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Chapter 1036

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In the ancient times when the ancestors of Turan created their glory, in order to ensure that their descendants would always be strong and full of courage, the ancestors used their supreme wisdom to infuse totemic power into the bodies of the monsters. The most ferocious monsters that wandered in Turan Lake were all made into totemic beasts.

The biggest difference between monsters and normal beasts was that monsters often had the characteristics of many beasts. They also had the "characteristics" given by the ancestors, which allowed them to use all kinds of skills during battle.

The scarier thing about totemic beasts was that they had a huge amount of totemic power in their bodies. They could overflow their skin and form an exoskeleton that covered their entire body.

The exoskeleton that gave off a metallic luster was made from the same material as the totemic armor.

In fact, most of the totemic armors of the clan warriors were made by hunting totemic beasts, harvesting their exoskeletons and controlling cores.

Among the totemic beasts, the "Tusk Roar" was considered to be both cruel and cunning. It was quite a difficult existence to deal with.

This kind of beast had a speed as fast as lightning, and hunting skills that were not inferior to high level beastmen. It also had at least three characteristics, which allowed it to launch attacks that could not be seen by the naked eye.

Countless clan warriors and totemic hunters were pierced by its protruding fangs that looked like a saber tooth tiger.

From the size of the beast in front of him, as well as the range and thickness of the armor covering its body, this was a "Tusk Roar" that had entered its prime. Its combat power had reached its peak. If it was deep in the forest, it would definitely be able to easily kill a "battalion-level fighter"!

In Haifeng's mind, there was still a bit of drunkenness.

But the piercing murderous aura of the Tusk Roar instantly scared her out of her mind.

Her gaze went past the Tusk Roar and landed on the iron bars that were engraved with cuneiform characters in the corner of the cell.

Just now, it was this iron bars that were dragged by a chain that was as thick as an arm. It was slowly lifted up, which allowed the Tusk Roar to come in from the depths of the tunnel.

It was also the roar of the iron bars that woke Haifeng up.

So, someone purposely sealed her totemic power and locked her up with a Tusk Roar?

Haifeng's canines were deeply embedded in her lips.

If she could awaken her totemic armor and activate her totemic battle skills, the Tusk Roar would be a delicacy to her, and a toy to exercise before meals.

But now that her totemic power was completely sealed, she could only rely on the power of her flesh and blood to fight. Thus, she became the "toy and food".

Fortunately, the Tusk Howler was a very cautious and cunning totem beast.

Even though it had locked onto the hailstorm, it was not in a hurry to attack. Instead, it slowly sniffed the air and observed its prey.

After all, Hailstorm's body was surrounded by the strong battle intent of defeating countless powerful opponents.

This battle intent made Tuyaohou not dare to act rashly. It could only slowly circle around the ice storm.

The ferocious light in his eyes became thicker and thicker.

Hailstorm immediately realized who the mastermind behind the trap was.

"Kasafa, are you crazy?"

She cried, half shocked and half angry. "What do you want? You have no right to treat me like this. I am neither a member of the Bloodhoof Family, nor your vassal! I am a free gladiator. Even if I joined the Blood Skull Gang, it was as a mercenary!

"I have fulfilled all the duties of a free gladiator and a mercenary. I have even exceeded the quota!

"In the past two years, I have given my all in the arena. In the 'Game of the Brave', I have helped you and the Bloodhoof Family to defeat countless competitors!

"Now, you treat me like this. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by all the warriors in Black Corner City if this gets out? They will laugh at you for not being able to conquer me with your charm and strength, so you used such a despicable method to frame me. You have tarnished the glory of the Bloodhoof Family. They will say that you are a coward and a villain!"

Sure enough, just as the hailstorm finished speaking, Kasafa's deep laughter came from the four ventilation ducts in the four corners of the dungeon.

"Don't misunderstand, Hailstorm. How could I be the kind of despicable person who wants to destroy you because I can't have you?"

Kasafa said unhurriedly, "I am very grateful for everything you have done for the Blood Skull Arena and me in the past two years.

"Although I really hope to completely subdue you and fuse our bloodlines together so that we can fight side by side forever, if you insist on embarking on your own journey, I will definitely not stop you. I will only give you my heartfelt blessings.

"After all, just as you said, as a free gladiator, your performance in the past two years has been brilliant and impeccable. If I were to attack you rashly, not only Blackhorn City, but all the clan warriors in the entire Turanze Continent would look down on my character.

"However, Hailstorm, oh Hailstorm, you really shouldn't have helped the Golden Clan, sneaked into Blackhorn City, fanned the flames, created chaos, and even ambushed the warriors of the Bloodhoof Clan in an attempt to instigate internal strife within the Bloodhoof Clan. Such despicable and shameless means are really not the style of Warrior Turan. Whoever does that is equivalent to voluntarily giving up all dignity and glory. Naturally, she can't blame others for using any means to deal with her, right?"

