"Monarch" Anriel, Bronze Axe Minotaur

On this vast and boundless grassland.

There are a total of 12 tribes, each ruled by Lionman tribe, while the more numerous Gnoll are completely subservient to the Lionman tribe.

This is similar to the hierarchical relationship between Goblin and Hobgoblin.

The strongest of these 12 tribes was the Vaal Tribe, also known as the "Red Mane," whose supreme ruler was "King" Anriel Putikos Val.

Due to its nomadic political system and unique hunting culture, its overall level of civilization was relatively low, especially when compared with that of humans in terms of comprehensive strength.

In terms of pure force...

Lionman and Gnoll are born Warrior and Scout as soon as they reach adulthood, without any training. This is an advantage of the Demi-Human Species.

--Lake Lakohas Lake.

It is the largest lake on this grassland and the Daben of the "Red Mane" Vaal Tribe. This lake not only provides abundant water and food,

Near the shore of Dongfang Lake lies a rock salt field that stretches to an unknown depth underground, one of the greatest treasures of the entire tribe.

Relying on this rock salt land, the Vaal Tribe mined and refined edible salt, which became an important way for them to influence other tribes and acquire wealth.

"King" Anriel reclined on a thick animal skin blanket. He was over 50 years old, not old, but no longer young.

The once vibrant Red Mane on his cheeks are now withered and yellow at the tips, just as his ambition is gradually fading.

"King~"

A captivatingly soft voice sounded from beside me.

"King" Anriel opened his mouth, and a plump grape was gently placed between his teeth, its sweet and sour taste spreading on his tongue.

"Hahaha." "King" Anriel let out a delighted laugh.

Reaching out to embrace the newly acquired concubine, one of the 57 newest women, the softness of her skin made "King" Anriel squint his eyes slightly.

Lionman- like men and women are extremely easy to distinguish; all the men have wild sideburns, while the women only have relatively soft hair on the back of their heads.

In my youth.

"King" Anriel preferred strong lionesses. He didn't understand his father's preference at first, but now he finally understands that more delicate lionesses are more comforting.

What about the other tribes?

"King," Anriel said softly, his eyes half-closed.

"Your Majesty, the Third and Seventh Tribes are currently engaged in some disputes, but both have deployed fewer than twenty people."

Beneath the large tent, decorated in a wild and unrestrained style, an older Lionman responded respectfully in a soft voice:

Other tribes remained relatively peaceful.

Peace and tranquility prevailed...

Upon hearing these four words...

In "King" Anriel's half-closed eyes, a certain ambition and vigilance flickered. He opened his mouth, and a grape was immediately placed from the concubine's hand.

The Vaal Tribe is the most powerful of the 12 tribes, while the other tribes, though weaker, should not be underestimated.

In particular, the conflict between tribes has slowed down significantly in recent decades, which makes "King" Anriel feel somewhat uneasy.

There's a saying among the Lionman: "Lionman licking his wounds is more dangerous than a roaring Lionman."

"King" Anriel chewed on a grape, lost in thought, and the air grew quiet.

He had a vague feeling that other tribes were accumulating strength, and perhaps in the future they would challenge the great Vaal Tribe.

"Is it necessary to provoke an even greater conflict between the Third and Seventh Tribes?"

"King" Anriel pondered silently, unable to make a decision easily.

Just like the grapes he liked to eat, this sweet and sour fruit was an important product of the Seventh Tribe's territory, but the land of the Vaal Tribe was not suitable for growing them.

If you want to eat more, you have to pay more.

That's all...

"King" Anriel withdrew his idea; the current state of peace among the various races was quite good, and there was no need to disrupt this balance.

As a "monarch"!

As long as he was alive, no tribe dared to make any moves.

"King" Anriel continued to open his mouth, and the 57th concubine hurriedly offered to feed him. Although the sweet and sour taste was not bad, she still preferred to eat meat.

It is rumored that the meat of Human Species is the most delicious.

pity.

There are no Human Species on this vast grassland. It is said that a group of Human Species once ruled this land.

But they've all been eaten up long ago.

In the heart of "King" Anriel, there was some resentment towards the previous kings and his fathers, wondering why they didn't raise some.

Thud--

A loud bang and screams came clearly from outside the tent.

"King" Anriel suddenly opened his eyes, his red sideburns trembled, and an aura of authority and power emanated from his body.

