Chapter 896: Chapter 896: The Flat-Headed Honey Badger Chapter 896: Chapter 896: The Flat-Headed Honey Badger “`
In less than half an hour, Greg Jensen had exterminated the entire batch of Ferocious Beasts.
He patted the Blood Charm War Wolf whose desire for battle had yet to be satisfied and laughed,
“You lead the way, find the Beast King lurking behind the scenes for , and when we do, I’ll give you a bottle of Wolf God Blood!”
“Awooo!!”
Upon hearing this, the Blood Charm War Wolf excitedly nodded its head in agreent.
Wolf God Blood, although it was the essence of the Wolf Clan’s bloodline, had an irresistible attraction to a creature like it that belonged to the wolf species.
It had the ability to fundantally alter the strength of its bloodline, the effect of which could not be matched by a hundred Beast Cores.
Thus, the Blood Charm War Wolf took the lead in scouting ahead, its sense of sll was probably able to detect within an eight-thousand-ter radius centered on itself, covering a broad range and with incredible accuracy.
The Three-eyed Golden Eagle circled in the sky, constantly monitoring the forr’s situation to prevent sudden surprise attacks.
It provided an entire view of the grassland on the side, allowing Greg Jensen to follow at a leisurely pace from behind and continue scavenging the corpses.
As for those relentless vultures, he couldn’t be bothered to deal with them. Given that they could not be killed off and also didn’t seem to have any intention of launching an attack, they probably served more as lookouts.
This was just fine with him, let them report back; the more Ferocious Beasts that ca, the better, as it could even save him a lot of trouble if they could call out the Beast King for him.
About half a day later, Greg Jensen had thoroughly collected all the collectible corpses, pocketing no less than five hundred Storage Rings and the value of the seized treasures was at least six hundred billion!
It had to be said, these victims were indeed elites from all over the world, rich indeed.
At this ti, the War Wolf, already several kiloters away, conveyed a thought—
“Master, there are scents of the Human Clan on the northeastern side of the grassland, and they seem to be surrounded by a pack of level eight Ferocious Beasts!”
Alive?
Upon hearing this, Greg Jensen imdiately beca interested, wondering whether those remaining on this grassland were from a primitive tribe or reinforcents from other regions.
But no matter what, since they were of the Human Clan, there was no reason for him not to help. If they could understand each other’s language, maybe he could even glean specifics about the locale from them.
Thinking this, he imdiately linked with the Three-eyed Golden Eagle’s vision, locked onto the northeastern direction, and indeed he could see two to three kiloters away, where a group of dark-skinned middle-aged people were being surrounded by a thousand or so creatures just over half a ter in size.
These Ferocious Beasts stood on all fours, with facial features sowhat resembling bears, and their bodies were entirely black, except for a patch of white fur on top of their heads. The way they bared their fangs looked utterly ferocious, especially their sharp claws that were as pointed as spear tips, possessing significant destructive power.
“Tsk, tsk, aren’t these the famous honey badgers from Shadow Province, the Honey Badger Beasts?”
Don’t underestimate these Honey Badger Beasts that are only half a ter long; they are true warriors of the great plains.
Even before the Rebirth of Spiritual Energy, they dared to challenge tigers and lions, earning the nickna “indifferent to life and death, ready to fight” from netizens. Not to ntion they have all evolved to level eight strength, which makes them much more formidable than leopards and lions.
Unexpectedly seeing so many Honey Badger Beasts in this area was truly an eye-opener.
With a smile, Greg Jensen didn’t think much about it and imdiately rushed over.
At this mont, the Honey Badger Beasts were clustering together, baring their teeth nacingly as they watched the group of black people huddled in the middle, looking as though they were ready to attack at any mont.
This made those tribal black people incredibly tense as they murmured among themselves,
“My God, we’re really done for this ti! If I had known, I should have listened to my brother and stayed in the safety of the tribe’s cellar.”
“Benedict, what’s the use of saying this now? There’s nothing to eat in the cellar, even if we didn’t co out to forage today, we would have died sooner or later!”
“Oh great Pharaoh, please let us survive this, I do not want to beco food for these Honey Badger Beasts!”
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“Pharaoh, protect us! As long as we can make it back alive, I swear I’ll never blindly follow Benedict on these wanderings again!”
These people didn’t have the slightest inclination to resist; they constantly prayed to Pharaoh, and so had already knelt down, hands raised high above their heads, reciting spells.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, two Honey Badger Beasts from the left pounced, biting onto a man’s shoulder and refusing to let go.
In just monts, they ripped several chunks of flesh from his body, causing the black man to grimace in pain, screaming continuously, yet he still had no will to resist, shouting Pharaoh’s na even louder.
Seeing this, the others dared not look any longer, hastily averted their gaze, hands held high above their heads, babbling prayers to Pharaoh.
Regrettably, this behavior didn’t deter the Honey Badger Beasts at all; seeing them not resist, the beasts rushed up even more determined to devour these people completely.
“Ah!!”
Gradually, the screams grew more nurous, echoing one after another; just listening made one’s scalp tingle.
As she saw more and more of her companions die, a black girl finally realized that praying to Pharaoh might be less practical than just running for her life.
Suppressing her trembling legs, she prepared to take the chance to run while the honey badgers were busy feasting on corpses.
But several Honey Badger Beasts had already set their sights on her and pounced fiercely just as she was about to make her move.
“Ah! Pharaoh, Pharaoh, please protect …”
In the crucial mont, the little girl raised her hands high, shouting loudly.
Whoosh, whoosh!
The next second, whistling sounds whizzed by her ears.
Invisible but powerful currents of air struck the Honey Badger Beasts like bullets, landing with rapid speed.
Wherever they passed, the beasts were ssily dismbered, so even decapitated, their hot blood spraying onto the little girl.
Opening her eyes, she saw that the Honey Badger Beasts that were about to devour her were now nothing but cold corpses.
Could it be… Pharaoh intervened?!
No… it wasn’t Pharaoh!
She questioned herself subconsciously, quickly discarding the notion, because in an instant, she saw a handso man with an elegant movent technique, holding a Treasure Sword, battling the Honey Badger Beasts like a deity descended from the heavens.
His swordsmanship was peerless, his Sword Qi like a rainbow, and his striking speed was so fast that it dazzled the eyes and made it difficult to track his movents.
The Honey Badger Beasts, usually as annoying as sticky dogs that couldn’t be beaten or killed, were as frail as tofu in his hands.
In the blink of an eye, thousands of Honey Badger Beasts lay dead at this man’s hand.
What most puzzled the little girl was that beside him there was a vibrant, dark red wolf, as well as a gleaming golden eagle. Having survived in the wild for so long, she recognized at a glance the extraordinariness of these two beasts.
It was unexpected to see them obediently following beside a human!
“Hehe, sorry for arriving late, I didn’t manage to save your people!”
While the little girl was still in shock, Greg Jensen suddenly approached with a smile and initiated a conversation in Eagle Tongue.
In his view, the universalism of Eagle Tongue was quite broad worldwide, and if she couldn’t understand this, then there would be no way to communicate further.
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