315 Battle Between Tribes in the Beast Taming World!
At this moment, the sky in the Beast Taming World began to gradually darken.
Through the binoculars, Wang Zhen saw torches light up in the lion man tribe.
He looked into the depths of the grassland from the door.
In the end, more than a kilometer behind the lion man tribe, he saw a new group of beasts.
“Look over there!”
“Look into the distance of this tribe.”
Hearing Wang Zhen’s call, Xing Rong and Iron Axe immediately went over and lay on the ground. They took out binoculars and looked into the distance.
Then, he could not help but gasp.
“Damn!”
“Is… is there going to be a war?!”
In the vision of the three of them, a group of werewolves riding huge black wolves was rushing towards the lion man tribe.
These werewolves were holding weapons like machetes and spears that did not look very sharp. They also had some armor similar to crocodile skin.
After hurriedly marching 100 to 200 meters outside the city wall of the lion man tribe, this group of nearly 1,000 werewolves gradually stopped.
Then, Wang Zhen and the others saw a path gradually separate from the wolf crowd.
A two-meter-tall werewolf rode out on a huge wolf that was blood-red and had two heads. Saliva was still dripping from its mouth.
“Howl ~”
As the werewolf leader howled, the werewolves behind it also cried out.
Although the sounds were not very uniform, the wolf howls were still very intimidating.
Putting everything else aside, Wang Zhen and the others were already shocked.
Iron Axe, who was still heroic just now, had already begun to beat a retreat.
Gulp ~
He swallowed and said dryly,
“B-Brother, why don’t we go back?”
Hearing that his brother was so frightened that he wanted to wet himself, Wang Zhen did not insist.
After all, this lineup was indeed terrifying.
What did it mean to have more than a thousand werewolves, and they were werewolves riding wolves?
This was equivalent to a medium-sized beast tide.
Moreover, Wang Zhen did not need to look to know that the level of these werewolves was not lower than level three or even level four.
“It’s indeed dangerous.”
“Why are there so many fierce beast men’s tribes appearing on this grassland at every turn?!”
As he spoke, Wang Zhen’s tone was filled with frustration.
After all, this meant that their idea of finding the Concentration Fruit on the grassland would be ruined.
Xing Rong did not say anything at the side, but he agreed.
At the same time, he was also very glad.
Fortunately, when he came with Zhuge Qing and the others previously, he had not thought of walking on the grassland.
It looked clear, but the danger was not less than in the forest.
“Nethery, have you seen these werewolves or lion men?”
Just as Wang Zhen and Tie Fu were discussing if they should continue, Xing Rong whispered to the ghost girl at the side.
The ghost girl looked at the werewolves outside the stone wall in the distance and the lion man who had begun to gather inside the stone wall and fell into her memories.
Xing Rong was not in a hurry.
In any case, he was already prepared to fight a long battle this time.
He would not turn back until he reached the snow mountain!
“Who is he talking to?”
Xing Rong’s sudden words shocked Iron Axe.
Wang Zhen pulled him and pointed at the Beast Taming Index on Xing Rong’s arm.
“His beast is a ghost. We can’t see it.”
Hearing Wang Zhen say this, Iron Axe could not help but shiver.
It could not be helped. Regardless of whether they were powerful or not, many people were born afraid of such things that only existed in legends.
Xing Rong did not care about the discussion of the two mercenaries beside him. He saw that the ghost girl was about to shake her head when she suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed at the werewolf.
“That… that person is a priest. I’ve seen him before.”
Hearing the ghost girl’s words, Xing Rong’s heart beat wildly.
Immediately, he was poked in the eye by the binoculars again and looked at the wolf crowd.
Coincidentally, he saw a “person” covered in a black cloak sitting cross-legged and being carried out by four werewolves with a simple “strip”.
After hesitating for a long time, Xing Rong could only barely see that the “person” was holding something similar to a staff.
Wang Zhen and the other two also looked over.
“What’s this?!”
“That body doesn’t look like a werewolf, right?”
Under the gazes of the three people and the ghost, the wolf crowd, who had already arranged their formation, all looked at the black-robed “person” who had been carried out.
Right on the heels of that, they saw the black-robed “person” gently raise the staff in his hand and press it down in the direction of the city wall of the lion man tribe—
Boom!!!
A loud bang sounded.
Even though Wang Zhen, Xing Rong, and the others were far away, they still clearly heard this sound.
After the sound subsided, they discovered that the originally five-meter-tall city wall of the lion man tribe had been “torn” open in the middle.
Seeing this scene, the werewolf in the lead let out another howl.
Then, those werewolves’ eyes revealed a bloodthirsty ferocious light as they directly rushed towards the lion man tribe.
“Roar!”
The lion man tribe clearly did not expect the werewolves opposite them to do this.
At this moment, only about a hundred lion men had gathered behind the city wall.
Xing Rong and the others watched as a lion man commanded a line of defense there and barely blocked the charge of the werewolves.
Unfortunately, the black-robed man’s attack only rested for a minute before tearing another similar hole on the other side of the city wall.
When the lion-man commander, who had just used its claws to tear apart a werewolf’s mount, saw this scene, the expression on his face was furious.
Because the lion men were still gathering their manpower,
Therefore, only a dozen or so lion men went to block the opening this time.
Facing the impact of more than a hundred werewolves, these ten or so lion men were no different from a mantis trying to stop a cart.
Although these werewolves were generally smaller than the lion men,
Moreover, it was not as powerful as the lion man.
However, it was agile and fast.
Even if a lion man could fight two to three werewolves, under such a huge difference in numbers, that gap was still directly occupied by the werewolves.
“The lion man leader has gone over!”
After looking at the battlefield for a while, Wang Zhen noticed that under the only tall building in the lion man tribe, a team of lion men that were clearly much larger were riding lions towards the battlefield.
Especially the one in the lead, it was even taller than the one that had ambushed Zhou Wenjie.
It was definitely more than three meters tall.
The lion under him was also larger than the other lions.
“Damn it!”
“When these beasts fight, their fists really hit flesh and blood!”
Iron Axe, who was just about to escape, actually felt his blood boil.
Wang Zhen was the same.
Although they could be said to have been on the battlefield for a long time,
However, most of the people they faced were brainless existences like mutated beasts.
Unlike these half-human, half-beast beasts, they were actually quite organized in battle and knew how to use weapons.
Xing Rong placed all his attention on the “priest” mentioned by the ghost girl.
“Nethery, are you sure? Have you seen that person before?”
The ghost girl nodded, then shook her head.
“I’ve seen such a costume before.”
Xing Rong understood what the ghost girl wanted to express.
Then, he began to calculate crazily in his heart.
Originally, he was prepared to leave the grassland and go to the forest again to see if he could find the way to the snow mountain.
However, the appearance of this “priest” disrupted Xing Rong’s plan.
However, it also allowed him to see the possibility of understanding the ghost girl’s background further.
However…
“These werewolves don’t look easy to provoke!”
Hearing Xing Rong’s soft mutter, Iron Axe looked over in surprise.
“Kid, do you want to die?!”
“You still want to provoke these werewolves?”
Xing Rong did not expect him to mutter to himself.
He could not help but scratch his head.
“Uh… I didn’t want to either.”
“Moreover, my target is not those werewolves, but that priest.”
Wang Zhen and Iron Axe were stunned.
“Priest?”
“Yes.” Xing Rong nodded. “It’s that black-robed person. My beast told me that she saw such a person when she was alive. He’s at her house.”