Chapter 938
: The Last Chance
âBelittling any opponent will not make you braver. It will only make you look even more foolish.â
Without batting an eyelid, Casanova said, âAlthough Brute Hammer is not a general who has both wisdom and courage, his courage to march forward can indeed inspire the soldiers under him to summon up a hundred times more courage
âNo, such courage is far beyond the level that can be explained by âmental stimulation!ââ
Ice storm still persisted, âEven if the soldiers under his command could persevere with courage in the beginning, what about when both of us summoned our totem armors?
âThe collision of two totem warriors and the flames of war that were stirred up were enough to scare the most audacious rat people to death.
âEven the rat people who were in charge of beating the drums beside the arena were scared out of their wits.
âYou have to know that these rat citizens who were in charge of beating the drums had all participated in several rounds of fighting. Because they were seriously injured and disabled, they could no longer participate in the battle. Only then did they obtain the right to shout and cheer.
âEven these experienced disabled people could not withstand the might of the totem battle armor. These recruits under Brute Hammer, who had trained for at most ten days to half a month, if they had not taken secret medicines or been manipulated by witchcraft, how could they have withstood our might and still stand in the arena!â
Casanova did not expect Ice Stormâs observation to be so sharp.
He frowned slightly and remained silent.
Ice Storm received the answer from his expression and widened his eyes, and she said in disbelief, âBrute Hammerâs soldiers really swallowed the secret medicine! Iâm afraid that they have even more food than my soldiers! No wonder they have so much strength and are not afraid of pain!â
âThis is not fair! This is not a real battle of honor, but a dirty trick! Casanova, why did you do this?â
âYou know the answer.â
Casanova quickly regained his composure and coldly said, âBrute Hammer comes from the Blood Hoof Clan, a native of Black-corner City. You are from the Gold Clan, and you have the blood of the Snow Leopard Clan in your body. You are an outsider.â
âI see.â
Ice Storm gritted her teeth, âThis is my first time realizing that the so-called âwarriorsâ of the Blood Hoof Clan are all cowardly fellows. As a native, they are afraid of outsiders to such an extent that they donât even dare to fight fairly. They can only steal a dirty victory with despicable and shameless tricks!â
âNo, the Blood Hoof Clan is absolutely not afraid or discriminatory of any outsiders. The Gold Clan, the Thunder Clan, the Dark Moon Clan, the Divine Tree Clan, and other small and medium-sized clans are all the same in our eyes. Right now, in Black-corner City and the Blood Hoof Army, there are panthers, tigers, lions, lizards, crocodiles, eagles, and tree people⊠Many outsiders have become distinguished guests of the major clans. As long as they are capable, they can command the entire combat gang and even the combat corps like the native experts!â
Casanova said, âAfter all, we are one.
âA long time ago, the ancestors of the Turan people came to this land on a big fireball. From the explosion of the fireball, the hardest five-colored diamond exploded, and that was the five clans.
âDozens of equally hard stones were shot out. That was dozens of small and medium-sized clans.
âA lot of mud was also splashed out. Countless insects and rats were hidden in the mud. Those were the rat people.
âThe five clans had the same glorious bloodline. They were qualified to be the best comrades and opponents.
âHowever, there is one thing that I donât understand. Why are you not willing to accept the Blood Bestowing Ceremony and officially join the Blood Hoof Clan?â
The imposing manner that Ice Storm had just put on instantly sank.
It was as if there was something difficult to say, and she wanted to speak but was hesitant.
âBlack-corner City has taken in many experts that came from outside the Blood Hoof Clan, and in the Blood Skull Arena, there are many bear people, tiger people, and hawk people amongst your friends⊠But all of them accepted the Blood Bestowing Ceremony and used the blood of the Blood Hoof Clanâs experts to replace the bloodline of their old clans, indicating that they would sever all relations with their old clans and embark on a brand new journey with the identity of a Blood Hoof warrior. From this, they obtained the absolute trust and support of the Blood Hoof Clan as well.â
Casanova stared at Ice Storm and said, âBut what about you? Why are you unwilling to accept the blood of any Blood Hoof powerhouse? Why are you unwilling to officially join the Blood Hoof Clan?
âIs it because the treatment Iâve given you is not good enough? Or do you think that no Blood Hoof powerhouse is qualified to be your blood giver?
âYou must know that when you first arrived in Black-corner City, you were heavily wounded and had nothing. Even your totem armor, Ripper, was scattered and riddled with holes.
âIt was I who saved you.
âIt was I who poured a lot of resources into your body and fed you the flesh and blood of the fattest totem beast without sparing any expense, turning you into the Blood Skull Arenaâs trump card.
âIt was I who consumed three totems and let your Ripper devour them before I repaired and upgraded it to the Mithril Ripper, which was even more powerful!
