Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Looking at Feng Hao, who was standing in front of the Wizard Spirit army, the leader of the Wizard Spirit Tribe did not conceal the killing intent in his heart.
As a high-ranking member of the Wizard Spirit Tribe, he knew very well what kind of situation the Human Clan and the Wizard Spirit Tribe were in. The hatred between the two clans was absolutely impossible to resolve. In the end, it would develop to the point where only one of them could survive.
However, if the Human Clan had such a help, it would definitely not be a good thing for the Wizard Spirit Tribe.
Therefore, he could only get rid of him before he had fully grown.
However, it was easier said than done to get rid of a Rank Seven person. At least, there was no one in the Wizard Spirit Tribe who could compete with a Rank Seven.
"It seems that we can only do that …"
After closing his eyes and thinking for a long time, the leader of the Wizard Spirit Tribe seemed to have decided on something. He summoned an expert and after giving him some instructions, he handed him a ring. The latter quickly disappeared from the city wall.
"Master God body, hehe, I'll let you live for one more day."
The corner of his mouth curled up into a bloodthirsty arc. Although he was extremely angry, he had to suppress it. He then asked Fat Fox, "What do we do now?"
Because of the defeat of Wu Ling and the silence of the high-ranking members, the morale of the Wizard Spirit Tribe's army had fallen to the extreme. On the contrary, the morale of the Human Clan Coalition Army on the high ground in the distance was almost boiling at this time. Each of them shouted "Victory!" They had vaguely regarded Feng Hao as the core of the army.
Many times, people needed someone to rely on, a spiritual sustenance, especially on the battlefield. If there was no spiritual sustenance, the entire army would seem to have no soul.
This was the same as the Human Clan Coalition Army that had just arrived. Facing the Wizard Spirit Tribe army that was several times their own, everyone was very hesitant and did not know how to win.
Such a coalition army, even if there were experts at the level of Feng Hao, Leng Yu Sen, and Remnant Shadow, fighting with the Wizard Spirit Tribe under such circumstances would definitely be defeated.
It was a very simple logic. Because they didn't have any spiritual sustenance, they didn't know how to win. It could be said that this army lacked a soul.
However, Feng Hao's actions had undoubtedly lit up a lamp in the darkness. Unknowingly, Feng Hao had become the spiritual sustenance of the entire Human Race Alliance, the centre of their soul. It could be said that as long as Feng Hao was still around, the morale of the Human Race would not fall.
"Who else dares to fight me?"
Feng Hao did not go deep into the Sorcerer Spirit Tribe's army to kill Wu Ling, who had lost an arm. His cold and provocative voice once again sounded from his mouth.
Although Wu Ling was not dead, he was no longer a threat. Even Xie Yandong and the others had the ability to kill him. He did not need to take the risk.
This was an army of fifty thousand. No matter how arrogant he was, he did not believe that he could withstand it alone. If the army launched an all-out attack, he could only flee. Therefore, he was constantly paying attention to the movements of the upper echelons of the Martial Numinous clan on the city walls. He was prepared to retreat at any time.
He had already achieved his goal. Now that the morale of the Human Race army was high, as long as he did not fall, the morale of both sides would form a huge contrast. As long as he was around, the Wizard Spirit Tribe's morale would be suppressed. He was like a demon that suppressed the morale of the Wizard Spirit Tribe army.
However, the Wizard Spirit Tribe's person-in-charge did not have a better solution. He could only ask the military advisor, Fat Fox.
"This person has to be eliminated. Otherwise, even if we win, it will be a pyrrhic victory. We will lose at least half of our men."
Fat Fox made a judgment. A helpless look hung on his chubby face. Then, he cautiously reminded the Wizard Spirit Tribe's person-in-charge, "If this person is not eliminated, it's best not to mobilize the army. At this moment, the army has no morale. We will suffer a great loss if we engage in battle … Furthermore, if we allow him to continue, it will be a huge blow to the confidence of our Wizard Spirit Tribe army. It will not take a day to recover."
These words made the Wizard Spirit Tribe's person-in-charge frown tightly. He looked around and his face became even more gloomy.
Wu Ling was not a match for them, and these few people were definitely not any better. He was not willing to let all his generals be crippled just like that. If that was the case, the Sorcerer Spirit Tribe would really be finished. Without these few experts by his side, the Sorcerer Spirit Tribe would also lose the qualifications to stand at the peak.
"It seems that I can only ask that Lord to come out …"
After thinking for a long time, he finally made a decision. Then, after giving instructions to the deputy beside him, he hurriedly left the city wall.
Not long after, a young man followed him to the city wall.
This young man from the Wizard Spirit Tribe wore a grimacing mask. Although the face under the mask could not be seen, the youthful aura exuded from his body told everyone that he was definitely not fifty years old.
A powerhouse in the Great Saint Realm who was not even fifty years old, even in the Penglai World, was a basic character. However, this person had appeared in the Wizard Spirit Tribe. It could be seen that his talent and identity were extraordinary.
"My Lord, it's that person. He may have the Human Clan's Void Martial Body."
The person in charge of the Wizard Spirit Tribe lowered his head, sweat dripping down his face. He did not dare to look directly at the masked man. His respectful voice came out of his mouth, causing the hearts of the bystanders to tremble.
They had never seen this masked man before. Even Fat Fox's eyes flashed with a strange light.
Obviously, he, the Military Advisor of the Wizard Spirit Tribe, had never seen this masked man before.
However, based on the attitude of the person in charge of the Wizard Spirit Tribe, it was obvious that this person's origin was extraordinary. Moreover, to ask him to come out under such circumstances, his strength must be extremely terrifying.
"The Human Clan's Void God Master Constitution?"
Under the mask, a somewhat hoarse voice came out, as if he was a little interested.
"Yes, my Lord, this person is from the Human Emperor Mansion. Moreover, he defeated our Early Sixth Order Wu Ling with one blow. His strength should be above the Sixth Order …"
Standing next to the masked man, the person in charge of the Wizard Spirit Tribe seemed to feel a very strong pressure. He could not even stand straight, and sweat constantly gushed out of his forehead.
"Seventh Order? I can't believe that such a cowardly race can actually have such a powerhouse …"
The hoarse voice seemed to be a little emotional. After a pause, an extremely cold aura burst out from his body. "Then let me end him."
"Thank you, my Lord."
The person in charge of the Wizard Spirit Tribe had a look of surprise in his eyes. It seemed that he did not expect this Lord to actually make a move.
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