Chapter 380: King Anriel Bronze Axe Minotaur
In this vast grassland.
There are 12 tribes in total, and the ruler of each tribe is the Lionman Clan, while the more numerous Jackals are completely dependent on the Lionman Clan.
It is similar to the relationship between goblins and big goblins, which are upper and lower races.
The strongest of these 12 tribes is the "Red Haired" Val tribe, whose supreme ruler is the "King" Anril Ptikos Val.
Due to the nomadic political system and the special hunting culture, the overall level of civilization is relatively low if compared with humans in comprehensive strength.
In terms of pure force.
As long as lionmen and gnolls reach adulthood, they are natural "warriors" and "guerrillas" without any training. This is also the advantage of the subhuman race.
——Lake Lacohas.
It is the largest lake on the grassland and the base camp of the "Red Hair" Val tribe. This lake not only brings abundant water and food, but also has a rock salt field that extends to an unknown depth underground near the eastern lakeshore. This is one of the greatest wealth of the entire tribe.
Relying on this rock salt land, mining and refining edible salt became an important way for the Val tribe to influence other tribes and acquire wealth.
"King" Anriel was lying on a finger-thick fur blanket. He was over 50 years old. Although he was not old, he was no longer young.
The bright red hair on both sides of his cheeks when he was young has now turned a little yellow at the ends, just as his ambition is gradually fading.
"King~"
A soul-stirring and soft voice sounded from beside me.
"King" Anriel opened his mouth and gently placed a round grape between his teeth. The sweet and sour taste spread on the tip of his tongue.
"Hahaha." King Anriel laughed happily.
He stretched out his hand to embrace the 57 new concubines beside him. The softness in his hand made "King" Anriel narrow his eyes slightly.
Male and female lion people are extremely easy to distinguish. All males have wild sideburns, while females only have relatively smooth hair on the back of their heads.
When young.
"King" Anriel prefers stronger lionesses. He didn't understand his father's habit at first, but now he finally understands that weaker lionesses are more comforting.
"What about the other tribes?"
"King" Anriel half-closed his eyes and spoke softly.
"King, there is currently some dispute between the Third Tribe and the Seventh Tribe, but the number of people dispatched is kept below 20."
Under the wild and unrestrained tent, an older lion man responded respectfully and softly: "The other tribes are relatively safe and sound."
All is well…
Hear these 4 words.
There was a gleam of ambition and vigilance in the half-closed eyes of "King" Anriel. He opened his mouth and immediately put a grape into it from the concubine's hand.
The Val tribe is the most powerful of the 12 tribes. Although the other tribes are relatively weak, they should not be underestimated.
Especially in recent decades, conflicts between tribes have significantly eased, which makes "King" Anriel feel a little uneasy.
There is a saying among the lions: "A lion licking his wounds is more dangerous than a roaring lion."
"King" Anriel chewed the grapes in his mouth, not knowing what he was thinking about, and the whole air began to become quiet.
He vaguely felt that other tribes should be accumulating strength and perhaps challenge the great Val tribe in the future.
"Do we need to stir up a bigger conflict between the third tribe and the seventh tribe?"
"King" Anriel pondered silently in his heart and could not make up his mind easily.
Just like the grapes he liked to eat, this sweet and sour fruit was an important product in the territory of the Seventh Tribe, but the land of the Val Tribe was not suitable for growing it.
If you want to eat more, you have to pay more.
That's all...
"King" Anriel withdrew his idea. The current situation of peace among all races is good, and there is no need to break this balance.
As the "king"! As long as he is still alive, the tribes dare not make any moves.
"King" Anriel continued to open his mouth, and the 57th concubine hurriedly took the initiative to feed him. Although the sweet and sour taste was good, she still preferred to eat meat.
It is rumored that human meat is the most delicious.
pity.
There are no human species on this prairie at all. It is said that a group of human species ruled this land in the past.
But now it has been eaten up.
"King" Anriel felt a little resentful towards the previous kings and fathers, wondering why they didn't raise some.
Bang——
A loud bang and screams were clearly heard from outside the tent.
"King" Anriel suddenly opened his eyes, his red mane trembled, and majesty and momentum emanated from his body.
