Chapter 715 - 217: [Heaven’s Wrath]
The escape turned into a riot, and the riot spread...
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It wasn’t until more than two hours later that the riot was forcibly suppressed after the Fierce Beast Race invested even more elite forces!
Hundreds of monsters covered in red glow also participated in the suppression process.
The chaos behind the camp was finally stopped, and the cries of agony, roars of anger, and other sounds finally ceased.
But behind the camp, lying on the ground were the corpses of the Fierce Beast Race, scattered everywhere in a tragic state!!
However, this wasn’t good news, because the riot calmed down in large part because many of the lower-tier creatures had already fled, towards the direction of the lake, escaping the battlefield along both sides of the lake...
It wasn’t that the rioters were all killed, but... so many fled that it finally quieted down.
At the rear of the entire main camp of the Fierce Beast Race, many of the lower and bottom-tier clan members were forcibly suppressed and gathered into groups by the elite forces.
But this time, their demeanor showed neither submission nor the numb acceptance of oppression they were used to.
Their bloodshot, hostile eyes made some elite warriors of the Fierce Beast Race feel a chill in their hearts.
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The siege was completely halted; there were no more warriors charging forward, and the Fierce Beast Race fighting below Snow Cliff Pass were quickly killed off, with some remaining red-glow monsters withdrawing after hearing the horn signal from the camp, retreating toward the rear.
For a long time afterward, the camp of the Fierce Beast Race seemed to fall into a deathly silence...
Until half a day later, roars and shouts erupted from the camp of the Fierce Beast Race.
Finally, an order was issued from the mouth of the flamboyant highest war priest of this expedition.
"Withdraw, go home!"
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On the other side of the large lake that had been "created" out of thin air.
In the vast evil spirit tree sea of trees, at the edge of the woods, many evil spirit trees also fell during the recent earth tremor.
And after everything calmed down, with a loud whistle coming from within the woods, like a chain reaction, the whistle echoed on both sides of the woods.
A moment later, a mighty Thunder Beast, covered with a layer of scale-like hide, slowly walked out from the woods, moving to the edge of the sea of trees, standing not far from the vast lake.
On the Thunder Beast sat a human clad in golden full-body armor, his face covered by a metal mask beneath his golden helmet.
Soon, from behind this Thunder Beast rider, more and more Thunder Beast cavalry emerged from the woods, scattering along both sides of the Golden Armor General, densely spreading along the edge of the sea of trees.
At a glance, there were at least a thousand riders!
No one knew how such a number of Thunder Beast cavalry bypassed the army of the Fierce Beast Race besieging the fortress, crossed the snowfield, and appeared in the territory of the Fierce Beast Race—this sea of trees!
Finally, after gazing at the lake for a long time, the Golden Armor General sighed with a complicated tone, his voice carrying not just resignation but a tinge of resentment.
"Who... did this!"
Behind him, a Thunder Beast slowly approached the Golden Armor General, and a leader with two blood-red feathers on his helmet sat behind the beast’s rider, hesitating for a moment before speaking softly: "Town General, should we... continue?"
The Town General remained silent for a moment, lightly exhaling, his voice muffled within his mask, tinged with deep regret.
"With this large lake appearing, the Fierce Beast Race will surely choose to cease fire and retreat... This time, we can’t take too much from them..."
Pausing, the Town General, with a hint of reluctance in his voice, spoke darkly: "Launch the operation ahead of schedule! If we don’t act soon, we’ll run into the retreating Fierce Beast Race here."
After speaking, the Town General slowly raised his right hand with a subtle gesture, and the Thunder Beast cavalry on both sides quickly scattered, changing direction to head back into the depths of the sea of trees...
The Town General stood alone, riding a Thunder Beast, just at the edge of the sea of trees, gazing toward the lake for a long while, softly talking to himself.
"Who did this... ruined my plans, cutting my victory by at least half!"
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Chen Yan lay under a snowdrift, waiting quietly.
He didn’t move, waiting for a full day and night!
Finally, on his twenty-sixth time peeking out from his snow burrow to gaze towards the Fierce Beast Race’s main camp, he saw the activity of the Fierce Beast Race’s withdrawal!
In the camp, those ballistae had already been pushed away, and the trunks of evil spirit trees that had been piled there were left behind, with no sign of the elite Fierce Beast Race warriors guarding around them.
Even, Chen Yan saw members of the Fierce Beast Race setting fires! The wood mountains they couldn’t take with them were set ablaze, with intense flames soaring into the sky like a torch between heaven and earth.
Under the flames, large numbers of the Fierce Beast Race retreated in groups towards the depths of the snowfield.
The ranks were disordered and slow...
Chen Yan sighed in relief.
Another day passed, and as Chen Yan lay in the snow burrow, his ears twitched.
He suddenly climbed out of the snow burrow and saw in the distance, on the snowfield, a snow-white figure darting like the wind, its form almost skimming the ground in a swift run...