Bang—bang—blooming blood flowers appeared on the body of the Hunting Chief Lizardman. Sukue Zhuzhu's stone attacks were indeed quite astonishing.
But!
"Too weak, Magic Arrow!"
Lyle chanted softly.
Magic arrows materialized out of thin air. With continuous consumption of magic power, he condensed ten arrows in one breath and shot them towards Sukue Zhuzhu.
"Damn it!"
Sukue Zhuzhu's expression changed. He quickly rolled on the ground to dodge the first few arrows, then swiftly pulled out stones and shot them at the arrows.
Clang! Clang!
Stones and magic arrows continuously collided in the air, producing intense clashing sounds.
"Plant Entanglement!" The Old Priest Lizardman also snapped back to reality and quickly cast the spell.
Vines emerged from the ground around Lyle, coiling around him like slithering snakes.
He flipped his palm, and the "Forest Traverse" magic tool appeared. With a wave of his hand, he shone it on the vines, and all the vines immediately bypassed Lyle.
"Magic Arrow!"
Lyle cast the spell again, targeting the Old Priest Lizardman:
"Flash!" The Old Priest Lizardman shouted.
Blinding light erupted.
Lyle narrowed his eyes. Under the blessing of the passive "Divine Body," the dazzling light did not completely affect his vision.
The magic arrow shot out!
"Ah!" The Old Priest Lizardman failed to dodge in time and was struck by the magic arrow, which pierced through his body.
"Elder!" Sukue Zhuzhu's expression changed drastically upon hearing the scream.
"Quick, run, we are not his match!"
The Old Priest Lizardman coughed up blood, collapsed on the ground, and weakly shouted at Sukue Zhuzhu.
When he saw Lyle could summon a second Flame Archangel, he had already realized the disparity between their strengths.
The mournful cries of the tribal warriors…
…made the Old Priest Lizardman use his remaining strength to target Lyle: "Earth Bind!"
Whoosh~
With Lyle at the center, the entire ground undulated like waves. Then, the ground began to sink like a swamp, quickly enveloping the feet of Lyle, the Evil Spirit Hound, and the Hunting Chief Lizardman.
However, the depth of the sinking ground was not great, barely reaching the calves.
"Go!"
The Old Priest Lizardman looked at the stunned Sukue Zhuzhu and weakly shouted.
"Binding magic? Unfortunately, the intensity isn't high."
"None of you will escape."
Lyle exerted force with his feet, forcibly breaking free from the bound mud.
He himself was a Level 30 warrior. This level of binding magic, with his passive damage reduction, could be easily broken with a slight exertion of force.
Thump!
The bone chains on the Evil Spirit Hound's body also struck the ground below, creating a crack in the surging mud. With a powerful leap, it sprang out of the ground.
The next moment!
"Awooo!" The Evil Spirit Hound roared as it charged towards Sukue Zhuzhu.
"Magic Arrow!"
Lyle cast the spell again.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Three arrows flew out, blocking Sukue Zhuzhu's escape route.
Sukue Zhuzhu's expression was grim, his eyes filled with despair, as he reluctantly faced the charging Evil Spirit Hound.
At the same time.
The Flame Archangel had already slain all the Lizardman warriors and, under Lyle's command, charged into the tribe.
Soon.
Screams and wails once again came from within the tribe. The bound Flame Archangel broke free. Under the assault of two Flame Archangels, the Lizardmen themselves were routed.
Lyle lifted his foot and walked towards the Old Priest Lizardman, who had a faint breath.
"Why, why do you do this?"
"Children of the tribe—I curse you, you evil human! You will surely have your head cut off by righteous Lizardman warriors and hung high under the gaze of the Ancestral Spirits!"
The Old Priest Lizardman lay weakly on the ground, hearing the wails and screams from within the tribe. His face was full of resentment as he looked at the approaching Lyle. "A curse? Sorry, curses probably won't work on me." Lyle came before the Old Priest Lizardman, his expression calm:
"Evil? Justice? In my eyes, the victor is justice."
Just like the future Bone King and the Great Tomb, the justice and evil they would portray among the various nations—what did it matter if clever people saw through it?
The victor is justice!
And the defeated are merely evil clowns!
"You evil—"
The Old Priest Lizardman spoke weakly, unwilling to give up.
"Mass Charm!"
