The Pingduan Mountain Range look like a ring with a gap in its opening, and at that gap Qiuhe Canyon.
In the center of the circle lies Ling Yi and his group's destination: the Boulder Highlands.
The Boulder Highlands is the territory of one tribe of the Behemoth Clan, while the other thirty-six tribes are scattered around the Boulder Highlands.
Before setting off, Ling Yi made sure everyone had a good meal. This was Rapid Movement with no rest stops, so it was essential to ensure the Bear Tribe warriors were well-fed and watered before departure.
However, Ling Yi's expression was somewhat strange as he looked at the food in front of him.
These are all grilled meats, and the techniques are decent. There are many varieties, and at least they're not bad-tasting, especially since there's a wide variety of meats.
The main dishes are roast beef, roast pork, and roast venison.
Wait, roasted pork? Do the Pig Tribe eat roasted pork?
In the eyes of orcs, orcs are orcs, and Beast are Beast; orcs rarely regard Beast as their own kind.
The Pig Tribe eats pork, the Bear Tribe eats bear meat... This has been the case since the birth of the orcs, and the orcs have never thought anything of it.
In orc Legend, orcs were born along with temples, but there is no clear record of when exactly they were born.
However, it would take at least ten thousand years.
After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Ling Yi led two hundred Bear Tribe warriors toward the Boulder Highlands.
The distance from Qiuhe Canyon to Boulder Highlands is approximately 300 kilometers.
This distance was not short, but it posed no challenge whatsoever for the strong Bear Tribe warriors.
Most Beastman Tribe have Night Vision vision, so their eyesight is not affected at night.
However, the two hundred-plus pairs of eyes radiating a greenish glow still looked somewhat eerie.
Ling Yi and his group Rapid Movement, and after about three hours, the Boulder Highlands were already in sight.
"Chief, once we cross this river, we'll be in the Behemoth Clan territory. What should we do next?"
Booker was still unsure of himself, and as he looked towards the direction of the Boulder Highlands, he couldn't help but swallow hard.
Not only him, but also the two hundred Bear Tribe warriors behind him were somewhat agitated.
Ling Yi, however, didn't care at all. What was the greatest purpose of sacrifice?
It's singing... oops, I mean, giving a buff!
It can not only add positive buffs, but also add negative buffs to enemies.
There is a divine song that is perfectly suited to the Behemoth Clan terrifying power but average willpower.
Behemoth Clan leader, the Behemoths are incredibly simple-minded and are the only race among all that despises sacrifice.
It can be said that they were almost powerless to resist the negative aspects of the sacrificial rituals.
If it were the Mammoth Clan, Ling Yi wouldn't dare to provoke them right now, but the Behemoth Clan... let alone a Saint Grade priest, they could handle even King Grade priest. One negative buff and they'd be guaranteed to be affected.
The ranks of priests in this world are divided into Mortal Grade, General Grade, King Grade, Emperor Grade, Saint Grade, and God Grade.
However, this classification is very general and not very standardized.
Some priests are judged to be King Grade simply because they have mastered a piece of King Grade Divine Sound. As for what kind of buff this Divine Sound adds and how much of an effect it has in war, it is hard to say.
"Cross the river!" Ling Yi said, and swam towards the other side of the river first.
Seeing the Saint Priest's resolute stance, Booker said no more. Since a choice had been made, the consequences of that choice needed to be borne.
He was eager to know what this Saint Priest's trump card was and why he dared to provoke the Behemoth Clan.
Although these big guys from the Behemoth Clan were somewhat foolish and feared the Saint Priest.
Even if most Saint Priest added negative buffs to these big, clumsy creatures, such as reducing their defense, strength, or speed, the Behemoth Clan ' inherent strength was still there. How much could those reductions really affect them?
unless...
"If anything goes wrong later, you must protect the High Saint Priest at all costs."
"Yes!" the Bear Tribe warriors shouted.
Ling Yi turned around in the river and cursed, "I don't need your protection! Get across the river right now!"
Booker chuckled and leaped into the river.
The other Bear Tribe warriors also jumped down in a daze.
Ling Yi shook his head. These guys seemed only suited for Charge.
The river wasn't wide, and within minutes the group reached the opposite bank, officially entering the Behemoth Clan territory.
"Light the fire, beat the drums, Behemoth Clan out."
"Yes!" Booker had stopped thinking about it altogether; there was no point in thinking about it anymore, so he just obeyed.
"We didn't bring war drums!" one of the soldiers whispered.
Booker scratched his head and looked at Ling Yi, a gesture that resembled Briar's.
Ling Yi walked up to a tree, kicked it in half, then found two thicker branches, banged them a few times, and threw them to the soldier.
"These are the war drums, beat them!"
Booker and the others instantly understood Ling Yi's meaning, and followed suit, each finding a thick branch to use as a drumstick, and began to bang haphazardly.
Suddenly, a chaotic cacophony of banging filled the air.
Some soldiers went to find firewood to start a fire, and soon the place became lively.
If you didn't know better, you'd think they were having a bonfire party!