Splash--

Accompanied by a series of hurried footsteps, a Lionman guard dressed in leather armor rushed in nervously from outside.

"King!"

"An unknown enemy has suddenly invaded the depths of the tribe," the Lionman guard reported, both shocked and furious.

"Um?"

Anriel, the "King," looked surprised.

Who exactly is it?

Which tribe dares to attack the Vaal Tribe?!

outside world.

The situation was now in complete chaos.

Large numbers of Lionman Warrior and Gnoll soldiers are rushing in from all directions toward the location where the melee and screams are taking place.

When they arrived at the enemy's location, everyone was stunned, initially thinking they were being attacked by a large number of enemies.

There were only two enemies!

No... to be precise, it should be one person and one beast.

Standing at approximately 2.3 meters tall, with a robust physique, a pair of black bull horns on his head, and bronze-colored, strong muscles and skin, he exudes a calm yet fierce aura.

This is a Minotaur!

The most striking feature was the opponent's left arm, which was covered in a bronze-rust-green metallic texture. It was a bronze arm, and in its hand, it held a giant axe with a handle that was half the height of a person.

The other party was riding a fiery red lizard, nearly 5 meters long, with its skin covered in rough red spots of various sizes.

now.

The man and the beast were rampaging through the encirclement of Gnoll, and no one could stop their advance.

Fifth-Tier Monster Summoning --

Bronze Axe Minotaur (Level 35)!

Flame-Tongue Lizard (Level 35)!

Above the sky.

Tang Zheng used the "Flight" magic to hover high in the air, while simultaneously activating "Ninjutsu: Concealment" to make himself invisible.

Upon arriving at the territory of the Vaal Tribe, Tang Zheng did not immediately barge in to investigate, as they were, after all, the most powerful tribe on the entire grassland.

No one can be certain of any hidden forces or arrangements.

so.

Tang Zheng used "Monster Summoning," a technique he rarely employed, to test the waters.

Both the Bronze Axe Minotaur and the Flame-Tongue Lizard possessed strength at the Hero Realm, making them a perfect means of testing the waters.

As for the issue of summoning two monsters at the same time?

The Fifth-Tier "Papermaking" skill can produce 150 sheets of Fifth-Tier paper, and 20 sheets can be used to make one scroll. It can easily create seven Fifth-Tier magic scrolls.

These two monsters were summoned using a scroll.

"Ah!!"

"Minotaur?"

"Help!"

"...!"

The Minotaur rode his Flame-Tongue Lizard, rampaging through the enemy ranks and wasting no time with the Gnoll tried to stop him.

They rushed swiftly toward the location of "King" Anriel, their objective clearly defined.

"Stop him! His target is the king!" A furious, high-pitched roar erupted from the crowd in the distance.

With this order issued.

One after another, agile Gnoll, using their powerful lower limbs to run, surrounded them.

"Roar!"

The Bronze Axe Minotaur looked at the Gnoll formed a human wall, roared, and hurled his bronze axe with a flash.

"Bronze Throw!"

Swish!

The bronze axe spun rapidly in mid-air, its sharp blade like a meat grinder, leaving no chance for the Gnoll to stop it.

Blood shot into the sky and bloomed!

The bronze axe flew dozens of meters away, creating paths of flesh and blood, before hovering in mid-air and flying back into the Bronze Axe Minotaur's hand.

"Hiss~"

The Flame-Tongue Lizard flicked its fiery red tongue, its four thick, short legs moving nimbly as its heavy body carried the Minotaur, charging forward over the corpses.

With a single axe stroke.

The deaths of Gnoll stunned the crowd that had gathered from all directions.

Such terrifying strength clearly exceeded the expectations of all the Gnoll and Lionman present!

"A bunch of useless trash!"

A roar erupted from the distant crowd, instantly blasting several Gnoll swiftly charged forward, yelling, "Get the hell out of my way!"

This is a strong Lionman, also wielding a giant axe and wearing leather armor.

Because the "Rieslert" tribal nation is relatively lacking in minerals and craftsmen, armor that requires a large amount of metal is very rare.

"It's ' Blood Axe ' Aug!" came an excited voice.

The crowd, who had been stunned by the overwhelming power displayed by the Bronze Axe Minotaur, regained their expectant expressions.

Which neighboring country are you from?

"How dare you attack the great Vaal Tribe! You are declaring war on us!"

"Blood Axe" Aug, wielding his axe in one hand, ran while roaring loudly, his red sideburns flying in the air, exuding arrogance and domineering power.

