Chapter 295

Also held back was the lurking Du Shenshi.

Having been eroded by the divine water for so many years, even if the Ten Thousand Bones City Lord and Du Shenshi were once third-level warriors, they now only had decaying bodies and could soon no longer withstand the onslaught from Lang Ze and Ji.

Seeing the situation had become one-sided, the beastmen inside the main hall seized the chance to flee outside. Even the Ten Thousand Bones people ignored their Great Shaman and City Lord, pushing and shoving their way out. The main hall instantly descended into chaos.

No one noticed that amidst the chaos, the Ten Thousand Bones Great Shaman rolled his eyes back and muttered a few strange words in a low voice. Several Si Shi who had consumed the divine water simultaneously stiffened.

Qi Bai watched the bone knife swing towards Lang Lian: “Be careful!”

However, the bone knife did not fall. A hand appeared, catching the bone knife of Si Shi Ke barehanded.

Blood flowed down the bone knife. That person gripped the blade, wrenching the bone knife away by sheer force.

But just then, no one expected another bone knife, already aimed at that person, to thrust over without any restraint.

Lang Lian’s pupils suddenly dilated: “Father!”

Lang Kai, who had just dodged an attack, turned his head sharply at the shout, only to see a bone knife piercing through Lang Shuo’s chest.

“Tribe...”

A buzzing filled Lang Kai’s head, and he actually froze on the spot, even forgetting to dodge the attack coming from behind.

“Trash!” Lang Zhan cursed under his breath, drew his bone knife, and stabbed the sneak-attacking Si Shi to death.

Normally, dealing with these Si Shi, who were at least first-level warriors, wouldn't be easy. But now, controlled by the Ten Thousand Bones Great Shaman, their movements were very stiff. Lang Zhan and Lang Sheng, working together, quickly killed several of them.

Seeing Lang Kai and the others still standing there, Lang Zhan roared angrily: “Get out!”

These traitors deserved to die, but they should die by his hand, not by the hand of the Evil Bone Great Shaman!

Just then, a sudden mutation/abrupt change occurred.

The muscles of the Ten Thousand Bones City Lord and Du Shenshi suddenly swelled and distorted, almost bursting through the beast skins they wore.

“Roar!” “Roar! Roar!”

Roars carrying fierce gusts of wind erupted from the two. Their aura suddenly increased by more than double.

Though they still had human forms, their original appearances were no longer recognizable; they looked like two ferocious/monstrous monsters.

Those uneven lumps of flesh seemed to want to break free from the bodies restraining them, screaming as they pulled outward, causing the two to constantly shift between human and beast forms.

“Roar!”

The Ten Thousand Bones City Lord let out a beast-like roar of pain. His body seemed to reach a critical point, rapidly expanding, transforming in an extremely short time into a six or seven-meter-tall hyena.

The moment the hyena appeared, it swung its front paw, actually smashing directly through the wall of the Great Shaman Hall.

“Boom!”

The roof, now without wall support, instantly lost balance. Huge stones fell from the sky.

Qi Bai only felt the back of his neck tighten, then his view elevated as Lang Ze carried him, leaping onto the open ground in front of the Great Shaman Hall just before it completely collapsed.

The beastmen surrounding the Great Shaman Hall were startled by this sudden development and retreated repeatedly.

In just a few breaths, the tallest Great Shaman Hall in Ten Thousand Bones City became a pile of rubble.

Amidst the sky-blotting dust, the convulsing body of the Ten Thousand Bones City Lord twisted its neck grotesquely, opening eyes glowing with red light to glare at the crowd outside the hall.

Beside him, an equally abnormally large hound bared its foul-smelling fangs.

This... could these still be considered beastmen?!

“Monsters!!”

“What kind of monsters are these?”

Gasps of shock, cries of terror—all beastmen who witnessed this scene couldn't help but widen their eyes in horror.

Simultaneously, the collapse of the Great Shaman Hall startled awake/shocked into awareness all the beastmen in Ten Thousand Bones City. Countless gazes converged on the direction of the main hall.

Qi Bai took a deep breath. He untied the horn fastened at his waist. The moment of the final battle had finally come.

