attribute attacks. Furthermore, as a summoned monster, as long as its health points didn't drop to zero, it could still act.
"King?" "Stop it!" "KING!!"
The surrounding Lionmen descended into chaos, desperately rushing forward to block the Flame-tongued Lizard.
Unfortunately, their strength was simply insufficient to stop the Level 35 Flame-tongued Lizard. The force generated by the charge of its five-meter-long body easily sent anyone in its way flying.
Chapter 381: The Lionman Tribe's Holy Relic, "Mane of the Blazing Thorn," and Control
They possessed combat power equivalent to four individuals in the Hero Realm.
Was that strong?
Among humans, the Re-Estize Kingdom and the Baharuth Empire combined only had the combat power of four individuals in the Hero Realm.
But this piece of information, gleaned from his probing, was not enough for Tang Zheng to completely lower his guard.
"That should be enough."
A thought stirred in Tang Zheng's mind, and he muttered to himself, "Go all out, Bronze Axe Minotaur and Flame-tongued Lizard."
There was a significant gap between one Hero Realm individual and another. Both of his summoned creatures were Level 35, the peak of this tier, and higher than the four powerful demi-humans below.
If he wanted to probe for more information, the best way was to kill the tribe's ruler. In the process, he could force out any hidden power the enemy might have.
"ROAR!"
The Bronze Axe Minotaur's muscles, gleaming with a metallic sheen, bulged as it opened its bovine maw, revealing its teeth and spraying saliva as it let out a heavenward roar.
The deafening roar briefly drowned out the snarls of the swarming Jackalmen.
As a summoned monster possessing purely physical damage, its roar naturally held no special power, yet it still had a certain effect on the Lionman Priest's abilities.
A trace of clarity and fear rose in the eyes of the frenzied Jackalmen!
"Damn you!"
The Lionman Priest's expression instantly turned ugly. Without pausing his strange, bobbing steps, he reached to his waist, grabbed a porcelain vial, and smashed it onto the ground.
With a *crash*, the porcelain vial shattered, scattering a large amount of mysterious powder all over the ground.
"Power of the Jackalman Ancestors!"
The Lionman Priest chanted in a low voice as invisible magic power surged.
The scattered powder rapidly coalesced, forming a totem on the ground that emitted a faint blue light.
"Kill!"
"Slaughter him!"
"...!"
The Jackalmen became frenzied once more, their gaunt bodies bulking up slightly.
The dense throng of Jackalmen surrounded the Bronze Axe Minotaur in just a few breaths, charging fearlessly to their deaths.
Under these circumstances, even with the might it displayed, the Bronze Axe Minotaur was forced to a halt by the Jackalmen, endlessly swinging its great axe to cut them down.
While most of the demi-humans were captivated by this scene, the Flame-tongued Lizard, whose presence was as faint as a common mount, had vanished at some point.
"Subterranean Assault!"
*BOOM!*
In an instant, the ground beneath King Anriel's feet exploded, and the more than five-meter-long Flame-tongued Lizard shot its head out, opening its cavernous maw to bite down.
"King?!"
The Lionman Priest's pupils contracted. He cried out in panic, his hands completely tied.
He never imagined this lizard could actually burrow, easily bypassing the guards in front by traveling underground.
"A mere lizard!"
King Anriel did not evade. His dark yellow, beastly pupils were filled with confidence and indifference. His fiery red mane billowed like a mass of flames as he let out a roar of leonine arrogance.
"I am the 'King' of this great grassland!"
The rubble and blast of air kicked up by the Flame-tongued Lizard's eruption from the ground threw back the exquisite beast hide cloak draped over King Anriel's shoulders.
*Shwa!*
An inconspicuous pendant around King Anriel's neck suddenly glowed with red light.
It was a finger-thick tuft of fiery red mane, tied tightly with hemp rope into the shape of a pendant, upon which the light of magic power faintly flowed.