Crash——
Accompanied by a burst of hurried footsteps, a lion guard wearing leather armor rushed in nervously from outside.
"king!"
"An unknown enemy suddenly broke into the depths of the tribe." The lion guard reported in shock and anger.
"Um?"
"King" Anriel showed surprise in his eyes.
Who is it?
Which tribe dares to attack their Val tribe!
outside world.
It's chaos at the moment.
A large number of lion warriors and gnoll soldiers were rushing from all directions, rushing towards the direction where the melee and screams were taking place.
When they arrived at the enemy's location, everyone was stunned, thinking that they were being attacked by a large number of enemies.
It turned out that there were only two enemies!
No...to be exact, it should be one man and one beast.
He is about 2.3 meters tall, with a sturdy build, a pair of black horns on his head, bronze-colored muscular muscles and skin, and exudes a calm and fierce feeling.
This is a minotaur!
The most eye-catching thing is the opponent's left arm, which is full of bronze rust green metal texture. It is a bronze arm, and in the palm of the hand is a long-handled giant axe that is half a person's height.
The other party was riding a fiery red lizard that was nearly 5 meters long and had rough red spots of various sizes all over its skin.
now.
The man and the beast were killing everyone around them while surrounded by the jackals, and no one could stop them from advancing.
5th level monster summon——
Bronze Axe Tauren (Lv. 35)! Flame Tongue Lizard (Lv. 35)! Above the sky.
Tang Zheng used the "Flying" magic to float high in the sky, and at the same time activated the "Ninjutsu·Concealment" to make himself invisible.
After arriving at the territory of the Val tribe, Tang Zheng did not directly break in to investigate. After all, the other party was the most powerful tribe in the entire grassland.
No one can be sure what hidden forces and arrangements there are.
so.
Tang Zheng used the "Magic Beast Summoning" which he rarely used to test.
The Bronze Axe Minotaur and the Flame Tongue Lizard both possess the strength of a hero, and are perfect as a means of testing.
As for the problem of summoning two monsters at the same time? The fifth level "Papermaking" can make 150 pieces of fifth-level paper, 20 pieces make a scroll, and can easily make seven fifth-level magic scrolls.
These two monsters were summoned using scrolls.
"ah!!"
"Minotaur?"
"Help!"
“……!”
The Minotaur rode on the flame-tongue lizard and charged forward recklessly, not wasting too much time with the gnolls that were trying to intercept him.
Rushing quickly towards the direction where "King" Anriel was, it was obvious that his goal was very clear.
"Stop him, his target is the king!" An angry and loud roar came from the crowd in the distance.
As this order was issued.
One by one, the nimble jackals ran over with their strong lower limbs and surrounded them.
"roar!"
The bronze axe minotaur looked at the gnolls in front of him that were like a human wall, roared, and threw the bronze axe in his hand fiercely.
"Bronze Throw!" Swoosh! The bronze axe spun rapidly in midair, its sharp blade like a meat grinder, and wherever it passed, the gnolls had no ability to stop it.
Blood was blooming in the air! The bronze axe flew dozens of meters away, creating a path of flesh and blood, circling in the air and flying back to the hand of the bronze axe minotaur.
"Hiss~"
The flame-tongue lizard stuck out its fiery red tongue and moved on its four thick short legs. Its bulky body swiftly carried the minotaur and rushed forward on the corpse.
With one axe.
The death of as many as fifty or sixty jackals shocked the people who had come from all directions.
Such terrifying strength clearly exceeded the expectations of all the jackals and lions present!
"A bunch of rubbish!"
Roars rang out from the crowd in the distance. Several jackals were blown away at once. A red figure rushed out swiftly: "Get out of my way."
This is a strong lion-man who also holds a huge axe and wears leather armor.
Due to the relative lack of ores and craftsmen in the tribal country of "Leselde", protective gear such as armor that requires a large amount of metal is very rare.
"It's Blood Axe Ogg!" an excited voice came.
The crowd, stunned by the powerful strength displayed by the Bronze Axe Minotaur, began to look expectant again.
"Which neighboring country are you from?"
"How dare you attack the great Val tribe? You are declaring war on us!"
