The Wild Boar Warriors from Red Creek Town often hunted totem beasts in the forest. The five of them worked well together.
Through the battle between the Wild Boar Buck and Big Buck, they had a certain understanding of their target's strength.
They believed that as long as Big Buck did not have the chance to wear the Totem Armor, the battle would definitely end in three rounds.
When the Totem Armor was activated, it would crazily absorb its owner's Psionic Energy and even life force.
No one would wear the Totem Armor for a long time — unless they were tired of living and wanted to become an "Origin Warrior".
Especially after having fun, and being next to his own territory, it was almost impossible for Big Buck to come out wearing the armor.
Although the revenge plan that was hatched in a hurry must have many loopholes.
But the Wild Boar Warriors were not the type to think carefully and take every possible possibility into account.
They were humiliated by their ancestors, and they still wanted their enemy to see the sun tomorrow.
How could they have the face to return to Red Creek Town?
The five Wild Boar Warriors jumped onto the roofs with agility that did not match their bodies, hid in the corners, and crawled behind piles of junk and trash cans.
They retracted their fangs, held their breaths, and waited quietly, as if they were ambushing totem beasts in the swamps of the forest.
The Hour of the Worm was almost here.
It was a starless night.
Under the dark sky, the bustling streets and swaying lights in the distance made the area even more quiet and dark.
Except for the rat people who occasionally walked by.
Two tall and burly clan warriors wearing cloaks and heavy weapons at their waists walked past the Wild Boar Warriors.
The clothes that were hung to dry did not fall.
Their bodies also did not match Big Buck's characteristics — one of them was too fat, probably having the blood of the Wild Elephant People flowing in his veins, while the other had horns on his head that were too big. They were like branches that protruded to the sides, like a reindeer.
The Wild Boar Warriors were not disappointed.
Although they did not find their target.
But the two clan warriors didn't notice their presence.
This meant that their concealment was effective.
About the time it took for a meal to pass by.
The clothesline hanging high above the street trembled slightly and was silently torn apart by someone.
The seven or eight pieces of clothing that had been hung to dry were like shedding snakeskin, and they floated down lightly.
The four Wild Boar Warriors lying in ambush in the alley became spirited.
Their pupils contracted slightly as they slowly licked their fangs with the tip of their tongues, tasting the sweetness of fresh blood.
In order to form the ambush circle, the four of them were separated and couldn't contact each other.
However, the tacit understanding that originated from the same ancestral soul made them feel as if they could see the shining light of vengeance on each other's blades that were slowly being drawn.
A tall figure gradually emerged from the darkness.
The faint light in the distance outlined his silhouette, which was somewhere between a wild boar man and an elephant man.
The unique bone structure on the soles of his feet was similar to that of a cow's hoof. Even though he was wearing leather boots, his footsteps still produced crisp clicking sounds on the flagstones.
Naturally, he wore a mask and hood.
But one side of the hood swelled up, and the other withered, as if he had only one horn.
At this moment, it was impossible for there to be a second Tauren with such distinctive features to walk over from the direction of Sugar House.
The corners of the Wild Boar Warriors' mouths curled into cruel smiles at the same time.
It was as if they could already see Big Buck being dismembered by them, and even his Totemic Armor being taken away and divided among themselves. The beautiful name of "Avengers" would also be spread throughout the entire Bloodhoof Clan along with this clean and efficient operation that left no traces behind.
Of course, now was not the time.
The target had not completely walked out of the darkness and into their ambush circle.
"Six more steps."
The five Wild Boar Warriors silently calculated in their hearts.
According to the current pace and speed, the target would only need six more steps to completely step into their ambush circle.
At that time, the four Wild Boar Warriors would rush out from four directions at the same time.
Wild Boar Buck would pounce down from the roof and deliver a fatal blow to the target's head.
It was done just like that.
"Six, five, four …"
The Wild Boar Warriors silently counted down.
The Tauren Warriors, who were about to step into the ambush circle, were completely unaware of all this.
Big Buck was still immersed in the enjoyment from a moment ago.
It was as if he was unwilling to get up from the soft velvet bed after a beautiful dream had ended.
He shook his head and moved forward as if he was stepping on cotton balls.
There were only three steps left before he stepped into the ambush circle of the Wild Boar Warriors.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
"Help! Murder! "
An extremely shrill scream tore apart the calm before the storm.
Before the five Wild Boar Warriors could react, a thin and wretched figure, using both his hands and feet like a big mouse, scurried out from a dark corner and ran desperately towards the Tauren Warriors.
As he ran, he used a sharp and ear-piercing voice that could be heard for miles in the dark night. He let out meaningless cries, "Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! "
The minds of the five Wild Boar Warriors immediately buzzed.
It's that ratman servant!
How did he untie the rope, remove the hood, and spit out the cloth?
What is Green Eyebrows doing!
Didn't he tell him to get rid of this dirty rat the moment the clothesline broke?
Green Eyebrows jumped out from the corner in exasperation. He roared and swung his knife at the ratman servant's neck.