In an instant—a fiery red barrier that enveloped King Anriel was released from the pendant, encasing his entire body in its protection.
*BANG!*
The Flame-tongued Lizard's ferocious impact collided with the barrier, producing a dull thud. The powerful blow was actually blocked by this red, translucent barrier.
In mid-air, Tang Zheng, who saw this, narrowed his eyes imperceptibly. It could withstand a full-force blow from a Level 35 Flame-tongued Lizard.
This magic item was quite valuable!
"Oh?" A hint of surprise flashed in Tang Zheng's eyes.
Down below, after blocking the Flame-tongued Lizard's violent strike, a fist-sized red glow emerged from the pendant again. In the next moment, it unleashed a crimson beam of light.
*BOOM!*
"Screeech..."
The Flame-tongued Lizard let out a pained cry as the crimson beam sent it flying and knocked it to the ground. A large cloud of dust rose, shrouding it from view.
"You have angered the great Wal Tribe!"
King Anriel looked at the blasted-away Flame-tongued Lizard with a satisfied expression. He turned his gaze back to the Bronze Axe Minotaur surrounded by Jackalmen in the distance, his tone incomparably chilling.
"Minotaur, no matter where you come from or what your purpose is, you've chosen the wrong target. A lion's gaze dares to stare directly at the scorching sun."
"I will use the blood of your tribe to wash this grassland clean!"
King Anriel's voice echoed through the air, his gaze growing colder. In his eyes, this was clearly a long-planned ambush.
The enemy's goal was obviously to kill him, the "King"!
This would not only cause chaos throughout the entire tribe, but even the Lesselde Tribal Nation might descend into turmoil.
"King!" "King!" "King!"
The Lionmen let out excited roars in unison. In their eyes, this sudden invasion had already been dealt with.
Under the Jackalmen's reckless attacks, that terrifyingly powerful Minotaur would sooner or later exhaust its strength, with defeat as its only outcome.
As for the Jackalmen's losses? What did that matter? This lowly race was merely a vassal to their powerful Lionman Tribe.
Hearing the cheers around him, King Anriel grinned, raised his arm, and looked at the burn mark on his palm, licking it with his tongue.
This was a side effect of using their Lionman Tribe's holy relic, the "Mane of the Blazing Thorn." Using it would cause a slight burn to the user.
However, compared to the item's ability, this minor negative effect was not worth mentioning.
*Swoosh!*
Suddenly, a red arrow shot out from the cloud of dust not far away.
"Flame Tongue Arrow!"
A red gleam flashed through the air, reaching King Anriel in the blink of an eye.
"Tough one!"
King Anriel was stunned. It was too late to dodge. He let out an angry shout as a faint white light flashed on his chest.
*Thump!*
After being momentarily blocked, the fiery red arrow easily pierced through King Anriel's chest.
A large amount of blood gushed from the wound!
"Ah, ah!"
King Anriel screamed, retreating in a sorry state. The arrogance and dominance in his eyes turned to terror as he hurriedly clutched his chest.
But no matter how he tried to cover it, blood continued to seep out from between his fingers!
This scene left all the surrounding Lionmen stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief.
"SCREECH!"
The Flame-tongued Lizard, screeching furiously, charged out of the dust cloud again. A basin-sized dent and burn mark were visible where it had been struck by the red beam.
The previous attack had also inflicted significant damage on the Flame-tongued Lizard!
However, the Flame-tongued Lizard possessed a certain resistance to fire-attribute attacks. Furthermore, as a summoned monster, as long as its health points didn't drop to zero, it could still act.
"King?" "Stop it!" "KING!!"
The surrounding Lionmen descended into chaos, desperately rushing forward to block the Flame-tongued Lizard.
Unfortunately, their strength was simply insufficient to stop the Level 35 Flame-tongued Lizard. The force generated by the charge of its five-meter-long body easily sent anyone in its way flying.
