In fact, the Draconic Beastman had been dispatched by Lin Yun at the start of the battle. With Carnage in hand, the Draconic Beastman, who was now a 9th Rank Expert Swordsman, could be said to be invincible. That kind of crazy harvesting feeling was too refreshing, and it was because he was immersed in that refreshing feeling that the Draconic Beastman was like a headless fly, rampaging through the battlefield until he was finally surrounded by the Raging Flame Beastmen.
There was no human silhouette as far as the eye could see, only numerous Beastman Cavalrymen charging towards him. There were at least a thousand of them.
At this time, the Draconic Beastman was covered in cold sweat. Even if he was simple-minded, he knew that his situation was very dangerous. He was surrounded by over a thousand Beastman Cavalrymen, isolated and without help. Although no Beastman Cavalryman could get close to him, how long would it take to kill over a thousand Beastman Cavalrymen? He might not be able to kill them all by the time he was exhausted.
'What should I do?
Break out of the encirclement? '
But the problem was that although he was powerful and wasn't any weaker than some famous Sword Saints, he was surrounded by so many Beastman Cavalrymen. Every step forward was very difficult.
Unless his fighting strength suddenly increased and he could sweep through the Beastman Cavalrymen …
But now, Sir Merlin wasn't by his side. At this time, he truly missed the feeling of Buffing Spells falling on his body.
'Hold on …'
Xiuban, who had been swinging Carnage, suddenly thought of something. After doing his best to send a group of Beastman Cavalrymen flying, he reached into his pocket and found a potion. He immediately fished it out and hurriedly opened the lid before pouring the potion into his mouth.
Then, Xiuban felt a clear change. In a daze, his body became very light, and the heavy Carnage in his hands also became a lot lighter. More importantly, a large number of runes surged out of his body. Those runes flickered with a dazzling light and emitted extremely tyrannical power.
In fact, he wasn't unfamiliar with this change.
"Roar …"
After letting out a low roar, the Draconic Beastman once again swung Carnage like a windmill. No matter how many Cavalrymen charged in front of him, they were all sent flying. In a short ten seconds, the Draconic Beastman broke through the encirclement.
He clearly understood that the effect of the potion could only last for three minutes. After that, he would fall into a weakened state. It was because of this that the cowardly Draconic Beastman recklessly tried to break out of the encirclement.
But it didn't take long before the Draconic Beastman met an opponent. It was a two-meter-tall Raging Flame Beastman covered in flickering runes. He was holding an axe covered in blood, and the Ashen Magic Wolf he was riding was a few times larger than an ordinary Beastman.
At this time, the battle between the Draconic Beastman and the Raging Flame Beastman fell into a deadlock. A minute and a half passed, but he still hadn't defeated that Raging Flame Beastman.
"Fuck, fuck … You damned guy, why aren't you looking for someone else? Why are you blocking Lord Xiuban's path?"
The Draconic Beastman couldn't help feeling anxious as he kept cursing. Although he didn't deliberately calculate the time, he knew that the potion's effect wouldn't last for long. It wouldn't last more than a minute, and he wouldn't even have a tenth of his strength by then. Even someone as simple-minded as him knew what that meant.
Unfortunately, the Raging Flame Beastman he was fighting was really too powerful.
After all, although the current Xiuban was only a Peak 9th Rank Expert Swordsman, he had fused with a drop of Three-Headed Golden Dragon Blood, giving him terrifying power, as well as the casting ability contained in his bloodline. Coupled with that peak Spirit Detecting Carnage, the power he could display was enough to contend against a 2nd or 3rd Rank Sword Saint.
And after drinking that potion with a terrifying amplification effect, his strength had increased a few times compared to normal.
But even so, he still couldn't defeat that Raging Flame Beastman in a short time.
From this, it could be seen that this Raging Flame Beastman was at least comparable to a 4th Rank Sword Saint, or close to a High Rank Sword Saint.
"What should I do, what should I do …"
As time slowly passed, the Draconic Beastman was filled with anxiety. Although he could suppress the Raging Flame Beastman by relying on his monstrous power, he simply couldn't escape. Nothing could be done about it, the other side's Ashen Wolf was too fast. He hadn't even taken a few steps before the other side had already caught up.
But being anxious wouldn't solve anything.
The only way was to thoroughly defeat the Raging Flame Beastman.
But how?
'If only Lord Merlin was here …'
'Hold on …'
The Draconic Beastman suddenly thought of something and tried hard to recall what Lord Merlin often mentioned in the past. As a Draconic Beastman, he simply didn't care about these things. He only relied on his own monstrous power to fight, there was no technique to speak of.
