Allied forces
The continuous sounds of drums, horns and shouts were so loud that even the sky was shaking; the roars of the battle beasts and birds started a fierce gust of wind, violently swaying the jungle in the vicinity of hundreds of miles.
The Fire Crow Clan and Fire Leopards Clan’s warriors quickly drew back to the top of the cliff through the winding trail hidden in the wood of thorns, guarding the only trail that led to the top of the cliff.
Maguspriests of the Fire Leopards Clan ruthlessly beheaded those captured from the Blood Crocodile Clan and Ghost Frog clan one after another, with bitter and sad expressions on their faces. Daggers, made from obsidian, tore those captives their necks apart; once the fresh blood had spurted out of their wounds, a hot gust of wind would come roaring over, rolling all of the blood away; every single drop of fresh blood was being absorbed by the ancestors’ banner of the Fire Leopards Clan, which had been raised once again.
Nourished by over two thousands of captives’ blood, two-hundred fire leopards phantoms quietly darted out of the banner, crawled in those highly poisonous thorn bushes, without making any noticeable sound.
“Such a bunch of reckless people! Don’t they fear the Fire Crow Clan’s revenge?” Qing Ying waved his long bow, standing on the edge of the cliff and shouted.
Ji Hao crossed his arms around his chest, while looking at the groups of warriors who were rushing towards them in the jungle afar, without saying a word.
In the Southern Wasteland, the cost to gather this many of elite forces from so many clans at the same time was very high. The paths in the Southern Wasteland jungle were dangerous and complicated; if someone tried to gather the warriors from tens of clans simultaneously, and arrange them in order to ambush a certain spot, the mobilization of the troops, the negotiations and time control would all be huge problems.
Not to mention that almost every single Southern Wasteland warrior was a great eater; even an ordinary Novice Magus warrior needed at least five kilograms of meat, while the appetites of the Senior and Junior Magi were similar to bottomless pits; elite warriors from tens of clans summed up together could eat up two to three huge mountains piled up by beast-meat within a short amount of time.
No matter who planned all these, the money, the forces and the material resources they had to spent on all this were all astonishingly high.
Fiery light flashed through Ji Hao’s pupils, he was carefully identifying the totems painted on those banners.
“Cyan Cattle Clan, Buffalo Clan, Raging Bull Clan...hmm, the famous ‘three-cattle clans’, aren’t they neutral clans?” murmured Ji Hao.
“Tusk Tiger Clan, Raging Lion Clan, Wind Eagle Clan, these small clans have always been especially cautious and careful, what’s wrong with them? Not afraid of death anymore?”
However, soon, Ji Hao found a few totems that made him feel stressed looking at those banners.
“Ghost Clan, Demon Clan, Gu Clan[1]...Damn! These weird people had never any contact with the Southern Wasteland clans before, how did they get involved in this?! Are they trying to challenge the Fire Crow Clan? Or are they coveting this jungle of the Southern Wasteland?”
None of those mutual clans, such as the ‘three-cattle clans’, or the middle scale clans like the Tusk Tiger Clan, Raging Lion Clan and Wind Egle Clan, had ever challenged big clans like the Fire Crow Clan and Black Water Serpent Clan, which were ruling their own pieces of land; all of these small to middle scale clans had always been mutual and only minding their own businesses; they had never ganged up with either the Fire Crow Crow or Black Water Serpent Clan; these clans had never shown any sign of sudden rise, nor were they worried about complete collapsing.
If someone had promised them enough profit, it would be reasonable for these small to middle scale clans to gather together and try to tear off a fat piece of meat from the Fire Crow Clan.
However, clans like the Ghost Clan, Demon Clan, and Gu Clan never got along with others Southern Wasteland Clans, instead, they have formed their own systems; even big clans like the Fire Crow Clan wouldn’t provoke them initiatively.
Take the Ghost Clan as an example, they didn’t have a bloodline power; what they had, was a system of inheritance, called ‘ghost-inheritance’; from generation to generation, they were worshiping evil spirits and ghosts, existing in the jungle; every new born kid would merge with an evil ghost after he or she came to this world, becomming a half human and half ghost being; by merging their own body with those ghosts, they would be gifted all kinds of unimaginably strange power.
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