38: Chapter 38 For the Horde!

At the southwest river valley entrance of the Secret Realm [Thunder-Horned Lizardman Tribe].

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Having just rappelled down from the cliff, the Wolf-Hunting Squad was immediately surrounded by [Thunder-Horned Lizardman Leader Molov], who should have originally been in the core area, leading dozens of Lizardman Warriors.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

"Exploding Flame Spell!"

Within the team, the Pioneer member positioned as a mage turned pale, their internal source energy rapidly depleting as they watched the Lizardmen continuously gather and surround them while occasionally throwing rounds of spears.

Shock and despair were already evident on their faces at this moment.

And when Molov, wielding an exaggerated heavy sword, made a massive leap and slammed fiercely into the middle of their squad like a giant boulder falling from the sky, despair and panic were no longer limited to the mage alone.

With a "bang", the Wolf-Hunting Squad captain was violently blasted away like a baseball.

He slammed heavily against the cliff wall behind them, gouging out a large crater.

"Captain!" someone exclaimed in shock.

However.

Chu Hong and Wang Suming, hiding among the Lizardmen, immediately launched attacks one after another.

The spears in their hands shot out fiercely.

Instantly cutting off the team members who wanted to step forward to help the Wolf-Hunting Squad captain.

"Chieftain, go deal with that fellow, leave the rest to us! (Lizardman language)" Chu Hong and Wang Suming's loyal and brave appearance caused Lizardman Leader Molov to nod in satisfaction.

However, out of goodwill, Molov still reminded them:

"These humans who broke into our tribe are not easy to deal with, you must be careful..."

Chu Hong and Wang Suming patted their chests: "Rest assured, Lord Chieftain! Everything for the Tribe!!!"

Everything for the Tribe!

Watching the two clansmen who, after shouting those words, unhesitatingly rushed ahead toward the four surrounded Pioneers, Molov—despite not knowing their names—

had already decided that after dealing with these damned human intruders, he must properly promote these two young warriors.

Meanwhile, on the other side.

With his chest feeling heavily oppressed, the Wolf-Hunting Squad captain crawled out from a pile of rubble. When he saw the Lizardman Leader who had already rushed right before his eyes, his pupils shrank violently.

"F***! We didn't even enter the core area, how did we alert the Boss?! And it even chased us all the way out of the core area!"

"This is unreasonable!"

Almost the exact same cry was frantically shouted out by the Black Snake Squad captain from the forest atop the cliff behind them at this moment.

Behind him.

Out of the original five-man squad, after losing three during the cliff rappelling,

right now, besides him, the only remaining assassin-type member was also taken away by a bolt of lightning magic the moment their feet were trapped in the mud swamp magic of the Lizardman Priest.

"Damned human, obediently come and accept your death, wouldn't it be better to grant you a quick end?"

Casar let out a sinister, low chuckle. Seeing the Black Snake Squad captain enter the forest, not only was he not anxious, but he directly stopped in his tracks right where he was.

He thrust the ritual staff in his hand onto the ground.

Making a "thud" sound.

Rustling, at times high-pitched, at times vaguely chanting low incantations came from his mouth, and the magical fluctuations on his body reached their peak at this moment.

Eighth Stage of the Qiyuan Realm!

"Go to hell! Intruders! [Tree Burial Thunderstorm]"

The hair on the Black Snake Squad captain's body instantly stood on end.

He wanted to use the cover of the forest to quickly head east and go directly to the eastern evacuation point.

However.

Along with a rumbling sound beneath his feet, cracks suddenly split open on the tree trunks around him that he had passed by, and even the ones he was about to pass, radiating pale white lightning.

Terrifying energy, like an explosion, violently tore those trees to shreds before his despairing gaze.

And at the same time, instantly swallowed him up.

"No!!!"

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

River valley entrance.

Chu Hong's pupils shrank sharply.

Turning back to look at the scene atop the northern cliff, which seemed completely covered by lightning, he gasped inwardly.

"Holy crap! What is this?"

His shock was not fake. Even though he had entered the map [Thunder-Horned Lizardman Tribe] through Special Service Department Investigations no less than a hundred times,

he already had a clear understanding of the attack methods and strength of Lizardman Priest Casar and Lizardman Leader Molov.