Now that he thought of it, it seemed to be of great help to his current predicament.
Thus, in the following battle, the Draconic Beastman paid special attention to those fighting techniques, and the Raging Flame Beastman was finding it more and more difficult to deal with them. Finally, with a deep roar, the Draconic Beastman's Carnage ruthlessly bombarded the Raging Flame Beastman's chest. In an instant, a monstrous power spread and made that Raging Flame Beastman cough up a mouthful of blood. He was sent flying a few dozen meters away before heavily crashing on the ground, motionless.
"Truly overestimating yourself. Is there anyone in this world that can stop Lord Xiuban?" Sensing the fearful gazes of the surrounding Raging Flame Beastmen, the Draconic Beastman grabbed Carnage and pushed forward, sending countless Raging Flame Beastmen flying. Finally, just as the potion's effect was about to disappear, the Draconic Beastman broke out of the encirclement.
"Pant, pant, pant …" As the potion's effect faded, the Draconic Beastman was gasping for breath, his whole body weak.
After the leader of the cavalry was killed by Xiuban, it didn't take long for the several thousand Raging Flame Beastmen to collapse under the assault of the allied army. Close to a hundred Divine Archers in the center of the allied army kept launching fierce attacks at the Wyverns in the air. Mournful wails echoed as the several hundred spear-throwing Raging Flame Beastmen on top of the Wyverns also died shortly after the cavalry was annihilated.
The allied army pushed forward like a hot knife through butter, surrounding the group of Raging Flame Beastmen. The only troublesome part was the endless Fire Elemental lifeforms.
After roughly two hours, the allied army finally cleaned up all the Fire Elemental lifeforms and killed all the Beastman mages. With the end of the battle, the allied army started cleaning up the battlefield.
In the temporary meeting room in the center of the camp …
The atmosphere in the meeting room was somewhat solemn. There were a total of four people here: Weiss and Suval of the Black Tower, Karl of the Watson Family, and the last one was naturally Lin Yun.
"Doesn't everyone feel that the Fireblade Tribe's army is a bit too weak?" Weiss frowned and crossed his hands on the table, softly tapping the back of his hands as he looked at everyone present. "High Mage Merlin, what do you think?"
"I also feel that way …" Lin Yun nodded with a pensive expression. He only said a few words in agreement and didn't say anything else.
He was certain that the army they had encountered was the main force of the Fireblade Tribe stationed in the Horn of Fertility. But the fighting power of that army had truly exceeded his expectations. Most of them were ordinary Raging Flame Beastmen. In the powerful Fireblade Tribe, they simply couldn't be considered elites.
The most important part was …
In that chaotic battle, he had used his Magic Array to investigate and discovered that the peak power of that army was pitifully small. There were less than ten Raging Flame Beastmen above the Archmage realm, and the strongest was a Beastman mage with the power of a 6th Rank Archmage.
This was too strange …
After all, in the past millennium, the Fireblade Tribe hadn't been invaded by any human forces due to the existence of the Horn of Fertility. They had always maintained their strength, and the number of powerhouses in the tribe was innumerable. They were far more powerful than the Thawing Fire Tribe. But the garrison of the Horn of Fertility was so weak.
'What's going on …'
According to the information he had obtained, only a third of the troops garrisoned in the Horn of Fertility remained, which was shocking enough. At the time, Lin Yun had guessed that something must have happened within the Fireblade Tribe. Otherwise, they wouldn't have suddenly withdrawn their troops. After all, losing the Horn of Fertility would be a huge threat to the Fireblade Tribe.
In the past millennium, the Fireblade Tribe had always attached great importance to the defense of the Horn of Fertility. Close to half of the tribe's elite troops were stationed there all year round. In history, the Black Tower and the Cloud Tower had launched attacks on the Horn of Fertility, but both ended in failure.
Now, it looked like only a third of the Horn of Fertility's garrison remained, but Lin Yun was certain that this definitely wasn't an elite tribe. It was more like a disorganized army.
This couldn't help making Lin Yun guess that the Fireblade Tribe's internal affairs weren't as simple as an unforeseen event. They might have encountered some kind of crisis.
Naturally, this was a good thing for the three major forces.
"Alright, the Fireblade Tribe's garrison has already been thoroughly eliminated, what's the point of talking about this now …" Suval had a gloomy expression as he fished out a detailed map from his pocket and spread it on the table. He seemed somewhat impatient. "Don't talk about useless things, the main topic of this meeting is to discuss the distribution of benefits …"
This meeting regarding the distribution of benefits was very necessary. When the three major forces were negotiating, they had already decided on the specific distribution of benefits, such as the amount of land each major force would occupy and so on.
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