Chapter Thirty-Four: Enemy and I Engage in a Contest of Strength (Seeking Recommendations)

  Now that the primary evil has been subdued, the rest will naturally not stir up a big storm. However, the High Priest intends to hone Eagle's martial skills and let him grow in battle, so he won't interfere with his perilous duel with Toro. As for Mangshan, there's no need to worry about him either - this mature and stable child may be overly cautious and conservative in leadership talent, but in combat talent, he is a top-notch warrior who could already defeat high-ranking magical beasts with his bare hands 10 years ago, not inferior to his brother, the young king who sacrificed himself to protect the country when the Barbarian Empire collapsed. If it weren't for the collapse of their nation and 20 years of wandering, unable to return to their sacred land, Mangshan would have long been qualified to enter the resting place of the ancestors of the Barbarians, receive the blessings of the ancient spirits, and be taught higher skills, possibly becoming the strongest divine warrior of the Barbarian Empire!

  Of course, it's not too late now either. We'll be back in Shandala soon. The ambitious High Priest thought so.

  After the transformation, the double-footed flying dragon's strength increased by a factor of two and it gained super-fast regeneration ability, but in essence, it is still a biological creature. As long as its brain or heart is crushed, it can be killed. The undead form that revives like the Deep Hole Beast after death seems to only be activated after they die, and requires some kind of guidance. As for what its core is, the High Priest can't say for sure in a short period of time. However, one thing is certain: this transformation cannot last long. Once the spirit hidden within the monster's heart is exhausted, this creature that seems to have an immortal body will collapse instantly and turn into a puddle of mud. And fundamentally, Lao Liu's previous accidental discovery shows that the heart is precisely the weak point of these monsters!

  "Attack its heart!" Maoshan, still searching for the weakness of this monster in front of him, heard the low growl of the high priest and raised an eyebrow. With a swift swing of his black hatchet, he cut off over a hundred blood vessels that were twisting and stabbing towards him. Taking advantage of the time it took for these strange weapons to recover, Maoshan retreated instead of advancing. With a loud roar, he leaped into the air, stomping on the ground with his foot, causing a massive explosion of mud and sand, accompanied by a deafening boom that covered the flying dragon. Although these pebbles infused with powerful energy could blast open the dragon's skin, which had been strengthened after its transformation, they were not very effective against its super-fast regenerative abilities. Their greatest effect was to block the dragon's vision and hearing, rendering it temporarily blind and deaf for two or three seconds, unable to discern Maoshan's location. Seizing this brief opportunity, Maoshan transformed into a rainbow-colored streak, instantly slashing into the sandstorm with his hatchet. When he reappeared, only a blurred afterimage was visible on the horizon, which gradually became clear, leaving behind a scene of Maoshan standing horizontally with his hatchet. The speed had been so fast that it produced an effect similar to teleportation. Behind him, the ferocious two-legged flying dragon had come to a standstill, its body slowly revealing a thin line from head to tail, before finally spewing out a massive gush of blood into the air, convulsing and splitting in two as it fell to the ground.

  "Hmm, the pain in my arm is still a bit sore... I'll focus on that precious nephew of mine for now. My eyes are fixed tightly on the warrior from the Black Bear Tribe who can cast a forbidden technique similar to Soul Possession. As soon as something goes wrong, I'll immediately rush over and take his next attack for him."

  While Dorro was also having a hard time, relying on the tribal high priest's created spell "Ferocious Beast Soul" to suppress the soul of a demon beast into his body, transforming himself into a half-human, half-beast monster, greatly increasing his combat power in a short period. However, Tatale had said before that this spell was created based on his understanding of the Shamanic language of the seven forbidden arts of the Wild People, combined with the incantations of the Shamans of the Hillman Prairie. In terms of power, it can't compare to the original "God's Soul Possession", and there are many defects that cannot be made up for. However, it has an advantage in that it doesn't have as many restrictions as the seven forbidden arts, and anyone can learn it, not just the strongest warriors of the Wild People Empire. His "Ferocious Beast Soul" spell allows every warrior to become a killing machine with unlimited endurance, making them invincible on the battlefield.

  Of course, the ones in the back have nothing to do with him. The main thing is still those few sentences at the beginning. You should know that even if it's a genuine Soul Possession, it's only ranked fifth among the seven forbidden techniques and can't be compared to the Forbidden Flame of Severance. Now, Doruo is using a pirated version of the Fierce Beast Soul to desperately fight against the Forbidden Flame of Severance, which is already somewhat overestimating himself. If not for Eagle's beginner skills in this forbidden technique, many of its powers wouldn't have been unleashed, and Doruo would have been defeated long ago like a sliced watermelon. Moreover, this time they brought three high-level magic beasts as their main force, all of whom were beheaded, and even Xiongshan was captured alive, which made Doruo... lose the will to fight.

