Chapter 202: Clearing the Foreign Races
“You can choose to withdraw. I won’t stop you, but you’d better consider the consequences.”
Seeing hesitation appear on Zhou Ming and the others’ faces, Yan Hong reminded everyone in a threatening tone.
Upon hearing this, Fire Fox and the others’ gazes instantly turned unfriendly. Being able to become Professional Beast Tamers was not something that allowed them to be threatened so casually.
However, Yan Hong’s next sentence immediately made everyone come to their senses, and no one continued to argue.
“Although the Giant Race has set up the Airspace Ban Ritual Formation, they still haven’t truly gained a foothold in the Panlong Mountain Range. Right now is your best opportunity to earn merit and end the Alliance Conscription.”
“The longer it drags on, the more dangerous it will be to enter the Panlong Mountain Range.”
“Then don’t waste time. Let’s set off immediately.”
Everyone immediately understood Yan Hong’s meaning. Since there was no other choice, it was better to seize merit while things were still relatively safe and bring the Alliance Conscription to an end.
Fire Fox also urged them on right away.
Seeing that no one objected, Yan Hong immediately led his own team deeper into the Panlong Mountain Range.
Several hours later, in a canyon with treacherous terrain, over a thousand Werejackals were transporting massive stones and logs, preparing to construct a fortress stronghold at that location.
Although they had no reinforced concrete, every time a section was completed, a Werejackal priest would cast a spell, making the finished structure exceptionally sturdy.
Compared to the Werejackal warriors, whose average height exceeded two meters, the Werejackal priests were only around 1.7 to 1.8 meters tall, wearing loose beast robes.
“Really makes one envy them, being able to cast such miraculous spells relying solely on themselves.”
On a mountain peak several kilometers away from the canyon, Zhou Ming and the others were holding binoculars, observing the Werejackals ahead.
Wind Eagle saw that the Werejackal priests, despite clearly only possessing apprentice-level strength, could still cast spells by using various materials as mediums.
“Hmph, what’s there to envy? Apprentice priests still have to rely on various materials as mediums to cast spells. There’s no real difference from us Apprentice Beast Tamers.”
Fang, standing nearby, immediately voiced a different opinion.
“There’s no point arguing about meaningless things. Let’s discuss whether the camp in front of us can be taken down.”
Yan Hong interrupted their argument and then asked for everyone’s suggestions.
“Based on the ratio of Werejackal warriors advancing to warriors, among these thousand-plus Werejackal warriors, there shouldn’t be more than ten Werejackal warriors at most.”
“With our strength, we can deal with several Werejackal warriors, but once ordinary Werejackal warriors form battle formations and receive priestly spell support, our situation will become very dangerous.”
Silver River, who rarely spoke, voiced his analysis in a hoarse tone when it came to an operation involving his own life.
After hearing this, the others silently agreed.
Only a very small portion of Werejackals possessed the strength of Werejackal warriors upon reaching adulthood, and these were the main source of Werejackal warriors.
As for the other ordinary Werejackals, they could only become Werejackal warriors through acquired training.
Only after being equipped with armor and weapons could they independently kill low-tier Ferocious Beasts.
If they received spell blessings from priests, they could even withstand ordinary firearm attacks head-on like Ferocious Beasts.
The problem Zhou Ming and the others now faced was how to eliminate the threat posed by the Werejackal warriors and priests in advance.
“Fire Fox, Wind Eagle, do either of you have any large-scale spells that can clear out those Werejackal warriors in advance?”
“Given how scattered they are, I can only take out at most one or two hundred Werejackal warriors before they react.”
Facing Yan Hong’s inquiry, Wind Eagle gave an answer the fastest. After a brief moment of thought, Fire Fox gave the same answer.
After all, once they made a move, the Werejackal warriors would never give them a second chance to act.
Once entangled by the Werejackal warriors, the remaining Werejackal warriors would gather together and, with priestly spell support, completely surround them.
By then, retreating would become extremely difficult.
“I have a way.”
Just as everyone was thinking about how to solve this problem, Zhou Ming suddenly spoke, breaking the silence.
“What way?”
Under everyone’s probing gazes, Zhou Ming slowly extended his right hand, as white as jade.
The pores on his palm relaxed, and faint purple mist began to gather in the center of his hand.
Yan Hong and the others instantly sensed a dangerous aura and immediately retreated two steps backward.
“This is highly toxic.”
Yan Hong said with certainty, instantly labeling Zhou Ming as dangerous in his heart.
After all, compared to other professionals, the area of destruction Zhou Ming could cause was far greater. Within a base, his level of danger far exceeded that of other Professional Beast Tamers.
“I’ll dilute the poison and disperse it into the air to clear out the Werejackal warriors.”
“Once they react, remember to immediately deal with that apprentice priest squad.”
Apprentice priests didn’t have many offensive methods, but their support abilities were first-rate. A detoxification spell alone could clear the diluted snake venom.
Of course, this was mainly because Zhou Ming didn’t intend to use Fusion of Snake Venom. Otherwise, even an Official Rank priest would find it difficult to save the poisoned.
“My speed is fast. I’ll handle the apprentice priest squad.”
Wind Eagle immediately took over the task.
“Alright. The rest of us will mainly deal with the Werejackal warriors.”
Seeing Wind Eagle take the initiative, Yan Hong immediately agreed to Zhou Ming’s plan.
Once the operation began, Zhou Ming moved like a swimming snake, restraining his aura and using vegetation as cover as he rapidly approached the canyon several kilometers away.
“Not bad luck. The wind direction is just right.”
After sensing that the wind direction posed no problem, Zhou Ming immediately raised both hands, and purple snake venom emerged from the pores of his palms.
As his hands slowly waved, the snake venom followed the gentle breeze, blending into the air and gradually drifting into the canyon.
A few minutes later, a Werejackal carrying a log on his shoulder suddenly felt dizzy, his limbs weak, and immediately collapsed to the ground.
Before he could cry out for help, he instantly felt suffocating.
As the first Werejackal warrior suddenly fell, others around him began to collapse one after another.
Some relatively stronger Werejackal warriors, whose poison had not yet taken full effect, immediately let out wolf-like howls to sound the alarm.
In an instant, the canyon descended into chaos.
Just as the Werejackal warriors stepped forward and before they could determine what was happening, Wind Eagle approached the canyon in low-altitude flight, and the wind blades in his hands immediately slaughtered the apprentice priest squad preparing to cast spells.
Seeing this scene, the muscles on the Werejackal warriors’ bodies instantly swelled, and with a leap of over ten meters, they rushed to stop Wind Eagle’s actions.
“Boom.”
However, before they could get close, a scorching fireball the size of a human head exploded right in front of the Werejackal warriors.
Yan Hong and the others began launching attacks against the seven Werejackal warriors before them.
Seeing their clansmen continuously fall, driven by raging fury in their hearts, the Werejackal warriors charged at Yan Hong and the others like madmen.
For a time, the canyon echoed with endless roars. The radiance of spells and combat techniques flashed without cease, and Zhou Ming experienced, for the first time, a war between humans and foreign races.