The spell was cast.
The Old Priest Lizardman's angry curses abruptly ceased.
As the charm magic shifted, the previously controlled Hunting Chief Lizardman suddenly woke up, but before he could understand the situation before him,
The intense pain from the wounds inflicted by Sukue Zhuzhu's stones surged through his body. He screamed and fell to the ground.
While charm magic could be used multiple times, it could only precisely control one person at a time. If "Magic Amplification" was used, then multiple people could be charmed and controlled.
The battle on the Evil Spirit Hound's side also ended quickly. It ran back excitedly from a distance, carrying the blood-soaked Sukue Zhuzhu in its mouth.
"Well done."
Lyle glanced at Sukue Zhuzhu, not in a hurry to deal with him yet.
"First, take me to the place in your tribe where various knowledge is stored."
Lyle took out a regeneration potion and sprinkled it on the Old Priest Lizardman. Under the effect of the recovery potion, his wounds quickly healed.
The Old Priest Lizardman stood up dazedly from the ground and led Lyle into the tribe.
The Evil Spirit Hound followed closely behind, carrying the unconscious Sukue Zhuzhu in its mouth.
Inside the tribe.
Large areas of the ground were already stained red with blood. The broken bodies of Lizardman warriors lay scattered everywhere, making the already thick smell of blood in the air even heavier.
Facing such a scene,
Lyle found his heart to be very calm.
"Have I become so indifferent without realizing it? Perhaps deep down, I don't consider these demi-humans as my own kind."
Lyle stepped on the blood-stained ground, then chuckled self-deprecatingly: "I am not qualified to pity others, other races, right now."
"Besides, I didn't exterminate them all."
He had already noticed that some of the women and children Lizardmen in the "Little Fang Tribe" had already escaped under Sukue Zhuzhu's prior arrangements.
Lyle had no intention of pursuing these Lizardmen. This group of Lizardmen was meant to be left for the future arrival of the Bone King.
"Tell me about that lost Lizardman treasure of yours."
Lyle spoke to the Old Priest Lizardman leading the way, as he walked forward.
At the same time, his gaze swept to the attribute panel,
[Experience Slot: 173405 / 70000]
About 45,000 experience points were gained. The Lizardman warriors and some ordinary Lizardmen of the "Little Fang Tribe" must have been almost completely slain by the Flame Archangels.
Based on the experience required for level growth, over 170,000 experience should be enough to gain two levels.
"Once 'Magic Swordsman' reaches max level, it will be time to consider the subsequent leveling plan,"
Lyle thought silently.
The Old Priest Lizardman, facing Lyle's inquiry, began to speak in detail.
The Lizardman race had a clear hierarchical structure. The highest position was naturally the tribal chief, followed by the Elder Council, composed of priests who assisted the chief.
Since the chief was held by the strongest in the tribe, the frequency of chief changes was much higher than that of the Elder Council, who possessed priestly abilities.
It was precisely because of this situation that the members of the Elder Council knew much more about most of the Lizardman race's secrets than the tribal chief, let alone ordinary Lizardmen.
Under the Old Priest Lizardman's narration,
Lyle finally learned what the lost Lizardman treasure, which was not mentioned in the original work, was.
It was a magic cauldron!
As for its specific abilities, the Old Priest Lizardman spoke rather vaguely, only able to give a general idea, because this treasure, one of the four, had never fallen into the hands of the "Little Fang Tribe" even before it was lost.
However.
From some vague information mentioned by the Old Priest Lizardman, Lyle was able to analyze a bit of the magic cauldron's abilities.
He remembered that the Lizardman race revered their ancestors, believing that their ancestors would bring them strength. Therefore, during special rituals,
Ritual participants would drink a potion made from special herbs. This potion could make the drinker feel happiness, passion, and dispel fear, among other effects.
The Lizardman priests used this to propagate the ability of ancestral possession. In addition, they would carve totem patterns on their bodies with special pigments to further propagate and create a sense of real ancestral possession.
This situation
reminded Lyle that when the Lizardmen fought against the Undead Legion, they specifically performed such rituals. At the time, it seemed to have no effect.
Now, recalling it,
He suspected whether it was related to that lost magic cauldron. Thinking carefully, the Twin Witches ignored the most powerful "Frozen Fang"
The item they snatched must have been more useful to them.