Bashamâs anomaly did not attract any attention from the elders.
Because no one had the time to be distracted by him.
...
"Why did these big guys suddenly get such a bad temper? Iâll give them a good lesson when we get back."
The low growls of the Black Wood Cannon Beast were becoming more frequent.
This phenomenon of urgently trying to break free from control had never occurred before.
The elder who had just inflated his lungs showed dissatisfaction in his eyes, ready to formally blow the signal whistle for the Black Wood Cannon Beast to retreat.
His knuckles bent and flexed, and everyone waited silently for the elderâs command to be given for control.
The wind was still very calm.
Occasionally, there was a rustling sound from the grass.
But just when everyoneâs mood was about to settle, a black shadow suddenly flickered from the dense grass below.
His figure was suspended high above the restless Black Wood Cannon Beast, which was shaking its head anxiously.
Cold eyes staring at the large alien beast below.
"Is this the creature?..."
A faint self-talk quietly resounded in everyoneâs ears.
"Who!?"
Suddenly, everyoneâs eyes sharpened!
The elderâs movement instantly froze.
He could be sure he had never heard this voice before.
Mature, cold, confident, and even with an inexplicable sense of majesty.
Yet it made people instantly identify that the speaker was not very old...
This strong sense of contrast made it unforgettable the moment it was heard.
Puff!
ââââââ Boom!
First, the sound of a sharp blade entering a body rang out, but the next second.
Under the black night sky, beside the dense grass, a fleeting ghostly green blade shadow arrived with chilling killing intent!
Below the dune, it seemed as if a huge rock had fallen from nowhere, and the strong sense of shock was transmitted through the air to the hilltop.
The roaring sounds of a dozen Black Wood Cannon Beasts simultaneously vanished.
Everyoneâs gaze snapped to it.
A mist of blood burst into the air, the strong scent spreading instantly in the air made everyoneâs heart skip a beat.
In the dissipating smoke and dust, a figure that had bent over, chopping now slowly stood straight.
All the Udan Spearmenâs pupils shrunk to pinpoints!
Because, in their sight.
The Black Wood Cannon Beast, nearly ten meters long, with a bloated physique, had its expression frozen on its face, its walnut-sized eyes round with confusion and terror.
It was dead.
Because everyone saw clearly the smooth cut surface.
Muscle texture, bones, blood vessels, internal organs...
The Black Wood Cannon Beast, which was previously roaring loudly, had been cut neatly in two halves.
In front of that lightly standing figure!
The ghostly green light flickered, like a wolfâs eye magnified ten times.
Like a luminous pearl just extracted under the dim sky.
"Cannon Beast..."
"Cut in half at the waist..."
Glug~
The sound of swallowing rang out.
Next was a sound of spears standing like a forest!
A tragic howl blossomed atop the hill.
"Protect the elder!"
Hmm?!
Bashamâs pupils that just turned shrunk at once, he turned around sharply.
"Kill him!"
At this moment, all the whistles stopped, and fierce light shone simultaneously in the eyes of four elders with dry bark-like faces, the elder roared ferociously.
In this scenario, appearing here, and connecting it to the suddenly appearing dragon silhouette.
Itâs nothing but an enemy!
No one responded verbally, these battle-hardened Udan Spearmen, muscles in the right arm bulging simultaneously, arms pulling back instantly leaving an afterimage.
Swoosh!
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
The spears, like rain, carried terrifying killing intent from the hilltop.
"Woo woo~"
Another urgent and sharp whistle sounded.
All Black Wood Cannon Beasts had bloodshot eyes, they painfully shook their massive heads, then...
Unexpectedly they all moved their limbs, trying to burrow underground!
The second elder directly made a choice, these Black Wood Cannon Beasts, which can be considered war devices, mustnât die another.
"We are leaving!"
The third and fourth Beast Control elders exchanged glances, simultaneously spoke.
Low growls sounded.
Four agile Black Panthers appeared behind them without anyone knowing.
...
...
The elderâs actions were extremely swift.
From order to action, to preparation for fleeing, it was seamless.
In Mu Fanâs view, there was no delay or hesitation.
This combat quality and reaction capability could definitely rank in the top three in the regiment battles he had witnessed.
However...
Mu Fan looked at the dozens of black dots that instantly appeared mid-air.
They were bone spears thrown at near sound speed!
They represented the iconic Udan Spearmen of the Red Stone Clan.
"But still, a bit slow."
Swoosh swoosh swoosh!
Bang bang bang!
Each spear that landed on the ground kicked up a startling wave of soil.
Within half a second, almost a layer was wiped off within ten meters of land.
Yet the Udan Spearmenâs faces showed no excitement.
What flashed in their eyes was... disbelief!
A faint ghostly green appeared in the air more than ten meters away, quickly distorted into a human figure.
The figure pulled his right arm back as far as possible, the ghostly green in his hand instantly spun into a blade wheel over two meters in diameter!
"You all..."
Low and beast-like voice sounded, the next second it roared fiercely.
"Can you run away!"
The Holy Hall Knightâs requiem in the Otherworld bloomed once again!
Redemption First Stage âââ Furious, Passionate, Cut, Slash!
No words can describe the power and wild beauty the figure displayed at this moment.
The terrifying oppressive feeling that was almost suffocating, accompanied by the violently slashing silhouette, brutally shook everyoneâs soul.
Swish!
Buzz...Puff!
The Black Wood Cannon Beast that was digging into the dirt suddenly raised its head with a mournful cry, the cry was abruptly halted.
A blood line emerged, first a sudden fountain of blood sprung up.
In the next second, the blood burst along the blood line like a river breaching its banks!
What a tyrannical and wild scene.
Slashed in a single strike!
The perfect fusion of power and skill.
Not Alvaâs pure force crushing brutality, but possessing another form of soul-stirring kill beauty.
Mu Fan, wearing Dragon Rider armor, demonstrated to these people what true slaughter is.
What...
is a true Hunter!
The figure, half kneeling on the ground just looked back and was pierced by dozens of spears.
But seeing that shredded dissipating figure.
All Udan Spearmenâs hearts sank as if into an ice cellar.
"Thatâs an afterimage..."
The ghostly green in their twin pupils almost condensed into substance.
This moment, almost alongside every desperately digging Cannon Beast, flashed a shadow.
A shadow almost maintaining the same posture.
The Curved Light Scythe Blade raised high.
Blood did not stain the Dark Gold Scythe Handle.
The faint light blade carried a chilling killing intent.
The light blade instantly spun into a blade wheel.
"No!ââââââ"
The elder who just mounted the Black Panther bit his lips fiercely.
In the crowdâs fearful and desperate gazes, that not particularly tall or burly figure, transformed into over a dozen afterimages, simultaneously struck with the same wild and swift stance.
Puff!
The single syllable sound formed together, blossomed clearly beneath this night sky.