  War intent lost, Du Luo was even less of an opponent for the eagle. With a flicker of his eyes, he suddenly gathered all his strength in his legs. Just as the eagle's flying blade was thrown over again, it pierced through the large marble armor outside his body with fierce force, about to stab into his body. Du Luo laughed and took advantage of the momentum, borrowing the eagle's flying blade's impact and his own strong force, he actually retreated dozens of meters, still in mid-air before landing. His arm hooked onto a branch of a large tree, then swung onto another branch, and he quickly disappeared into the dense rainforest like a swift monkey.

  "Wait, don't pursue the poor devil. Let him go." The eagle wanted to continue attacking, but was stopped by Mang Shan. All that could be heard was this steady middle-aged man hugging his nephew tightly, nodding his head and saying excitedly: "You've grown up, you really have grown up! Hahaha..."

  Once the battle was over, the seal of Blood Flame naturally lifted, and the flames burning on Eagle's body were all absorbed into his body, stored away for the next explosion. And he himself turned back into that weak young boy's appearance. He was panting violently, almost collapsing to the ground due to exhaustion. Luckily, being supported by Meng Shan, he didn't make a fool of himself. The young boy still had a flushed face, excitedly saying: "Uncle, I'm also a warrior now. I already have the ability to defend myself and kill enemies..."

  "Right, you're already a qualified warrior!" Mangshan sighed and stroked his nephew's hair, with a hint of apology in his tone: "All along I thought you were still young, treating you like a child. But I neglected the fact that you've grown up. It was my mistake, Uncle apologizes to you."

  Let's not talk about the deep relationship between uncle and nephew on this side, let's talk about our tragic old Liu. In fact, he was the first one to defeat the enemy and achieve a cross-era victory as a brave warrior. Unfortunately, he was also the last one to meet with everyone. Because the skin of the Double-Footed Flying Dragon is really too thick and has strong defensive capabilities, even if Old Liu walked the right path, his attack was too weak, and for a while, he couldn't break through this layer of defense. After exhausting all his strength, he was still trapped in that thin layer of skin tissue, unable to see the audience's flowers and applause. In the end, it wasn't until he accidentally found the openings on the Double-Footed Flying Dragon's body where blood vessels extended after its mutation that he managed to crawl out. Relying solely on Old Liu himself, he really couldn't get out.

  The exhausted old Liu was taken into the hands of the high priest, who put him on his shoulder like a parrot or a monkey. Although old Liu cursed loudly in his heart, he had no choice but to calm down and search for those ungrateful little brothers who had escaped on their own.

  At this time, Mangshan also brought several barbarian warriors and pressed several captives to come over, asking the high priest: "High Priest, what do you think these captives should be dealt with?"

  "No need to leave any alive, of course they will all be killed." The high priest said calmly. Suddenly it triggered a commotion among the captives.

  "After all, they are also the children of our war god. They were just sacrifices to the greed of those above and didn't commit any great crimes. I think we should let them go." Maoshan said with some reluctance.

  Mangshan was grown up by the great priest, and the great priest naturally understood his character. While blaming this child for being too soft-hearted, he thought again and felt that it was also an opportunity to spread the message he wanted to spread through the mouths of these traitors. And himself, can also take advantage of this to understand what kind of person the so-called great priest in their tribe is.

  "Alright, but I also want to ask you some things. As long as you explain clearly and make it clear, I will naturally let you off." The high priest's calm words made the several captured barbarian warriors nod their heads like they were pounding garlic. Just as they were about to tell everything they knew one by one, they suddenly turned purple in the face, foamed at the mouth, and spat out a mouthful of black blood before dying. Even the powerful and authoritative Xiong Shan was no exception, and thus lost his last chance at life.

  "They're all dead!" Mang Shan said incredulously, just as he was about to bend down and examine the corpses. But he was held back by the high priest, who shook his head solemnly and said, "It's no use. Their bodies are now covered in deadly poison. If you touch them, nothing serious will happen to you, but it'll still be a lot of trouble. It seems that the great priest of the Black Bear tribe is also a very cautious guy, maybe he has some other tricks up his sleeve. Let's get out of here quickly."

  At the same time, he also added a sentence in his heart: it's also a very interesting opponent. I just don't know what kind of surprise you can bring to me!