Champion Duel

If this was the highest level of magic Nurn had to offer, then what came next was probably the city's greatest fighting strength—or, rather, its champions.

A roar rang out in the distance. Then a man riding a massive steed that looked almost like a griffon charged toward the Minotaur Beast King.

Because he had been pursuing Lin Yun, and because the Minotaur Beast King himself was rather fast, by the time Lin Yun took to the sky and Lady of the Graveyard Roses unleashed Purple Sunset, the Minotaur Beast King had already come very close to the city gates.

When he saw Lady of the Graveyard Roses wipe out his entire force with a single spell, the Minotaur Beast King was furious. But all he could do was rage helplessly. What else could he do?

Still, it was fine. The Archbishop, his Sigmar Battle Monks and Sigmar Priests, and the Dwarf Miners had only just managed to deal with that horde of Minotaurs and Chaos Spawn.

The Minotaur Beast King wasn't a spellcaster, but he could "feel" the thick "aura" of Sigmar on the Archbishop. And the man hadn't reached the legendary tier yet. Knowing that the Archbishop wasn't a legendary-class combatant made the Minotaur Beast King even happier.

In short, the Archbishop was a very worthwhile sacrifice.

Of course, Lin Yun was actually the most valuable sacrifice of all. Unfortunately... that guy had run a little too fast, and then, of all things, he'd died without doing anything at all.

Well, in truth, the Screaming Beastmen had another very peculiar trait.

They were savage—extremely savage—but also immeasurably cunning.

They believed that might made right, yet they were also incredibly deceitful.

If a Beast King in a Screaming Beastmen warband fell into a disadvantageous position or was gravely wounded,