Chapter 1005 - Bonfire Banque (1/2)

They could absolutely fight the Golden Beastmen over the ruling power if they appeared in the Raging Flame Plane. Destabilizing the Golden Beastmen’s power would be a very easy matter.

The thing was that on the way, Lin Yun estimated that there were about twenty thousand Beastmen in the tribe.

That number was too small. The weakest tribe of the Raging Flame Plane had over a hundred thousand Beastmen.

The number of high-ranked powerhouses could match the Golden Beastmen, but there were too few of them overall. If they were in the Raging Flame Plane, they would at best pose a challenge to the Golden Beastmen’s rule, but they wouldn’t be able to take over the ruling status.

But even if they only had about twenty thousand Beastmen, they would be able to easily sweep the floor with the twenty-seven humans and three non-humans.

They were invited to the square, and the fragrance of barbecue wafted in. The tall Great Tribal Chief walked over with large strides, laughing heartily.

“So you are the heroes who saved our tribe’s brave warriors? Your valor already obtained our tribe’s friendship. We are conducting a Bonfire Banquet in your honor to welcome your arrival!”

The Great Tribal Chief’s voice loudly echoed like thunder. His voice was so loud that there was no need to use magic to amplify it.

Following his words, the Beastmen on the square raised their hands in a cheer. Furthermore, groups of strong female Beastmen carried 1-meter-tall jugs of wine over.

The humans were almost all mages, so their faces turned slightly green when they saw those wine jars that were big enough for them to bathe in, but they couldn’t decline now.

The Bonfire Banquet was a Beastman tradition. It would only be conducted when they welcomed some noble guests or for important celebrations. The three Heaven Rank powerhouses appearing together immediately raised the standard of that welcoming ceremony. If they refused the alcohol, it would be like spitting on their faces, and it might even make them hostile.

The group was led over to sit next to the bonfires. Dedale was unwilling to pass his responsibility to any others, so he was led to sit by the Great Tribal Chief. Dedale’s face turned slightly green as he looked at the hunk of barbecued meat as thick as his waist, as well as the blood dripping from the meat.

A loud sound echoed as a 1.5-meter-tall wine jar was put in front of Dedale. The Great Tribal Chief burst into a loud peal of laughter, picked up his enormous slab of roasted meat, and tore a big mouthful from it. Thin rivulets of blood dripped down his cheek as ate more than half of the meat in just seconds. He then picked up the huge wine jar in front of him and drank half of it.

“Friends, don’t be polite. Sharing good wine and meat is something we should do for a friend of our tribe.”

The mages all had greenish complexions as they looked at the portions of wine. And the half-cooked roasted meat still dripping blood made them sweat. Even the puppet was treated as a guest, so it had a pile of roasted meat and a wine jar was in front of it.

Lin Yun sat at Dedale’s side, feeling himself start to sweat. He secretly glanced at Dedale and saw that particularly large wine jar, as well as the 15 kilograms of half-cooked meat… And Lin Yun’s eyes seemed to be grinning.

Fortunately, Dedale had been leading for the past few days…

Lin Yun calmly used a knife to cut a slice of barbecue and then passed the rest to Xiuban and glared at him.

Xiuban was beaming with joy as he ate the meat covered in fat and blood and drank the dozens of liters of wine.

Next to Lin Yun, Dedale was a bit pale as he ate a bit of the meat and took a sip of the spicy drink before promptly shifting the topic.

“Sir Great Tribal Chief, you have been living here for so long… Do you know what’s going on with all the Undead on the prairie?”

As Dedale started inquiring about the Undead, the rest of the group tried to listen. They came to this tribe mostly because they wanted to ask about this. The group had almost been surrounded and killed, so how could they not want to get more information?

These Beastmen seemed to have been living here for a very long time, so they definitely had a good understanding of those Undead creatures. They might even know many secrets.

But as the Great Tribal Chief heard Dedale’s question, he seemed to be at a loss.

“The Undead? What Undead? You met some? Damnit, don’t tell me a Necromancer appeared!

Dedale frowned, feeling like this Great Tribal Chief was tricking him.

“It’s not a Necromancer, but a big group of the Undead, just like a tide. They have huge numbers, and they chased us into this canyon.”

The Great Tribal Chief shook his head, a trace of doubt still visible on his face.

“An Undead army? Impossible, we have been living here for such a long time and have yet to hear about any of the Undead here, let alone an army…”

Dedale didn’t understand why the Great Tribal Chief would lie to him, but it was such an easy lie so easy to see through. They had been living here for a long time, so how could they not have seen any of those Undead creatures?

“There really is an Undead army, and it numbers in the several hundreds of thousands. Moreover, they are all Undead Beastmen, as well as Undead Wolf Riders and Skeletal Wyverns…”

Dedale had yet to finish his words when the Great Tribal Chief suddenly interrupted him and looked at him in an unfriendly way. “My friend, you obtained the friendship of our tribe by saving our tribe’s warriors, so we welcomed you in and entertained you as guests… How could you talk nonsense and blaspheme our Beastmen?