Chapter 68 – Snow Melted (1/2)

Chapter 68: Snow Melted***

“Whu~~yo~~yo~~”

Tens of naked, deadly pale infants had been floating in the air, eyes shining with black light, and staring expressionlessly at the Demon Clan’s master Maguspriest, who had been smashed on the ground by the gigantic stone hand.

These infants were evil creatures that had been raised by special dark magics of the Demon clan, neither alive or dead, neither entity nor phantom; they were very mysterious and powerful, not afraid of any kind of weapons, and had the special ability of controlling souls of others, which was extremely hard to deal with.

However, their only weakness was the man - the master Maguspriest - who was controlling them. These evil creatures were way too powerful and savage, even the Demon Clan’s Maguspriests wouldn’t risk to let them get out of the control, and always controlled them with very rigorous magic spells; therefore, when the master Maguspriest had been knocked out by the stone hand, these evil infants had all lost connection with the outside world, blankly stopped moving and floated in the air.

“Kill him! Kill him!” an ear-piercing scream came from the sideway.

Ji Hao turned around, saw Jiang Xue standing on a rock less than a mile away, pointing her finger at Ji Hao and yelled loudly, “Anyone who kills him and chop his head off, his or her clan will be under Bi Fang Clan’s eternal protection!”

Sniffing sounds came from the crowd. There were countless warriors from numerals clans running over, however, Senior Magi and Maguspriests from those clans all sniffed scornfully when they heard Jiang Xue.

All the clans gathered here were all free clans that had always been minding only their own business, neither under any other clan’s protection or control. The Bi Fang Clan’s eternal protection sounded pretty good, but in fact, once they accepted the protection of the Bi Fang Clan, they had to send a large amount of offering to the Bi Fang Clan each year; additionally, their warriors wouldn’t be as free as nowadays, instead, they had to be prepared for Bi Fang Clan’s transfer command anytime. Therefore, what Jiang Xue had just promised was not that attractive to these clans.

Jiang Xue seemed to have realised the mistake she made, instanstly changed her words and said, “whoever kills Ji Hao, his or her clan will get reward from the Bi Fang Clan - weapons and armours. enough to arm three hundreds warriors, all forged by the best steel!”

According to the rules of the Southern Wasteland, Jiang Xue beat her own chest hard while yelling loudly, “I swear in the name of our Bi Fang Clan’s ancestors’ souls, my father is a Bi Fang Clan’s elder, named Jiang Shu. Whoever get Ji Hao killed, his or her clan will get three-hundred sets of armours and weapons that are of the highest quality as a reward.”

Red Horn struggled back up from the ground, waved his huge wodden stake and growled, “Five Hundred!”

Jiang Xue gnashed her teeth, then noded and said, “Five hundred, then five hundred!”

Before Jiang Xue finished speaking, Red Horn shouted out and rushed towards Ji Hao along with the hundreds of Ghost Clan’s Warriors, while waving the large wooden stake.

The ground in front of them suddenly split up, an over two hundred feet tall, white stoneman, whose whole body shining in a jade-like luster, darted out from the ground at a lightning speed; hundreds of yellow spell symbols were flashing fast on its snow-white body.

This stone giant was so tall, that Red Horn’s head couldn’t even reach his knees. Judging from its gigantic, heavy body, he should be moving very sluggishly, however, the body shape of this stone giant seemed tall and slim, additionally, he moved even faster and nimbler than an ape.

He grabbed towards the air, a stone pillar rose from the ground.

“Grilled meat!”

The Stone giant pulled the over thirty-foot-long, tank-thick stone pillar out of the ground, letting out a great roar and swung it towards Red Horn. Along with a silver light and loud whistle of the wind, the stone pillar thudded hard on Red Horn’s body.

Red Horn only had enough time to raise his wooden stake and hold it in front of his chest.