Chapter 968
Desert Tribe
A gruesome massacre unfolded by the oasis . A group of men in strange clothing attacked the adventurers from camelback . They wore the trademark attire of the desert people, loose white robes with a scarf wrapped thickly around their heads to reveal nothing but a pair of wolf-like eyes .
Their leader whistled, and the men encircled the adventurers . Some of them drew their bows .
The expressions of these adventurers turned worse . They were already at a numerical disadvantage, and now high-grade equipment was being used against them .
“What are they saying?” Allerie asked the assassin after casting a few defensive spells on herself .
“They say we’ve intruded on their lands, and they will use our blood and lives to wash away our sins…” the leader explained in a hurry, his face dark . “We’re in deep trouble . This is a desert tribe, the western desert is their home . They also possess a strange ability to cast curses!”
“Hacaree! Hacaree!” The desert warriors shouted, some rushing forwards as others released the nocked arrows .
A few bamboo-thin warriors leapt into the sky, brandishing jewelled sabres in a beautiful arc .
“Good timing!” The assassin leader shouted, striking out with the dagger in his hand . Any icy streak felled many of the desert warriors, and the sabres in their hands shattered apart into pieces, looking like dancing butterflies .
“Captain! How could you strike first, and fatally at that?” The other adventurers looked on in disbelief at their leader .
“We don’t have a choice,” the assassin smiled wryly, “The word ‘Hacaree’ means leave none alive…”
They didn’t have the leisure to converse for long . The desert tribe leader hopped off their camel, dashing towards the assassin . A thick, bulky sabre whistled through the air, just the wind it formed making the assassin apprehensive .
“Howling Moon Art!” the assassin howled . His dagger met the sabre with a clang as qi surged into the surroundings . Countless pits were formed in the desert sands .
“Secret technique— Dual Serpentines!” Just as the two blades were about to clash, the desert leader burst forth with a second weapon . A small dagger appeared in their hand, and it was thrust directly at the assassin’s eye .
“Captain!” The female wizard cried out . She pointed forward with her index finger, “Mage Sword!”
An illusory blade appeared in mid air, deflecting the fatal blow from the desert leader .
“Damn it, get lost!” The assassin unleashed all his strength on the brink of life and death . The muscles in his body began to bulge, and he’d soon turned into a miniature giant . His dagger thrust forth with greater force, sending his opponent straggling backwards .
The tribe leader cried out before hopping away like a nimble swallow .
“A woman?” This assassin felt the back of his neck tingling . The cry had been high-pitched, and his opponent’s eyes were as clear as water . In his carelessness, he’d almost had his eyes gouged out by a woman .
“What now, captain?” A rain of arrows had thrown the rest of the party into disarray .
The assassin gave his orders . “Gather beside Awar, we’ll break through the encirclement . Allerie, concentrate . Support those who need it!”
“Hah! Berserk!” Awar was their group’s berserker, their meat shield . He grunted in a low voice, and the muscles on his body bulged .
“Bull’s Strength! Bear’s Endurance!” Allerie had cast multiple buffs on him from the side .
“Kill!” Awar seemed like a human tank in this mode, the shield in his hand causing blood to spurt as he knocked many desert warriors away .
“Wodarnike! Arberdoniya!” The female desert leader gave a few commands and directed her men in rows of defence . It seemed like she wouldn’t stop until these adventurers were dead .
The assassin inhaled deeply, imbuing a layer of qi in his rusty dagger .
“I’m your opponent!” He was showing tenaciousness in the face of danger, choosing to engage directly with the enemy to buy time for his party .
*Shing!* The female desert warrior did not say a word . Instead, she crossed her blades and unleashed explosive force . Her body seemed to leave behind an afterimage as she dashed towards the assassin . Her attacks came from all directions, so flexible she seemed boneless .
