Chapter 1009 - Who Did It? (1/2)

Two Heaven Rank powerhouses were floating in the sky. One of them was very tall, his body emitting a dense glaring aura comparable to the Great Tribal Chief.

The other one was thin and frail, he was wearing hide clothes and holding a magic staff, while three smoky fireballs were hovering around him. He was obviously a Beastman Warlock.

Looking at the Beastmen attacking, Morgan, who had just released an Eagle Sight, immediately let out an alarmed shout, “They are from the Golden Top tribe!”

He clearly felt that this was inconceivable. The appearance of the Blood Fang Tribe, which should have been extinguished a long time ago, was already shocking them, but they could also see the Golden Top Tribe now. This was enough to show how abnormal this place was.

Lin Yun buffed himself with an Eagle Sight and looked at the battlefield. Sure enough, the Beastmen that didn’t belong to the Blood Fang Tribe had a golden magic pattern on their forehead. The center of the magic pattern was located between their eyebrows and looked like a golden gem. Two complicated decorative patterns went over his eyes and inserted themselves into their temples, as if they were wearing a golden crown.

This was one of the characteristics of the Golden Top Beastmen, and their unique characteristics were more easily recognizable than the Blood Fang Tribe’s, Among all the Beastman Races, only the Golden Beastmen had such a magic pattern on their forehead.

“Damn b*stard! You actually dare to come attack our tribe?! Don’t even think of leaving today! I’ll return you to the embrace of the earth!” The Great Tribal Chief of the Blood Fang Tribe shouted in a rage.

He held that greatsword over-three-meter-long and clashed with the Great Tribal Chief of the other tribe. A large amount of golden light and bloody light crisscrossed in the sky. The two Heaven Rank Sword Saints’ silhouettes were extremely fast and all they could see were the clashes of their Auras.

Lights kept crisscrossing in midair, and soon, only the flickering light could be seen in the sky and the two powerhouses couldn’t be seen fighting.

Only Aura Slashes could be seen occasionally falling down. A several-dozen-meter-long Golden Aura Slash fell down and slashed at the Blood Fang Tribe’s several-meter-tall wooden fence surrounding the tribe. The fence had soaked in blood for several years and was buffed by totems, it was far sturdier than stainless steel, yet a slash caused a thirty-meter-long breach in the fence.

As for the Heaven Warlock of the Golden Top Tribe, he was battling the Blood Fang Tribe’s Great Shaman. Fire and lightning kept intertwining. Flames kept exploding while lightning fluttered in the air like a snake.

The surging mana fluctuations made everyone within a kilometer feel as if a stone was pressing against their chest.

But no one noticed that the Great Shaman’s situation wasn’t that great. During the fight with the Demons, the Great Shaman’s body had already been on the verge of collapse. In order to increase his power, he had used his body to usher in thunder and lightning, greatly injuring himself in the process, and he had yet to recover so far.

Moreover, this was the Blood Fang Tribe, the Great Shaman also had to protect the tribe against spells from the enemy. Since the start of the fight, he had been in a passive state, and being defeated was only a matter of time.

The human group was calmly watching the fight from the tribe’s tower.

Raphael pointed at the battle happening outside the tribe and said, “Should we help this Blood Fang Tribe? The Great Prophet has consumed too much soul power in the previous fight and is now defending the tribe, he can’t even participate in the fight.

“None of the Great Tribal Chiefs seemed to be having the upper hand, the outcome of the battle won’t be decided for a while. But the Great Shaman might be unable to last long.

“If they lose, what about us?”

They all had different expressions.

Dylas indifferently shook his head, “The Blood Fang Tribe and the Golden Top Tribe are old rivals. No matter what they do, it’s a matter between Beastmen, we can’t rashly get involved. Even if we win, we might not obtain the appreciation of the Blood Fang Tribe, they might even turn hostile.”

No one retorted, because this was a kind of tradition that humans couldn’t understand. In a fight between two Beastmen, if one of them got a helping hand, even if they won, they wouldn’t be grateful, they might instead view them as enemies.

In the eyes of Beastmen, only the cowardly Beastmen lacking courage would need others’ help in a fight. They would be looked down upon by everyone.

It would be tolerable if they got help from within their race, but seeking help from another race would be destroying the rules spread by the Beastmen for a very long time, and the helped Beastmen were likely to be spurned.

This kind of racial fight was even harder to meddle in for outside races.

Lin Yun, who had been watching the battlefield, suddenly had a surprised expression.

On the battlefield outside the tribe, within the Wolf Riders, there was a Beastman that seemed to resemble the Golden Top Beastmen, it even had a magic pattern drawn on his forehead, but with a single look at his magic pattern, they could see that this wasn’t a Golden Top Beastman.

Moreover, there were also a few other Golden Beastmen pretending to be Golden Top Beastmen. If not for Lin Yun having seen that guy before, he wouldn’t have noticed it.

“Kraff?”

Hearing Lin Yun’s exclaim that name in shock, Jouyi’s expression suddenly changed as he let out in fear, “Kraff? The son of the Golden Beastman’s Tribal Chief? They also came?”

Their faces instantly changed color. They hadn’t expected the Raging Flame Beastmen to also come over, let alone the Gold Beastmen.

Orange flames burst out of Dedale’s body as he took out his metal staff.

“Golden Beastmen? Where?”

Lin Yun pointed at Kraff’s position on the battlefield.