Lord of Flames

Chapter 45: Who is the Sheep?

Chapter 45. Who is the Sheep?

“If we conquer the Miracle Wasteland and obtain the Divine beans, then we’ll be able to increase our population! As long as we steadily grow in numbers, we won’t be much inferior to the Lions anymore!”

The leaders of a few minor tribes chatted as the Centaur army marched forward.

These leaders of these tribes wore exquisite protective equipment.

However, this equipment was more important than just mere protection.

“Yes, the Lion Clan has always called themselves the Royal Clan. They commanded all of the Orcish tribes in the Misty Mountains for decades. It’s time for things to change!” Another minor tribe leader snorted.

“Oh right, you guys said that the wilderness has always been filled with poisonous insects. Why did it suddenly catch on fire all of a sudden? According to the spies from afar, the Misty Mountain Range seems to be almost burnt down. Is there something strange inside?”

The leader of another small tribe worriedly said.

“What’s the problem? Didn’t you notice that the weather has been dry for too long? It’s just a wildfire! The Fox people are like sheep. This time, we’ve dispatched 8,000 soldiers. It won’t even take an hour to defeat them. If it wasn’t for the sake of safety, 4,000 soldiers would be more than enough troops needed in this battle.”

After hearing the words from the minor tribe leaders, the Centaur Clan Leader snorted.

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light appeared in the corner of his eyes.

The red light suddenly descended from the sky!

The Centaur Clan’s Clan Chief looked up and saw many small fireballs descending from the sky.

The red light was actually fireballs!

The Centaur Clan Chief was so stunned at the sight, he froze in place.

“Not good!”

He hesitated for a second before finally reacting.

“Disperse!”

The Centaur Clan’s Elder shouted.

However, it was already too late!

Boom!

The fireballs smashed down, blasting them all to pieces!

The fire immediately burst forth, and before the leaders of the small tribes could even say anything, they died in a sea of flames!

On the canyon wall, Meng Ying let out a light breath as a milky white flame appeared in her hand.

Then, she swallowed the flame.

That’s right. This was the Cold Fire that Lin Yan gave her every day.

When the ‘Cold Fire ‘ burns next to a person, while they are meditating, it could increase the mediation’s efficiency and help increase their spiritual energy.

However, the Cold Fire had another important function.

When an individual’s spiritual power is exhausted, one could swallow it and replenish their energy.

However, if their spiritual energy was full, then swallowing it wouldn’t be effective.

Moreover, a person can only swallow one of these per day.

It was exactly because of the existence of this Cold Fire that Meng Ying dared to use her Divine Art with ease and perform a spell of this level as their opening attack.

She was now a Fourth Rank Magus!

Even though she became more powerful, this Divine Art still drained her spiritual energy.

Fortunately, it was replenished in an instant!

With her attack, more than half of the Centaur Tribe Leaders had died!

Only a few of them managed to escape!

“Kill!”

Numerous shouts rang out the surroundings.

Following that, a large number of arrows flew from both sides of the valley.

They were all sharp iron arrows!

After nearly two months of training, the Fox Race had over a thousand archers now.

At this moment, their attacks from above were simply too effective.

The Centaur soldiers who had just been scared silly by Meng Ying’s Divine Art immediately received wave after wave of arrows.

For each round of arrows flying, hundreds of Centaur soldiers were shot.

In the canyon, miserable screams pervaded the air.

Coupled with a large number of their Tribe Leaders being beheaded and the loss of their command structure, the Centaur warriors immediately panicked!

“Don’t mess around, charge!”

The Centaur Clan’s Clan Chief didn’t die during the barrage.

The High Priest of the army protected him.

After all, the Divine Skill was a ranged attack. Moreover, it was a Divine Skill triggered by a Fourth Rank Magus!

The High Priest’s rank was definitely not low seeing as he could defend against it.

“It’s the Clan Chief! The Clan Chief didn’t die!”

When the soldiers saw that their Chief wasn’t dead, their morale was greatly boosted. Some of them took up their shields and charged towards the two sides, the rain of arrows showered upon them.

Some of the Centaurs charged forward while shooting arrows back at the Foxes, but they were all blocked by a line of Fox warriors holding shields at the very front of the pack.

Just as they were about to charge into the gorge, all of a sudden, the soldiers leading the fray let out miserable cries.

This was because the ground was filled with triangular nails!

These triangular nails were the nightmare of the cavalry.

Naturally, this was also the nightmare of these Centaur warriors!

Then, even something more terrifying came.

Some of the long-robed Fox magicians appeared and attacked them one after another with fire magic. They killed the Centaur warriors to the point of turning the Centaur’s bodies inside-out!

Since the Centaur’s bodies were too large, their shields couldn’t fully protect them. Against such powerful fire magic, their already almost-useless shields were of no use!

Boom!

At this moment, another Divine Art descended from the sky.

A large number of Heavenly Flames fell into the crowd.

This single spell killed over a hundred people!

Under a rock below the canyon, the Centaur Clan’s Clan Chief, who was covered in wounds, was stupefied at this sight.

A strong sense of powerlessness rose in his heart!

These Fox people dared to take the initiative and attack!

It completely exceeded its expectations.

Originally, the disappearance of the spies caught his attention.

However, he believed that the Fox clan had at most discovered the Centaur Clan’s actions and retaliated by killing their scouts. He didn’t mind since the overall results wouldn’t change.

So what if the Fox Race knew?

A sheep would always be a sheep!

A moment ago, he mentioned that the Fox Race was only sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

However, these sheep had now defeated their army in such a short period of time.

Who was the sheep between them?

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