Blood has become the lowest thing.
Every time the warriors chopped, a bright red blood flew out, fell on the red ground, and then was absorbed into the ground and disappeared.
People kept falling to the ground, and screams were heard everywhere.
Aegsa's outstretched arms dropped.
Those blood-colored beads finally disappeared completely.
Aigsa's face turned pale and she staggered back.
Song Yang happened to be standing in front of Aigsa and supported her directly.
At this time, Song Yang could feel that Aegsa's aura was very weak, as if she had suffered a serious illness. It seemed that the blessing just now was not an ordinary skill, but it would consume the energy of the person who cast the blessing.
The old wizard came over.
He checked on Aigsa and said, "I'm so tired. Let's take a rest first."
Song Yang nodded.
The chief of the Sharpfang tribe has arrived.
The tribe leader is called Panshan. He has internal injuries and cannot fight, so he is considered a non-commissioned officer.
After hearing the old wizard's words, he brought two tribesmen from different tribes and brought stools made of animal skins, asking Aegsa to sit down and rest.
On the other side, the battle between Anda and the Sharp Fang Tribe warriors and the Asahi Tribe cavalry was also coming to an end.
Ah~!
The last warrior of the Chaori tribe was killed with a scream, and the battlefield was finally quiet.
Seventeen unicorns stood on the battlefield covered with blood and corpses, quietly sitting there as if they hadn't noticed the tragic scene.
Anda's body shrank back to its original size like a punctured balloon.
The other tribal warriors were also reduced to their original height.
Blood was oozing from their wounds.
But this does not affect everyone's happy mood at all.
Fifty tribal warriors fought against thirty knights of the Asahi tribe, including three blood warriors, and they managed to kill them all. This kind of record can be proud of for a lifetime!
Anda raised his head and said, "The Chaori tribe is nothing more than that!"
The old wizard waved his hand at Anda and said, "Come here, Anda."
Anda walked happily to the old wizard, ready to accept the praise.
Bang~!
The old wizard rewarded Anda with a big mouth.
Anda was stunned.
Although he was three heads taller than the old wizard, the old wizard could still hit him in the face when he jumped.
Anda didn't dare to resist.
He looked at the old wizard in confusion and said, "Wizard, why are you hitting me?"
The old wizard said, "I am too arrogant to beat you! The Chaori tribe still has magic warriors, three hundred blood warriors, a thousand powerful warriors, and high-level wizards who are more powerful than Aegsa and I! If we kill thirty of their knights today, more warriors will come tomorrow, even magic warriors!"
Anda's face quickly turned from flushed to pale.
Even if three hundred blood warriors kick one person at a time, the Sharp Fang Tribe will be destroyed.
The old wizard said, "Anda, you can't take it lightly. I will go to the Chaori tribe tomorrow to talk about the secret terror!"
Anda was shocked.
He immediately said: "How can this be possible? You are going to the Chaori tribe to die!"
The old wizard said: "I am old, and with Aegsa inheriting my position in the tribe, it is worth it for me to die. The key is that it can be exchanged for the continuation of the tribe!"
Anda's tears were streaming down his face, he was so sad.
The fifty warriors of the Sharp Fang Tribe, whose originally proud faces, now showed sadness and grief.
Aegsa even knelt beside the old wizard and cried.
Panshan, the chief of the Sharp Fang Tribe, pounded the ground with red eyes, annoyed at his own incompetence.
The victorious Sharp Fang Tribe was now in a state of gloom!