"Blood Axe" Ogg held the axe in one hand, roaring loudly as he ran, his red sideburns flying in the air, with a sense of arrogance and domineering: "Arrogant minotaur, I will cut off your head and use your skull to grind it into toothpicks!"
Bang! The ground shook.
"Bone-crushing heavy slash!"
"Blood Axe" Oger stepped on the ground with both feet and jumped high up. The rough axe in his hand, carrying his strong figure like a falling meteorite, killed fiercely.
The axe blade cut through the air, creating a gust of air! The bronze axe minotaur raised his head, raised his bronze arm slightly, and swung upwards at the same time.
Boom! The two heavy weapons' axe blades collided, and a sharp explosion sounded in the air, instantly producing dazzling sparks.
The air is surging.
“What a great strength.”
Blood Axe Ogge's face suddenly turned red, and his body flew backwards in mid-air. After landing, he took four or five steps back before he regained his balance.
"Bronze Throw"
The bronze axe minotaur's cold face did not change at all, and he threw the green-headed axe in his hand towards the enemy again.
Boom! A hissing sound cut through the air.
"Blood Axe" Oger hadn't even caught his breath when he saw the flying axe. His face changed and he quickly raised the giant axe in his hand to block it.
With a "bang".
A fierce force surged along his arms.
“Ah, ah—”
"Blood Axe" Oger's eyes widened, he let out a scream, and was blown away again.
And when the bronze axe minotaur threw the axe again.
A figure hidden in the crowd suddenly jumped out, like a hunter who had been waiting for a long time, and suddenly appeared behind the bronze axe minotaur.
"Swimming to block!"
This was a slender gnoll, a head taller than an ordinary gnoll, like an assassin. Bang! The sound of metal colliding could be heard.
The dagger in the gnoll's hand stabbed into the bronze axe minotaur's heart on his back, and got stuck after penetrating about an inch.
Hard feedback.
The gnoll was a little dazed, as if wondering why the other party's body was as hard as stone.
“The Bronze Axe Minotaur is a monster with a relatively simple attack. Just like the prefix “Bronze”, it has the defensive power of metal-like skin.
Among summons of the same level, it is considered a relatively qualified meat shield.
Tail Strike
"hiss--"
The flame-tongue lizard swung its tail, knocking the gnoll assassin away.
In just a few moments, two powerful men from the Val tribe were easily defeated, and an atmosphere of panic spread among the crowd.
now!
"King" Anriel, wearing a majestic red cloak, appeared at the edge of the battlefield, staring ahead with a grim expression.
"Minotaur?"
"King" Anriel looked surprised and uncertain. He thought he was attacked by other tribes, but he didn't expect it was the foreign minotaurs.
What is going on?
What King Anriel could not understand the most now was how the other party suddenly appeared in the heart of the tribe.
"Old priest, thank you for your help. It would be best if you could capture him alive."
"King" Anriel looked solemnly, turned his head and gave orders to the lion-man priest who was covered with various runes, wore a rock decoration on his head, and had white lines painted on his face.
"Yes, King."
The lion priest nodded respectfully and strode forward. When he took the third step, his normal steps turned into a jumping posture.
Ding, ding, ding!
The decorations on the lion priest's body kept colliding, making dense and light noises. These sounds merged together to form a strange sound wave.
“Ah ...
The lion priest opened his mouth, made a strange sound, and took out a slender hand bone with his right hand, which looked like a wolf man's bone.
"Blessings from the Ancestral Spirits"
Invisible magical fluctuations spread out.
Wherever he passed, the originally turbid or sickly green eyes of the werewolves gradually turned into a crazy red.
"oh!!"
"Oh, oh, oh!"
Irrational roaring tones crossed in the air.
All the gnolls rushed towards the bronze axe minotaur like mad.
Mid-air.
"Is it the Shaman profession?" Tang Zheng folded his hands in front of his chest, looking at the information appearing on the attribute panel with calm eyes.
"Blood Axe" Ogg, the Gnoll Assassin, the Lion Priest, and the "King" Anriel!
"There are four heroic demi-humans who have entered the city. We have gathered information on only three of them. Has one of them been hidden all along?"
Tang Zheng glanced at the figures below, with a hint of surprise in his eyes: "There are four heroes in just one tribe. I underestimated these sub-humans."
(End of this chapter)
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