With the attribute bonus brought by [Heroic Sacrifice], the level-45 colored skill [Eight Sword, One Flash], and the new weapon he had just gotten in the event, the damage was unexpectedly high. He killed the Rhinoceros Horn Warrior Sultan instantly.
Zonyan was a little surprised, even messing up his plans — he had wanted to exchange a few blows with the Rhinoceros Rhinoceros and suppress him with overwhelming power while shooting his mouth off. At the very least, he would announce that he would accept the surrender of the other Rhinoceros Horn tribesmen to prevent any trouble.
Still, he didn't show his disrupted plan on his face, and merely swung his sword coldly, flinging away the blood that was left over it and sheathed it with a flashy gesture, looking extraordinarily handsome.
The Rhino Horn tribesmen who were surrounding Zonyan were so shocked that they forgot to hide themselves when they saw Sultan the Rhino Warrior being instantly cut into pieces.
If Sultan, the strongest of their tribe, couldn't even last a single move against this lion, small fries like them certainly wouldn't have any intention of going up to deliver their rhino heads, and simply stared at each other blankly.
At first, Vulcan had wanted to get rid of the cannon fodder since their levels weren't high, and with his Level 46 ability that was just below first-rate Players, it would be a piece of cake for him to take care of a bunch of cannon fodder whose average level wasn't even Level 30.
Be that as it may, Zonyan signaled him with his eyes when he moved.
The two had been a party for some time now, and while they weren't at the level of gayness where their hearts were connected, there was a basic tacit understanding between teammates.
Vulcan quickly realized that Zonyan wasn't intending to kill the cannon fodder in one go.
Being one of the first to come to the Western Continent with Zonyan, Vulcan naturally understood Zonyan's identity and ambitions to a certain extent, and quickly understood Zonyan's intention to subjugate the Rhino Horn tribesmen.
That was why he had to give up on the walking EXP and stay beside Laybit and the Horned Roll princess to protect them.
Zonyan then planted his sword and scabbard on the ground. Even though it was a relatively soft grassland, his strength caused a dull thud!
The sound startled the bewildered Rhino Horn tribesmen, causing them to turn to Zonyan by reflex.
Zonyan, however, wasn't intimidated at all. "You might not know me, but I have to tell you! I am the chief of the Grayclaw tribe, Zonyan Grayclaw! My younger brother, Swordtail Grayclaw, stole the position of chief when I was weak and tried to kill me, but of course, he did not succeed! "
"Really?" "There's actually such a thing!" "Indeed, I think I heard that the last Grayclaw chief had gone missing!" "That Swordtail looks so skinny, he definitely wouldn't be a match for this one …"
The Rhino Horn tribesmen whispered among themselves, and it was clear from their expressions that they believed Zonyan's words.
As a matter of fact, Zonyan really couldn't beat Swordtail who had learned some unusual sorcery from somewhere. Still, he wasn't feeling guilty when he said that, since the power he displayed to instantly kill the Rhino Horn Warrior was quite frightening, and the Rhino Horn tribe certainly wouldn't suspect him.
In fact, the Rhinoceros Horn tribe notwithstanding, even the sultan's mount, the serpent magical beast Gurozlan, did not dare to attack the Zonyan Fangs after its master abruptly died …
Vulcan tried to grab the reins on the creature's body and realized that it could be tamed into a mount. It was a pity that only Players of the Holy Lancer class could equip it, or it would only be a normal means of transportation.
"Now, thanks to the care of some friends in the Eastern Mongol continent, I've recovered from my wounds and returned to the Vierlin Plains! The Long Ears are my friends, I've wiped out the Mountain Tigers, and there aren't many left of the Hyena-men who have defected … "Ignoring the Rhino Horn tribesmen's whispers to a certain extent, Zonyan suddenly declared loudly for a while." Soon, I'll raise the banner of retaliation against my younger brother who stole the position of chief through despicable means! But before that, make your choice! Submit to me, kneel before me and become the vanguard of my resistance, or vanish from the annals of nonhuman history like the Mountain Tigers who showed themselves to me! "
The sudden ambush easily messed up the Rhino Horn tribesmen's thoughts since they weren't too smart in the first place, and they couldn't help panicking.
Even if their thoughts were simple, they understood in that very moment that the survival of their race would be decided!
In the end, one of the Rhino Horn warriors threw down the dagger-axe in his hand and knelt forcefully before Zonyan, who was still in the middle of making a bow.
As if a chain reaction had been triggered, most of the other Rhino Horn tribesmen followed suit, throwing down their weapons one after another and swearing their fealty to Zonyan.
Suddenly, one of the Rhino Horn tribesmen who hadn't surrendered abruptly dashed out of their ranks towards Gurozlan the Elephant-Snake, as if intending to snatch Gurozlan's reins from Vulcan and escape.
In his eyes, unlike Zonyan who appeared burly and muscular due to his Grayclaw bloodline and resembled granite, the human man who came with Zonyan had thin arms and thighs (for combat nonhumans) and was a head shorter than Zonyan, let alone a towering nonhuman like the Rhino Horn tribesman.
It definitely wouldn't be difficult to snatch Gurozlan's reins from the hands of such a skinny man!
The Rhino Horn tribesman was even carrying out a very complicated plan in his head: when he snatched the reins, he would break the human's arms and legs and use his wretched state to hold Zonyan back. At the very least, he would throw the human over as a human sandbag to buy himself some time!
And yet, when he grabbed the human's arm that was as thin as a wheat stalk and tried to twist it, he realized that the human's hand wouldn't budge at all!
"Are you done being cocky?" The human frowned slightly. He did not even pull out the sword at his waist. A humanoid shadow appeared behind him and defeated him with a single punch.
"A … necromancer?!" The Rhino Horn tribesman clutched his aching face and stared in disbelief at the spirit familiar beside Vulcan.
"Necromancer, my foot!"
Vulcan pointed at the Rhinoceros Horn, and the familiar spirit behind him darted out and unleashed a barrage of punches at the Rhinoceros Horn's face, tearing his flesh, tearing his eyes and causing black beads to burst out. It was as if a silk shop had been opened, with red, black, and purple beads spilling out.
"That's it? That's it? "Vulcan sneered." Trying to be a snitch with that little ability? What a joke! "
The other Rhino Horn tribesmen who hadn't knelt before Zonyan promptly cowered and surrendered, allowing Zonyan to subdue them.
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