“Woo~ woo~”

The solemn sound of the horn rose over the ruins, steadying the wavering morale.

At the entrance of the main hall, Qi Bai held the horn in one hand while issuing orders to Ling Ping and Hu Liao: “Seal all exits. Don't let anyone out, and don't let anyone in.”

“Yes!” “Yes!”

Although Hu Liao had only interacted with Qi Bai for two days, he now had no choice but to follow Qi Bai's commands/orders.

They had previously worked with Zhao's people to gain control of Ten Thousand Bones City's guards. Outside the Great Shaman Hall, there were very few beastmen left in Ten Thousand Bones City who could fight.

By having him and Ling Ping defend now, Qi Bai was confirming that responsibility for dealing with these two terrifying beastmen would fall to their Silver Moon tribe.

Hu Liao knew better than anyone that facing these two monsters, the Blazing Tiger warriors under his command were already feeling fear in their hearts. Though they hadn't fought yet, they were already half defeated.

In this regard, they, these former Upper City beastmen, were indeed inferior to the Silver Moon beastmen, even not as good as the Sacred Antelope sub-beastmen next to them.

Qi Bai's decision now was the best arrangement under the crisis.

Just as Qi Bai issued his orders, before anyone could recover from the panic induced by these two beast forms—

A wolf and a tiger already lowered their bodies, streaking like two meteors across the night sky, arriving beside the two monsters in the blink of an eye.

Sharp wolf and tiger fangs sank deeply into the flesh of the two monsters. They tore backward with all their might, yet this attack, which had unleashed at least sixty or seventy percent of their power, had minimal effect.

Enraged, the two monsters issued furious roars. Before they could counterattack, Lang Ze and Hu Ji simultaneously retreated. But even though their movements were extremely swift, they were still scratched by the monsters' sharp claws.

The giant wolf and giant tiger exchanged a glance, each seeing the shock in the other's eyes.

The bite force of a second-level warrior had only left two shallow holes on the opponent's body. The strength of these two was now far beyond that of a third-level warrior. If that was the case, then attacks from other warriors probably couldn't harm them at all.

Seeing Lang Ze injured, Lang Zhan grew anxious and stepped forward to help, but was pulled back by someone at his side.

“Great Priest, don't stop me! I have to help the Young Tribe Leader!”

Qi Bai, seeing Lang Ze and Hu Ji solo-challenging the hyena and hound that could no longer be called beast forms, was naturally also very anxious. But he knew that the more critical the moment, the calmer one needed to be to analyze.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Qi Bai's mind: “Stall them!”

“What?”

Qi Bai shook off Lang Zhan and quickly ran to Lang Ze's side. He shouted loudly: “Lang Ze, don't fight them head-on! Stall them! Think about the Gold-devouring beastmen! They won't last until dawn!”

No power appears out of thin air. Just like the Gold-devouring beastmen they encountered at the Gold-devouring camp, a violent outburst/eruption would only bring a more severe backlash/repercussion.

The changes in these two now similarly couldn't have come from nowhere.

So they absolutely must not confront them head-on when they were at their peak. As long as they continuously drained their energy, there would eventually come a moment when they couldn't hold on.

deep blue wolf eyes lit up. He instantly understood Qi Bai's meaning.

“Awooo~”

The Wolf King howled towards the sky, issuing the signal to attack to his warriors.

“Kill!” “Kill!” “Kill!”

Following Lang Ze's call, the Silver Moon warriors roared in unison. One after another, grey giant wolves appeared on the open ground.

Jade-green pupils like beams of light focused uniformly on the two monsters atop the ruins.

The hyena and hound's strength had indeed multiplied. More terrifyingly, they were like two killing machines that felt no pain, not pausing for a moment even when injured or bitten.

Yet even so, the wolf tribe warriors showed no fear. They strictly executed the Wolf King's strategy, forming a tight encirclement around the two monsters, aiming only to trap them, never engaging in prolonged combat.

If this defensive line showed even the slightest flaw, other tribesmen would immediately replace them from behind, one after another without stop, never ceasing).

This was destined to be a tough battle. The beastmen's bodies were covered in wounds, their bodies weary, but their spirits remained highly excited.