But... in these hundreds of map entries, he had never seen Lizardman Priest Casar release such a terrifying, practically destructive magical skill right before his eyes.

"Brother Hong, is this... is this the Boss in the Secret Realm?"

Wang Suming was also clearly frightened.

How could anyone possibly kill such a Boss?

Pioneers of the Qiyuan Realm shouldn't be able to withstand such terrifying damage...

However.

Looking at the northern cliff top, which was gradually returning to peace after the explosive roaring noises disappeared, Chu Hong had a guess in his heart.

Could it be that the Boss also displays different methods in different areas?

Just as he and Wang Suming were idling on the sidelines over here,

the battle between Lizardman Leader Molov and the Wolf-Hunting Squad captain over there had also reached its climax.

"Bang!"

The Wolf-Hunting Squad captain was once again fiercely blasted away.

Spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood in mid-air.

Just as Molov, who also had several gruesome wounds on his scale armor, was about to pursue, the Wolf-Hunting Squad captain in mid-air suddenly seemed to crush something.

As light bloomed,

he actually transformed into a wisp of white light, instantly flashing a hundred meters away.

Leaving behind his last two precarious team members, he actually fled directly in the direction of the evacuation point.

Molov was stunned, followed immediately by fury.

"Coward! You can't run!"

He was about to pursue, but someone was faster than him.

"Boom!"

When Lizardman Priest Casar appeared again amidst a flash of lightning, he had already blocked the Wolf-Hunting Squad captain's last path of survival.

When lightning bloomed on the magic staff once again, and when Molov's heavy sword closely followed and struck fiercely,

this captain of the Pioneer Squad who had followed Chu Hong and the others into the Secret Realm wanting to snatch the golden source energy longsword also met his end on the spot.

Amidst cheers,

the last two remaining Pioneer Squad members were also swarmed by the surrounding Lizardman Warriors in the blink of an eye amidst desperate screams.

When the Lizardmen dispersed, only two corpses pierced all over with spears were left behind.

With their eyes wide open in death.

Seeing this scene, Chu Hong and Wang Suming exchanged glances, then immediately stepped forward and, together with the Lizardmen, began to carry these corpses.

Within a few minutes, ten corpses—either charred, pierced through, or decapitated—were laid out before the [Sacrificial Altar] in the core area.

Over a hundred Lizardman Warriors and ordinary Lizardmen gathered in front of the altar.

Chu Hong and Wang Suming, acting like two "fine Lizardman youths" eager for advancement, diligently hauled all the items and equipment left behind by the Wolf-Hunting Squad and the Black Snake Squad to the front of the open space.

This caused Lizardman Priest Casar and Lizardman Leader Molov to nod inwardly, their eyes full of appreciation for the younger generation.

Suddenly.

Chu Hong and Wang Suming seemed to have discovered something. Hugging a large wooden box, they happily wagged their tails and ran to the front of the altar.

"Chieftain, High Priest, these damned humans actually hid things. This is what I dug up from underground near them..."

With an eager look on his face, as if presenting a treasure, Wang Suming placed the wooden box with both hands in front of Molov and Casar.

Casar smiled and nodded: "Very good, there are very few young people among the clansmen as meticulous as you... Where is your companion from just now? After discussing with the Chieftain, we have decided to give you two some rewards!"

The surrounding Lizardmen cast envious glances one after another.

Upon hearing this, Wang Suming was "overjoyed": "Lord Priest, Lord Chieftain, I'll go call him right away!"

Watching Wang Suming sprint away as if spreading good news and disappearing in the blink of an eye, Molov nodded in satisfaction.

"It seems I have indeed neglected the younger generation within the tribe recently; he is a good sapling worth cultivating."

He crouched down and pried open the wooden box that Wang Suming had carried back, which still had fresh soil on it.

Revealing neatly stacked tubular objects inside, as if wrapped and bound by something.

Molov looked puzzled: "What is this?"

Lizardman Priest Casar leaned down to inspect curiously: "There are no magical fluctuations, it doesn't look like a magic item..."

Meanwhile, behind a giant boulder several hundred meters away from here,

Chu Hong silently pulled out a remote control.

"Lord Chieftain, Lord Priest, thank you for your hard work, you can go take a rest now..."