The Behemoth Clan, who were sleeping, were awakened by the chaotic noise, and these already short-tempered burly men immediately flew into a rage.
"Roar..."
Roar rose and fell from the Boulder Highlands, accompanied by tremors, and soon thirty-three enormous figures burst forth.
"The quantity is still a bit small," Ling Yi said with slight disappointment.
Booker's facial muscles were trembling, and his whole body was tense. After hearing Ling Yi's words, he was at a loss for words.
They couldn't even handle one Behemoth warrior, let alone thirty-three enraged Behemoth Clan... He could almost picture himself being smashed into a pulp.
"You little bugs, I'll tear you to pieces!" The leader of this Behemoth Clan tribe Strongt.
Standing over five meters tall, covered in white hair, with a robust build and muscular physique, let alone his strength, his weight of over three tons alone would make for a truly impressive sight when Charge.
Ling Yi liked it more and more as he looked at it. These thirty-three big guys, if given a few more buffs on the battlefield, would be an absolutely terrifying War Machine.
But if we want to subdue these big guys, we'll probably have to teach them a lesson first.
Ling Yi waved his hand and picked up a tree branch to pretend it was a microphone.
After coughing, he opened his mouth and immediately started playing a divine song...
"Ah-oh, ah-oh-eh, ah-hiss-ah-hiss-ah, ah-hiss-cluck-cluck-cluck, ah-hiss-ah-hiss-cluck-cluck..."
Saint Grade War Buff - Chaos: Causes an extremely terrifying confusion effect on all enemies within a radius of two kilometers. Under the state of confusion, enemies will not distinguish between friend and foe and will randomly attack all nearby units.
The Behemoth Clan warriors who had just Charge suddenly stopped in their tracks. They first stood still and roared, then raised their huge fists and slammed them down on their comrades.
They acted as if they were mortal enemies, making no attempt to defend themselves. They attacked each other relentlessly, roaring and spurting blood in a frenzy. The scene was incredibly Berserk and brutal.
This scene left Booker and the other Bear Tribe warriors dumbfounded.
This Saint Priest actually possesses such terrifying Divine Sound?
To be honest, even if they weren't affected by the negative buff, they still couldn't stand the sound of that Divine Sound; it was just too awful.
Ling Yi constantly Watcher the situation on the battlefield. He only wanted to subdue these big guys and didn't want them to suffer any real losses.
A few minutes later, Ling Yi stopped the divine song.
The Behemoth Clan warriors also recovered from the chaos.
"Sacrificial Divine Sound? You wretched insect, I'll smash your head in!" Strongt Roar furiously, charging towards Ling Yi.
"It seems you want to die. Then I'll grant your wish," Ling Yi said coldly.
Then the divine music started again, this time lasting a full ten minutes, and many Behemoth Clan warriors were seriously injured.
His body was covered in large wounds, and his entire body was stained with bright red blood, making him look extremely pitiful.
After Ling Yi stopped the divine music, he walked silently to Strongt.
"Submit, or die," Ling Yi said coldly.
"You despicable insect, you despicable priest, if you have the guts, fight me head-on."
Strongt was the strongest, but also the most imposing in size, and thus received the most attacks. However, almost all the Behemoth warriors who were attacked by him were seriously injured.
"Then die!"
After Ling Yi finished speaking, he turned directly to Booker and the others and said, "Kill them!"
"Roar, kill! Kill! Kill!" Booker roared, and two hundred Bear Tribe warriors charged forward with their weapons.
"Wait, wait!" Strongt was just simple-minded, not really stupid. Seeing this, he knew that this terrifying priest was not joking.
Ling Yi waved his hand, and Booker and the others immediately stopped.
"Last chance: surrender, or die."
"We need enough food," Strongt began to try and negotiate.
"No!"
"We need enough shelter, and Warmth beds!"
"No!"
We want to drink delicious fruit wine every day!
"No!"
"..." Strongt was a little confused. "Didn't you come here to persuade them to surrender?"
"I need the strongest warriors, not a bunch of lazy, good-for-nothing old men, Booker..."
"Roar!" Booker roared, raising his battle axe again in a show of bravado.
"Wait, wait, I surrender!" With no other choice, Strongt could only endure the pain and kneel down in submission.
"I won't accept it!"
Ling Yi's words not only bewildered the Behemoth Clan warriors, but even Booker was somewhat confused. Weren't we here to subdue them? Why don't we want them anymore?
"If you want to submit, you can, but you must agree to three conditions."
"You still want to make conditions? We are the Behemoth Clan, the most powerful warriors on the Beast God Continent." Strongt coughed up another mouthful of blood in anger.
"Your voice is too loud!" Ling Yi said calmly.
Strongt saw Ling Yi's gaze, he immediately cowered.
It is not shameful to submit to Saint Priest.
But shouldn't we always fight for our rights?
This guy doesn't play by the rules at all; he doesn't reason with you. If he keeps stubbornly resisting, he's really courting death.
"First, obedience."
Second, absolute obedience!
Third, unconditional obedience!
Isn't that the same thing?
"I Strongt, swear in the name of the Beast God that I submit to the High Saint Priest."