Chapter 233
Chapter 233 – Ongoing fights
Translated by Lesyt Team
Edited by Ilesyt
No matter whether Tuo or the others of the Flaming Horns tribe, at the moment everybody gave off a murderous look which couldn’t be ignored, so imposing and terrifying.
This was a group hunters who fell apart and began living in the outside and gradually forgotten by the masses, A group of killing gods.
They looked to be walking out of a blood sea, the raging and rude momentum making others gasp from tension. However, these people were also extremely restrained: as long as they wanted, in the next moment they could conceal the entire murderous look.
These people, just like humanoid weapons released into this region, initiated bloody killings everywhere.
Realizing Shao Xuan and Tuo looked at them with confusion, Fu Shi gulped and came to himself and said: “The chief asked me to check up here, and see if you need any help or not……”
But as to people of the Flaming Horns tribe, like Mao, he would run first. While he was running, the chasers thought he would run to a safe place or search for partners, only to find him turn around with a strike, slashing and killing the chasers one by one.
They could always find the best time to act clear-headedly when others were crazed and lost their heads.
However, including people of the Drumming tribe, the Martyr tribe and the Jian tribe, no one knew that while facing those ferocious beasts while hunting in the mountains, the people of the Flaming Horns tribe would come up with more ways of killing when the situation became worse. If the hunter didn’t have a clear mind at that time, he would have died a long time ago.
They did not expect to be smart or agile, but only needed to stay clear-minded and calm within the decisive short period of the crisis. In this way, even if they could not kill the beasts, they could choose to escape unscathed.
As expected by Shao Xuan, Mao calmly handled the chasers.
One cut, another cut, the third cut……
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After finishing the invaders, Mao also had several wounds on his body, but he didn’t care. With some medicine applied, he headed towards his grandpa.
At the side of Ao.
Zhi failed in several attacks and realized that the person he faced was quite difficult to handle.
Faced with Ao, he felt like facing a lofty and ancient high mountain. Standing in front of this high mountain, Zhi suddenly felt himself a little bit small.
There was not any sign of Ao’s attack at all: just now he was walking slowly, as if keeping away from the battlefield like a bystander unwilling to interfere in this fight, but in the next moment he would take a stride towards this way like lightening. By force of this stride, he dashed towards Zhi with a strong momentum to break through everything, his arms stretched out, looking like the long lance he threw out just now.
When Mao arrived, he saw a figure being sent flying through the air by his grandpa.
Paying no attention to the figure flying out, Mao checked the situation around, finding no dangerous person nearby, and then he went over to Ao.
“Grandpa, can I release them?” Mao glanced at Ao and quickly looked in the direction of the ships.
Staying silent for a few seconds and listening carefully to the movements in the surroundings, he said: “All right, just let them out to stretch their limbs.”
Ao took this battle as the first test run and the first blade sharpening stone since the Flaming Horns tribe came here. In view of the current situation, there was absolutely no need to let those guys out. But some time had already passed and there were still others outside the Drumming tribe ready to cause trouble. The quicker they won the battle, the better it would be.
With Ao’s permission, Mao had delight in his eyes. He didn’t stay longer, but hurried away to make room for Ao to continue the fight.
Seeing the person who was sent flying getting up again with the thought of escape, Ao frowned and clenched his fists, thinking that the man was really endurable.
Zhi only wanted to escape at the moment. People of the Flaming Horns tribe had a keen anticipation of danger, took fierce and determined actions, and wore overbearing, ferocious and murderous looks, all of which made him greatly shocked.
Where the hell did this tribe come from?!
Zhi felt great horror in his heart.
Also, what does the young man mean just now by saying “release them out”?
Who are “they”?
The sense of foreboding in the heart of Zhi became stronger.
Perhaps, this moves is not as simple as he thought, but would go on to terrify them in another way.
Mao, running away from Ao, avoided the sneak attacks of the invaders. He didn’t want to fight at this moment, but took out a wooden whistle, blowing it in a specific rhythm.
Excitement flashed in Mo Er, Yang and Guang, Lei and others’s eyes who were in the defensive battles in different places. Regardless of the wounds on their bodies, they dodged the blades of the invaders and began running while blowing their own wooden whistles at the same time.
For a while, in the areas defended by the Flaming Horns tribe, all kinds of whistles rang up in many places. There were slight differences between the whistle sounds of the wooden whistles made by different people, while the engraved ferocious beasts were familiar with the whistle sounds made by their own tamers.
Those ferocious beasts, ordered to stay around the fleet, had nothing to do but to paw at the ground or kick up their feet. Hearing the whistle sounds, they pricked up their ears and speeded up, heading toward their own tamers.
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