He did not know what was going on, but just as he was about to kill the rat servant, the ratman servant suddenly exploded with an astonishing power. The joints and bones of the rat servant seemed to have disappeared, and the rat servant turned into a loach. With a whoosh, he escaped from under his hand.
The knife that he was confident of killing the rat servant missed.
The ratman servant panicked and stepped on a pile of rubbish with his left foot. He immediately fell forward like a dog eating mud.
However, he narrowly dodged the knife that was aimed at his neck.
The blade brushed past his hair and caused sparks to fly from the wall beside him.
The sparks landed on the ratman servant's face. The stinging pain made him even more frightened, and his cries became even more shrill.
Near and far, many of the originally dark windows were lit up with flickering lights.
Not far away from the brightly lit market, the noise gradually flowed towards them.
Wild Boar Buck and the other four boar warriors had no choice but to bite the bullet and jump out.
However, they were half a beat too late.
Being able to watch the Blood Skull Arena, where experts gathered, Big Buck was naturally not a slow-witted good-for-nothing.
Just as the ratman servant let out his first scream, every tendon and muscle in his body contracted to the extent that it was as hard as steel.
He activated the totem armor without hesitation.
When Wild Boar Buck swooped down from above, he had already finished putting on the totem armor.
The breastplate was carved into the head of a raging bull. On the left and right gauntlets, there was a mighty and domineering scimitar that looked like a bull's horn. In the darkness, the bull's eyes and the blades of the scimitars emitted an orange-red color that represented extreme heat.
Although Big Buck's totem armor was not as powerful as Casava's "Lava Fury", it was not something that a few boars could take down in a hurry!
He did not want to leak too much murderous intent and be detected by Big Buck in advance.
Wild Boar Buck, who had been crawling forward on the roof, only activated the totem armor the moment he leaped up.
Both sides completed the totem armor almost at the same time.
The battle blade and battle axe clashed, producing a thunderous roar and dazzling sparks.
"Puff!"
Wild Boar Buck spat out a mouthful of blood and took three steps back.
However, Big Buck did not move. He sneered disdainfully.
Originally, Wild Boar Buck was slightly weaker than Big Buck. Otherwise, he would not have been defeated in the arena.
After his defeat, he lost a piece of his armor to Big Buck. As time went by, the gap in strength between the two widened.
And this damned rat-man servant had completely disrupted their rhythm.
In his panic, Wild Boar Buck naturally could not take down Big Buck in one go.
At this point, his four companions could only jump out from the darkness one after another.
Unfortunately, their ambush circle had not formed yet.
The five of them blocked in front of Big Buck.
The path behind Big Buck was empty. There was not even a single strand of hair.
Big Buck's gaze swept past the five boar warriors one by one. There was no surprise or fear in his eyes.
Of course, he did not charge recklessly.
Instead, he held his battle blade horizontally in front of his chest and took half a step back warily. He retreated back into the darkness and assumed a posture as if he could retreat from the battlefield at any time.
That's right. One against five, he was definitely not a match for the boar warriors.
However, it would not be easy for five Wild Boar Warriors from Red Creek Town, who were unfamiliar with the place, to kill him in his native territory before the others arrived!
"So it's … Buck from Red Creek Town!"
Although both sides were wearing masks, Big Buck had already recognized their identities from the previous exchange.
He sneered. "Instead of issuing an open challenge in the arena, you hide in a dark alley and plan to bully me with numbers. Is this how the people of Red Creek Town take revenge?"
Such ridicule enraged Wild Boar Buck.
Just as he was about to charge forward and fight with his life on the line, he was hugged by his cousin.
"Let's go. We won't be able to kill him tonight!"
The slender eyes said in a deep voice. "If we don't leave now, we'll be in trouble when the main force arrives!"
In theory, private fights were forbidden between Turan warriors.
No matter what grudges they had, they should be settled in the arena or in front of the temple.
In the worst case scenario, it would have to be settled in front of a witness who had no interest in either party, or in front of both parties' relatives and friends.
However, a theory was just a theory.
In practice, it was fine as long as they did not leave any evidence and were not caught on the spot.
The people of Turan did not believe in the power of words.
A victim's accusation alone could not convict anyone.
As time passed, the victim rarely accused the perpetrator based on their testimony alone.
Instead, they would choose to take revenge in their own way.
Therefore, it was not too late to leave now.
Even if Big Buck knew their identities, he could not accuse them of crimes to the Bloodhoof Family or the Ironhide Family.
This method of "asking an adult to uphold justice" was too weak.
It would also expose the fact that he had been in and out of Sugar House.
The grudges between them could wait for the next suitable opportunity to be settled quietly in the dark!
However, if they were to be stopped by a large group of people and caught red-handed, it would be terrible.
To put it bluntly, to the people of Turan, killing and robbing was a common practice. There was nothing special about it.
However, killing and robbing was such a failure. Not only did he not kill his target, he was also stupid enough to be caught on the spot.
This was simply throwing away the face of the ancestral spirits!
June has begun. I wish everyone a happy Children's Day!
By the way, please count some tickets at the beginning of the month. Let the childish Old Bull be happy! ^_^
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