Chapter 1083: Chaos Upon Chaos
Fortunately, the elite warriors of the Bloodhoof Clan were relatively easy to identify.
Aside from a very small number of foreign warriors, most Clan Warriors born and raised in Bloodhoof Territory possessed pronounced traits of cloven-hoofed beasts, no matter how mixed their bloodlines were.
Their Totem Armor, too, bore distinct Lineage inheritances, engraved with radiant runes and totems.
Once the hooded figures who had infiltrated Black Horn City tore away their disguises, however, they came in every conceivable shape and form.
Some resembled lions and tigers, others jackals and wolves, still others lizards and vultures, with far more obvious mixed bloodlines.
Coupled with the guilty air of thieves, they were easy to distinguish from the Bloodhoof Warriors burning with rage.
Thus, on streets thick with smoke, amid blazing ruins, and near one temple after another, whenever Bloodhoof Warriors crossed paths with these figures who bore obvious foreign traits and ran at the sight of them, bloody battles erupted at once.
No matter how harshly these "envoys of the Great Horned Rat God" had once been trained, they were ultimately no match for Clan Warriors whose inheritance stretched back a thousand years, who had been fortified from the womb with all manner of secret medicines and Totem Beast Flesh.
They were merely grave-robbing thieves. Once they met a regular army at close quarters, how could they possibly be the latter's match?
Within less than a Ke Shi, countless hooded figures had sprayed blood three feet high or been smashed into pieces, becoming sacrifices to the boundless fury of the Bloodhoof Warriors.
Before long, every hooded figure trapped inside the various temples had been wiped out completely.
But the Bloodhoof Warriors, their rage still unspent, quickly discovered that the real trouble had only just begun.
They had