âCould it be that the ice crystals flowing in your veins are all crimson in color, causing you to have no normal emotions at all? is that why youâre completely indifferent to everything that Iâve sacrificed?
âIf thatâs not the case, I can only doubt your loyalty.
âI suspect that although you keep saying that youâve betrayed your family and clan, when youâre on the battlefield where the five clans are fighting, when you see the Gold Clanâs army and experts, youâll still be merciful and hesitant.
âLet me ask you. Under such circumstances, how can I trust you to command an independent Blood Hoof army or even a battle group?â
âBelieve it or not!â
Ice Storm seemed to be infuriated by Casanovaâs attitude. She gritted her teeth and said, âI will stand on the Blood Hoof Clanâs side and tear apart all opponents, be it the Gold Clan, the Turan people, the barbarians who worship the Holy Light, the sneaky elves in the forest, the dwarves underground, or even the giants in the land of ice and the demons in the crack of the abyss!
âHowever, I am not willing to join any other clan.
âI am free. I am only willing to fight for myself. If I have to fight for a certain clan, I will create my own clan with my own hands
âCreate⊠your own clan?â
Casanova laughed. âI admire your courage, but courage needs to be watered with blood and even life. Since you have chosen the most difficult path, stop complaining about why didnât I provide you with additional help.â
âEven so, I will use my own hands to take what I want!â
Without giving in, Ice Storm said, âI still have one last chance!â
âThatâs right, one last chance.â
Casanova said, âYou have lost the 100-man team battle. Next, you still have one more chance to train and command 30 rat soldiers. As long as you can fight back in a desperate situation, there is still hope to command another 100, 300, or even 1,000 rat soldiers. It will be the greatest miracle since the Bloody Skull Arena was built.â
âAs long as I can train and command 1,000 rat civilians and seize the Blood Skull Horn, will I be able to command an entire combat gang on my own?â Ice Storm confirmed again.
âThatâs right. Anyone who can seize the Blood Skull Horn is qualified to command an entire combat gang on their own.â
Casanova smiled. âHowever, if you are serious, you better go and pick new recruits right now, because the next team battle will be held in five days.â
âFive days?â
Ice Storm raised her frosty eyebrows and said, âWhy has the training time been cut in half? Itâs impossible to train a bunch of weak recruits into real warriors in just five days!â
âBecause the prosperous era that just passed was too long. In those ten palm years, every Turan clan was trying their best to reproduce. Every town, village, and valley was filled to the brim.â
Casanova explained very patiently, âWhen the glorious era arrived, the overwhelming crowd rushed toward Black-corner City with all their might. The number of warriors who yearned for glory and the rat people who responded to the recruitment was three times more than what we had expected.
âIn order to select the bravest, most intelligent, and most likely to bring victory from the warriors and rat people as soon as possible, every arena in Black-corner City has been fighting day and night. The training time could only be greatly shortened. This rule was the same for everyone. Both you and your opponent only have five days to train new recruits.â
âHowever, my opponent may not be completely wiped out like me. Not even half of his veterans are left. Maybe he only needs to replenish some of his recruits!
âThatâs right!â Ice Storm roared. âFive days is not enough to start from scratch and build a brand-new team. It is far from enough
âThatâs right. I think so, too. Therefore, my suggestion is that you donât have to humiliate yourself again. With your poor training and commanding skills, you will bring humiliation to the illustrious title of Queen Frost in front of tens of thousands of people again.â
Casanova stretched out his hand again. âAccepting my blood, joining the Blood Hoof Clan, and becoming my deputy is your best choice.
âPerhaps, when the time comes on the ever-changing battlefield, when the opportunity is right, I will transfer one or two battle gangs to let you have a good time?â
The female leopard glared at the Minotaur warrior for a long time.
Then, she slapped away the other partyâs outstretched arm.
Without looking back, she stepped out of the hole that was originally meant to be the door.
âI will win,â she swore fiercely.
âOne day, I will have my own war gang and establish my own family!â
Casanova smiled behind her.
The VIP room that was filled with icicles and looked like an ice cave suddenly turned into a furnace.
All the frost melted in an instant.
The ice water evaporated in the blink of an eye.
It turned into a rolling, scorching mist.
The Minotaur warrior tapped his hoofs gently in the mist.
Then, dozens of cracks suddenly appeared on the hard, iron-like ground.
Lava spewed out of the cracks like burning man-eating flowers.
âBarbarians who worship the Holy Light?â
Casanova repeated what Ice Storm had just said thoughtfully. Then, he smiled and said to himself, âThis is getting more and more interesting.
âMy Ice Storm, have you been lying all this time? You are not a member of the Gold Clan at all. In fact, youâre not even a snow leopard warrior, arenât you?
âWhat is the real you, then?â