“Hng! Scorching Gale Blade!” The assassin shouted coldly . His eyes blazed as the dagger in his hand unleashed a storm of attacks . He parried the tribe leader’s attacks with the power of a sandstorm .
“Ooh… This place actually has martial arts techniques…” Leylin leisurely watched on from the air, a layer of illusion magic around him . “The female warrior isn’t at the legendary realm yet, but her techniques are . The desert tribes do have some talents… This group of adventurers is in danger…”
Leylin’s estimates were extremely accurate . The party was in unfamiliar lands and at a numerical disadvantage . It couldn’t be made up for with just a sudden burst of strength .
*Thud! Thud!* Yellow sand flew into the sky . The desert warriors didn’t engage Awar head on, instead dragging multiple metal chains from camelback to trap him .
*Peng! Peng!* The berserker continued to roar furiously, but he was still trapped like a bug in a spiderweb, and couldn’t resist at all . His roars grew softer over time, and he turned dispirited as his body shrunk back to normal .
“Not good, his berserk mode has ended!” Looking on, Allerie went forward and shove a spiritual force potion down Awar’s throat, her face filled with worry . Even with the resolution of the assassin, he could not help but be demoralised looking at the current circumstances .
“Hmm… Without any reinforcements, these adventurers will most likely perish here…” Leylin concluded from mid-air . However, he turned solemn as he looked in another direction . Somewhat apprehensive, he distanced himself from the location, “It looks like their backup is here . ”
Although he’d covered his tracks with illusory magic, someone at the same rank could still discover him .
A loud, hazy noise sounded from the direction Leylin was looking in . It sounded like the chirping of a thousand birds, and thunder from the sky .
*Boom!* A bright starlike object appeared in the broad daylight, forming a dazzling afterimage as it whizzed over to the location . As the object drew closer, it became clear that it was a spear . It was travelling so fast that the friction with the air had turned it bright red, as if ready to melt at any time .
Leylin could only see this because of the power of his sight . The desert warriors could only see a dazzling light shooting towards them, piercing several warriors and camels to arrive at their leader .
Facing such an attack, the tribe leader turned solemn . She withdrew both her hands, crossing the blades in front of her chest .
*Bang!* A loud explosion sounded, and steam rose from the ground . The smell of rust followed .
The dust and sand settled to reveal the absence of the female warrior . Only broken bits of a sabre were scattered around where she’d stood .
“Uwuuu~~” As if receiving some sort of order, the desert warriors immediately turned their backs and fled, not lingering for one bit . Their retreat was quick, and none of them could be seen after a few breaths . Only the flurried tracks of their camels remained .
“It’s our Lord! He’s here!” Allerie squealed, and the assassin and other members heaved a sigh of relief .
“You guys are late!” A booming voice sounded as a giant metallic arm reached for the spear .
The speaker had curly wine-red hair and a silvery unibrow . The expression on his face was extremely stern, commanding respect and intimidation .
The assassin’s face turned slightly pale, and he spoke in a soft voice . “Our apologies, Lord Rogero . We met with some circumstances on the road…”
“Thank you for saving us, my Lord!” Allerie’s eyes held a tinge of adoration, but Rogero didn’t care about that in the least .
“You bunch of useless creatures! Such a simple matter and you already can’t deal with it…Moreover…” Rogero’s gaze seemed dazzling to Allerie as he looked her over from face to belly . It caused the wizard to turn red .
“You couldn’t even realise you were being followed . You group of fools!” Rogero’s puzzled look began to be replaced with rage .
“Hm? Followed? No way, I…” The female wizard looked blankly at the spear pointed at her, feeling flabbergasted .
Soon after, she looked at her hands in stupefaction . Her original jade-white skin was now covered in thick, pus-filled sarcomas . The tumours erupted, causing her to wail loudly .
*Sssii!* White smoke rose from the body of the female wizard, and her blood-curdling screams struck fear into the heart of the others . There was no wizard by the time the smoke dissipated, only a puddle of pus left on the sand .
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