"Arrogant Minotaur, I'll cut your head off and use your skull to grind into toothpicks!"

Bang!

The ground shook.

"Bone-Shattering Heavy Slash!"

"Blood Axe" Aug leaped high into the air with both feet planted firmly on the ground. His massive, rough axe, wielded by Aug, moved like a falling meteor, unleashing a ferocious attack.

The axe blade sliced through the air, creating a gust of wind!

The Bronze Axe Minotaur raises its head, its bronze arm slightly raised as it swings upward to chop.

Thump!

The blades of two heavy weapons clashed, creating a deafening explosion in the air and instantly producing dazzling sparks.

A surge of air.

"That's some real strength."

"Blood Axe" Aug's face suddenly turned red, and his body flew backward in mid-air. After landing, he took four or five steps back before regaining his balance.

"Bronze Throw"

The Bronze Axe Minotaur's cold face remained unchanged as he once again hurled his blue-headed axe towards the enemy.

Boom!

A hissing sound pierced the air.

"Blood Axe" Aug hadn't caught his breath when he saw the flying axe. His expression changed, and he quickly raised his giant axe to block it.

With a "bang".

A fierce, immense force surged through his arm.

"Ah, ah--"

"Blood Axe" Aug's eyes widened in horror as he screamed and was blasted away again.

And when the Bronze Axe Minotaur throws the axe again...

A figure hidden in the crowd suddenly darted out, like a hunter who had been waiting for a long time, appearing suddenly behind the Bronze Axe Minotaur.

"Mobile Interception!"

This was a slender Gnoll, a full head taller than the average Gnoll, resembling an assassin.

When!

A crisp, metallic clanging sound rang out.

The dagger in the Gnoll's hand pierced the heart of the Bronze Axe Minotaur in the back, but was stuck after penetrating about an inch.

A firm response.

The Gnoll was somewhat stunned, seemingly surprised that the other's body was as hard as stone.

"The Bronze Axe Minotaur is a monster with a relatively simple attack pattern. As the prefix 'Bronze' suggests, it possesses metallic-like skin defense."

Among summons of the same level, it is considered a fairly competent tank.

"Tail Strike"

"Hiss--"

The Flame-Tongue Lizard swung its tail, sending the Gnoll assassin flying.

In a short time, two powerful warriors from the Vaal Tribe were easily defeated, and a sense of panic permeated the crowd.

Now!

"King" Anriel, dressed in a majestic red cloak, appeared at the edge of the battlefield, staring intently ahead with a grim expression.

"Minotaur?"

"King" Anriel's eyes widened in surprise. He had initially thought it was an attack by another tribe, but it turned out to be the Minotaur, an invading race.

What exactly happened?

What King Anriel finds most incomprehensible now is how the other party suddenly appeared in the heart of the tribe.

"Old Priest, I'm in trouble with you. It would be best to capture the enemy alive."

"King" Anriel's eyes were solemn as he turned to the Lionman Priest beside him, whose body was covered in various runes, whose head was adorned with rock ornaments, and whose face was painted with white patterns, and gave him instructions.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Lionman Priest nodded respectfully and strode forward. When he took his third step, his normal steps turned into a leaping motion.

Clang, clang, clang!

Splash--

The ornaments on the Lionman Priest's body clanged together, producing a dense series of soft sounds that merged into an eerie sound wave.

"Awoo--Awoo--"

The Lionman Priest opened his mouth and made a strange sound, pulling out a slender hand bone with his right hand, which looked like Gnoll bone.

"Blessing of Ancestral Spirits"

An invisible wave of magical energy spread out.

Wherever they went, the originally murky or sickly green eyes of the Gnoll gradually turned into a frenzied crimson.

"Oh!!"

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Unreasonable roars echoed through the air.

All the Gnoll charged at the Bronze Axe Minotaur like madmen.

In mid-air.

"Is it Shaman class?" Tang Zheng crossed his arms and looked at the information that appeared on the Attribute Panel, his eyes calm.

"Blood Axe" Aug, the Gnoll assassin, the Lionman Priest, and who else but "King" Anriel!

" Of Demi-Human four Hero who entered, only three were previously identified through intelligence gathering. Was one of them kept hidden all along?"

Tang Zheng's gaze swept over the figures below, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "A single tribe has four Hero Realm; I've underestimated these Demi-Human."

(End of this chapter)