Witch Doctor

'Two Tier 3 subordinates? The strength of this Grede Bandit Gang is truly astonishing... Could Grede be a Tier 4 Master-level professional?'

Sulu was slightly surprised, then suddenly realized what was happening.

If they didn't have that kind of strength, they wouldn't have such a fearsome reputation throughout the state, and they wouldn't have been captured by bounty hunters yet.

Only with this kind of strength, coupled with being careful not to provoke legendary professionals, could one have lived a comfortable life until now.

However... it won't last long.

Sulu knew very well that with the arrival of the Tide of Transcendence, unless Grede had a secret connection with the Federation, he would inevitably be placed on the Bureau 11's targeted elimination list.

Because once the opponent breaks through the shackles and becomes a legendary professional, they may be able to do the same thing as Moran and Hexus before!

Even if the possibility is small, it is still necessary to take precautions.

"' Iron Fist ' Russ, ' Assassin ' Aili? Tier 3 superhumans, leaning towards physical attacks... Judging from Russ's movements, he's very much like a Tier 3 [Brawler], while Aili is more agile..."

After his advanced studies at Green Tree Castle, Sulu could finally be considered a true [Occultist].

With just one glance, he could pretty much see through the true nature of these two people.

As for professionals who lean towards spellcasting?

Their lives are more precious, or rather, their abilities are more unpredictable. Some have ways to make money, and very few high-ranking members join such gangs unless they are leaders or manipulators themselves.

"This tribe... is doomed!"

Seeing Gaoso Chief being attacked from both sides, and struck in the back by Aili's dagger, bleeding profusely, Geri clenched her fists involuntarily.

Of course, she didn't rush out recklessly and risk losing herself and Sulu together.

As a bounty hunter who grew up on the plains, she has her own judgment.

"Uncertain..."

Sulu pursed her lips. "Listen..."

Geri tilted her ear and suddenly heard a strange flute sound.

Its height fluctuated, not very noticeable on the noisy battlefield, but it was not drowned out by the various shouts and screams.

"In the tribes of the Gaoso natives, the highest-ranking person is not the chief, but the [Witch Doctor]!"

Sulu carefully observed the terrain. "They are skilled in healing and cultivating all sorts of exotic plants and animals!"

You mean?

Geri was startled, and then she saw dark clouds rising above the tribe.

Those were, in fact, Horse Wasp, each the size of a thumb!

They were covered in colorful patterns, and their number was countless. They formed a dark cloud and surged down, landing on the members of the Grede Bandit Gang.

Some of the bandits who were carrying out the massacre immediately screamed and fell from their horses. They stopped moving soon after, their bodies swollen and gruesome.

"What a poisonous Horse Wasp!"

"I can't believe it," said Geri, still shaken.

Moreover, within the tribe, layers of black ants emerged from the ground—these were Man-eating Ant! Wherever they passed, people and horses were engulfed by the black tide, and after a few twitches, they turned into red and white skeletons.

"Is this... the power of a [Witch Doctor]? No wonder the Gaosuo tribe can survive so tenaciously in such a dangerous Nature Reserve!"

Geri muttered to herself, then turned to look at Sulu: "How do you know so much?"

"I read it in a book!"

Sulu spoke frankly, "But we should leave... the battle is almost over."

"Yes... the Grede Bandit Gang finally got their comeuppance!" Geri said cheerfully.

"Wrong... [Witch Doctor] is ultimately not a combat profession. Once his location is exposed, the battle is practically over... Otherwise, what do you think... Grede went to do?"

Sulu slowly crept down the hillside. "If we don't act now, the chances of us being discovered will greatly increase after the battle."

No sooner had he finished speaking than an inconspicuous tent in a corner of the tribe suddenly exploded.

Inside, there was a strange monster.

It has human limbs, but its head has turned into a bizarre octopus shape, with a large number of tentacles carrying suckers waving around, one of which is holding a bone flute.

Clearly, the flute music we just heard came from it.

At this moment, a Sturdy and burly white man stood in front of it, his aura as a fourth-tier professional intimidating everything.

' Butcher ' Grede!

Without Geri needing to confirm, Sulu had already identified the other person, pulled Geri down the hillside, and quickly mounted his horse and galloped away.

After running for a while, Geri seemed to come to her senses. "What... was that?"

"The [Witch Doctor] of the Gaosuo tribe... of course, I think most of them are still in human form. This one probably did some dangerous experiments, or failed in his 'transformation' training, or was corrupted in some way? There are too many possibilities..."

While urging Black Jack to go faster, Sulu said without turning his head, "But no matter what, it can't possibly be a match for Grede."

"What are you going to do next?"

"Geri asked."

"It's become too dangerous inside the reserve; let's go to the other side of the canyon..."

Sulu pursed his lips. "If we wait a few days and find nothing... then let's go back."

He is a rational person and won't take too many risks.

"Excellent, a wise choice!"

Geri breathed a sigh of relief; she had almost thought that Sulu was going to go head-to-head with Grede.

She had originally dreamed of being number one on the wanted list, but after seeing him from afar today, she completely gave up.

That butcher, Greed, is probably at least a third-tier professional, far beyond her current level to challenge!

The Gaosuo.

The chieftain, a third-tier professional, was nailed to a wooden stake, while the surrounding bandits were feasting.

"Boss..."

Russ and Aili stepped forward and said to Grede, "This job was a bit of a rip-off..."

"It's alright, they were all ordinary people who died, we can just recruit more."

Grede stepped on a piece of flesh that was still wriggling.

The chunk of flesh, still attached to a tentacle, exploded, releasing a foul-smelling, yellowish-green liquid.

When the Witch Doctor died, the swarms of bees and ants he had summoned naturally dispersed, but they still caused heavy casualties to the bandits.

Grede paid no attention. He surveyed the battlefield, took a bone necklace from the chunks of flesh, ignored the bloodstains on it, and examined it carefully, his gaze lingering, as if he were admiring a work of art.

"Boss... what should we do with the loot?"

Russ asked hesitantly.

"Kill all the men and skin them, and transport the women outside to sell... Russ, you take ten men to handle this matter, the rest of you, come with me to continue deeper!"

Grede grinned maliciously. "Do you know why I made you do this? There seemed to be some small insects spying on us from the outside... Go and take care of them!"

Those spying individuals weren't very strong; a third-tier [Brawler] would be more than enough to handle them!