Chapter 45: These Are Your Last Words in This Life

In the darkness, fires and the sounds of fighting were everywhere. The people of the Wilderness tribes had no idea how many enemies there were. Some even took the chaos as a chance to get revenge on others. Even though these tribes had formed an alliance, that did not mean they were friendly with each other. In fact, there was a lot of bad blood between them.

Taking advantage of the confusion, they directly attacked their old enemies. For a time, chaos spread throughout the camp.

The noise of battle was everywhere. Su Lun led the Barbarian Warriors in a Cone Formation that cut through the camp like a sharp blade. Whenever he saw the Wilderness tribal forces trying to gather, Su Lun charged in, scattered them, and cut them down.

Faced with this situation, the Goblins and Kobolds, who only fought when they were winning, began to run away. However, the Hobgoblins actually tried to gather and counterattack. But as soon as they started to form up, before they could set their formation, Su Lun and the Barbarian Warriors charged through them, cutting them down like vegetables.

The fully-equipped Barbarian Guard were like heavy tanks moving at high speed, smashing through every obstacle in their path. Their sharp Two-Handed Axes swung constantly, one Whirlwind Slash after another. The Barbarians fighting at full power were like efficient harvesting machines, cutting down rows of enemies into pieces.

When fully armed, the Barbarian Guard carried over a hundred pounds of equipment. As they charged forward, they were unstoppable. The gear that would crush an ordinary person did not seem heavy on them at all. Under their sharp giant axes, no enemy could withstand a single blow. Whether Hobgoblins or Gnolls, everyone was equal before the giant axes.

These Barbarian Warriors wearing horned helmets were like Demons coming out of a slaughterhouse. Blood soaked their armor, and behind them, they left a path paved with flesh and blood.

Even though Su Lun and his men moved fast, the tribal alliance’s camp was huge. A team of thirty-six was still too small. Even though Su Lun charged across the battlefield at top speed, some Gnolls and Hobgoblins still managed to gather together.

The heavy spear danced swiftly in Su Lun’s hands. The sharp sound it made cutting through the air could be heard even over the noisy battlefield. Rows of enemies were swept away and sent flying. Their clearly broken bodies showed that these people would not survive.

As he kept pushing forward, he suddenly felt the weight on his spear lighten. He turned his head and saw that there were no standing enemies around him. In front of him, a clear space had appeared in the chaotic, crowded battlefield. Across this empty ground, a powerfully built Gnoll over two and a half meters tall was glaring fiercely at him.

This Gnoll held a flail. The handle was about half a meter long, with a half-meter chain attached. At the other end of the chain was an iron ball the size of a human head, covered in sharp spikes. At that moment, it was covered in red flesh and blood, a terrifying sight at first glance.

Unlike other Gnolls, it wore a suit of Refined Iron armor. Around it, over a hundred Gnolls had gathered. These Gnolls also wore armor, though theirs looked crude and heavy. Most of the armor consisted of separate pieces, like spiked shoulder guards, heavy chest plates, and rough, cumbersome wrist guards.

These cast equipment pieces were ugly in appearance, but that did not stop them from being usable. The Gnolls knew some casting techniques but could not forge complete suits of armor, so they used simple melting methods. Around this group of Gnolls lay over a dozen corpses that looked like torn rags. Without a doubt, this group of Gnolls had killed them with their flails.

Upon seeing Su Lun and the others, the lead Gnoll raised its head and let out a roar that even drowned out the noisy battlefield.

“Human!”

The tall Gnoll’s eyes were blood red, its gaze at Su Lun filled with killing intent. It swung the heavy flail in its hand, the iron ball cutting through the air. The sharp sound was terrifying, leaving no doubt about the weapon’s power when swung.

“Before you stands the Abyss Demon God, the Gnoll King, master of Yeenoghu’s domain, descendant of the mighty Demon Lord Yeenoghu!”

“Skullcrusher – Hogg!”

“Damn humans, you dare invade the Territory protected by the great Gnoll King! I will smash all your skulls and offer them as sacrifices to the Gnoll King!”

“Such powerful offerings will surely make the Gnoll King grant me even greater power!”

“Finished talking?” Su Lun’s wrist trembled slightly, making the Refined Steel spear shake. The blood on the spear instantly slid off, revealing the still bright spear body.

“These might be your last words in this life. Please treasure them.” Su Lun spun the spear and stood it upright. Tiny electric arcs began to jump and flicker around him. Soon, more and more lightning gathered on his body and weapon. He stood at the very front of the Cone Formation, like the God of Thunder from myths. The Barbarians behind him had high morale, looking at the god-like Su Lun with worship.

“Gnoll warriors, pick up your weapons! Smash their skulls and offer them to our god!” Skullcrusher – Hogg let out an angry roar. A strange power spread from him, quickly covering the Gnolls around him.

“Divine Magic – Bloodthirsty Frenzy!”

The eyes of over a hundred Gnolls instantly became bloodshot. Their bodies swelled up like balloons. Blood vessels bulged out all over their bodies. Their rapid breathing made them more and more restless. Their previously well-fitting armor was forced open in many places.

The lead Gnoll gave a grim smile, then waved the flail, pointing at Su Lun, and charged forward with a howl.

“Thunder Spear!”

Su Lun’s clear voice cut through the entire battlefield. A massive amount of lightning erupted from his body. Along with cracking sounds from his bones, his size directly increased to two point two meters. Electric arcs kept jumping around his body.

Seeing the Gnolls charging at him, Su Lun did not back down but went forward to meet them. He swung his spear, and the Gnolls rushing at the front were sent flying back even faster. Almost all these Gnolls were killed with one strike, their bodies broken and bones shattered, their surfaces burned black by lightning. In an instant, seven or eight Gnolls died.

Lightning flashed and thunder roared. Sparks flew.

Su Lun was like a bulldozer, advancing forward without stopping. The Gnolls could not hinder his progress at all. In fact, they could not even make him slow down a little.

“Whirling Cherry Blossom!”

Four bursts of fierce energy appeared instantly as the spear spun. The energy mixed with lightning suddenly erupted in all directions. The bursts of energy and lightning were like countless sharp swords. The Gnolls around were paralyzed by the electricity, then pierced by the fierce energy. The bodies of Gnolls were cut apart, the wounds turning to charcoal. Around Su Lon, a vacuum zone with a radius of four meters was cleared in an instant.