"W-What?"

Hailstorm was dumbfounded. He was stunned for a while before he shouted, "I am not a spy from Pure Gold City! Isn't it rumored that the 'Night Devil' who ambushed the Bloodhoof Warriors is a lion-man expert from Pure Gold City? "

"That's right. The Night Devil himself should be a lion-man expert, but he must have companions. Otherwise, how could he be so familiar with the terrain of Black Corner City and the distribution of every street and alley?"

Casa said unhurriedly, "An expert who can silently kill dozens of Bloodhoof Warriors like this should be a famous existence even in the Golden Clan, which has countless experts. It is impossible for him to leave Pure Gold City for a long period of time and come to Blackhorn City.

"So, he must have companions who snuck into Black Corner City a few years ago to carry out reconnaissance, survey, and all kinds of preparations. After he arrived, they acted as his' guide '.

"Isn't this companion you, Hailstorm?"

"Kasafa, I don't know what you're talking about!"

Hailstorm's face instantly turned pale. She tried her best to refute while observing Tuyahou's actions, "I am not a spy from Pure Gold City. I hate the Gold Clan more than you, more than anyone in the Bloodhoof Clan!"

"I really want to believe you, Hailstorm."

Kasafa sighed and said, "But, if you are not a spy, I really can't understand why you are still unwilling to accept my blood and join the Bloodhoof Clan.

"I don't think I've mistreated you in any way. I've given you better treatment than the other aces, and I've never interfered with your freedom. I've never asked you about your past or asked you to carry out those difficult missions.

"As the strongest family in the Bloodhoof Clan, in the history of our Bloodhoof Clan, there have been many war chiefs. We have launched great wars that are enough to make all living beings in the Land of Holy Light tremble in fear. We have left behind countless wonderful heroic epics.

"I think, joining such a clan will not bury your strength, right?

"Why? You just don't want to?"

In all fairness, Kasafa's doubts were very reasonable.

If it was any "normal" defector of the Gold Clan, joining the strongest family in the Bloodhoof Clan would be the best choice.

Even many of the elite soldiers who had just joined the Blood Skull Squad did not receive Kasafa's blood.

They had to fight bravely on the battlefield, make contributions, and even be seriously injured to prove their strength with medals of bravery. Only then would they be qualified to have the surname "Bloodhoof" behind their names.

The glory that countless people yearned for was abandoned by Hailstorm.

It was no wonder that Kasafa was furious and made such a decision.

However, Hailstorm's reason could not be told to Kasafa or anyone else.

"I am not a spy." She could only clench her teeth and insist.

"Alright, actually, I also believe that you are not a spy."

It was an unconvincing argument, but it gained Kasafa's approval.

The supreme commander of the Blood Skull Squad changed the topic and said meaningfully, "Then, here comes the more interesting question. If you are not a spy of the Gold Clan, then who are you?

"To be more precise, an ace gladiator who has been dormant in my arena for two whole years and performed almost perfectly. What exactly are you?"

This sentence caused Hailstorm's expression to change drastically.

Before she could explain again, a piercing scream came from the ventilation ducts at the four corners of the dungeon.

This scream was beyond the limits of what the human ear could bear.

It also stimulated the ferocity of the Tusk Roar and tore apart its cautiousness. The depths of its eyes shone with a red light, and the tips of its two dagger-like tusks were surrounded by circles of red light. Deep in its throat, there was an ominous sound of swallowing coming out.

Without waiting for Hailstorm to speak again.

Tuya Roar charged towards her.

This ferocious totem beast bent its four limbs and flicked them. The runes on its exoskeleton that looked like natural patterns shone with a dazzling light. In an instant, it was like a lightning-fast saber that slashed towards Hailstorm's head.

Hailstorm could not use her totem power.

Her body of flesh and blood had also been paralyzed by the dozen barrels of strong alcohol.

The speed at which her muscles contracted could not keep up with the speed of her brain's instructions.

She tried her best to dodge to the left, but she still felt a sharp pain in her right shoulder. Tuya Roar had torn a wound so deep that the bone could be seen.

The white periosteum was exposed to the air. The sharp pain reminded Hailstorm that death was so clear and close. If she was not careful, she would die here before she faced her fate.

"Ka, Kasafa, what are you trying to do?"

Hailstorm covered the bleeding wound on her shoulder and gritted her teeth. "If you want to kill me, then do it yourself. Why do you need the help of the totem beast's claws? Don't you even have the courage to fight me fairly?"

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