From the pitch-black depths of night until the sky began to glow with white light.

Without any warning, the offensive of the hyena and hound beastmen suddenly slowed.

“Boom.” “Boom.”

Two loud noises sounded over the ruins.

Qi Bai watched as the bodies of the Ten Thousand Bones City Lord and Du Shenshi, like two overinflated balloons, suddenly exploded into a mess of black and red.

The warriors closest to him were even blasted far away by the explosion, landing heavily on the ground.

Flesh that no longer retained any recognizable form paused briefly in the air like rain before drifting down.

At this moment, whether it was the warriors in combat, the wounded resting briefly against the stone compound walls, or even the beastmen from the slums watching from afar, everyone seemed rooted to the spot.

“Dawn is here, they're really dead...” a Silver Moon beastman murmured, looking at the sky, his face gradually showing joy, “The Great Priest was indeed right!”

The wounded man beside him excitedly reddened eyes: “It was just a Ten Thousand Bones Great Shaman, of course he couldn't match our Great Priest!”

If Qi Bai were present, he would probably feel somewhat embarrassed.

The timing of dawn was just an estimate he made based on the condition of those two, to give everyone in the battle a goal and prevent them from falling into endless exhaustion.

Who would have thought that by chance, he actually guessed correctly.

Of course, even if Qi Bai explained, the Silver Moon beastmen wouldn't believe him. They firmly believed that this victory was absolutely could not have happened without the Great Priest's sacrificial arts/rituals.

Qi Bai didn't have time to correct these notions now. His attention was entirely focused on the ruins of the Great Shaman Hall.

The Ten Thousand Bones Great Shaman sat behind a broken stone table. He had aged decades overnight; his originally gaunt face was now covered in folds like tree bark.

He sat motionless, only the faint white breath at his nostrils proving he was still alive.

“Heh, hehe, hehehe...”

Zhao lowered his head, his shoulders trembling constantly, fragmented laughter uncontrollable.

“Great Shaman,” Zhao’s voice was somewhat hoarse, but it still couldn't mask/conceal his pleasure, “Great Shaman.”

He walked slowly to the side of the Ten Thousand Bones Great Shaman: “Did you ever think you would have a day like today?”

The Great Shaman’s lips moved slightly.

“Why?” Zhao heard the Great Shaman’s barely perceptible whisper of breath, “Do you want to ask me, as the Shaman's Son of Ten Thousand Bones City, as the beastman with the greatest power in this city beneath you, why I hate you so much, why I must kill you, even not hesitating to cooperate with outsiders?”

He leaned down, close to the Great Shaman’s ear, as if wanting him to hear every word clearly: “You ask why now, but back then, when you slaughtered the Fierce Lion tribesmen who followed you in conquest to let the Evil Bones occupy Ten Thousand Bones, did you tell them why?”

“You made Fierce Lion cubs kill each other, telling them the last one alive could become the Shaman's Son, but in fact, the last surviving cub was force-fed Gu Jin by you. Did you tell them why then?”

“Didn’t expect it, did you? That someone could actually escape from a place like that?”

“All these years, I have endured until now, just to make you see with your own eyes everything you wanted completely destroyed!”

Zhao’s eyes were full of madness/insanity: “It’s a pity I only just found out that Xun was your cub. Had I known earlier, I definitely wouldn’t have let him die so easily. What a shame.”

The Ten Thousand Bones Great Shaman’s eyes stared fixedly at Zhao.

The next moment, a bone knife that had somehow appeared in Zhao’s hand was thrust fiercely into the Ten Thousand Bones Great Shaman’s heart.

After stabbing who knows how many times, Zhao slowly stopped his movements, looking excitedly at the blood on his hands.

Regarding this, Lang Ze only frowned slightly. He looked at Hu Ji, who had transformed back into human form, and gave him a slight nod.

Hu Ji took a deep look at the Ten Thousand Bones Great Shaman, then turned and walked towards the Ten Thousand Bones people who had long since stopped attacking.

“The Ten Thousand Bones Great Shaman and Ten Thousand Bones City Lord are dead. From now on, this city will belong to my Blazing Tiger tribe.”