The Everwake and Loras exchanged a glance, their expressions turning icy.
The nine-star pattern on Loras’s forehead swirled with light. He paid no mind to the fact that his opponent’s power far exceeded his own, his deep violet eyes surging with killing intent. The Everwake’s feather wings rustled, the dust they shed shimring like a rainbow in the sunlight.
Leomund laughed in exasperation. He was a War Pattern-level Beastman; who didn’t show him respect?
A lowly tribe without even a Barbarian Tooth Level Beastman truly thought they could establish a foothold among the Beastman City-states just because they’d developed red bricks?
Fangs protruded from his face. Behind him, the disciplined warriors of the Lion-Salt City-state raised their weapons in unison, letting out thunderous war cries. The overwhelming display of power put the citizens within the city-state on high alert.
This was the first ti sothing as major as a "Sharp Teeth Judgnt" had occurred in the city-state. They felt not only fear, but also anger and worry. They had co to feel a sense of belonging to the City-State of the Paragon Troupe. Here, the Druids and Commanders didn’t treat them like lowly slaves; they even gave them Federation Coins and issued everyone an Identity Card.
Just then, a charming and lodious voice drifted over. "Is the Lion-Salt City-state here looking for a fight?"
The exceptionally pleasant female voice instantly extinguished Leomund’s killing intent. He shivered, involuntarily reining in his aura. He turned his head to look, and when he caught sight of Evangeline, his eyes went wide and fixed on her.
As a War Pattern-level Beastman, he was surrounded by no shortage of females, all of them famous beauties from various city-states.
But compared to the female before him, all those "beauties" seed plain and dull!
Hearing Evangeline’s voice, Riley Atwood’s heart skipped a beat. He was mostly wary of this Druid from Norfell. ’After all, a woman who can make so many outstanding males utterly devoted to her can’t be so simple character,’ he thought.
And when he saw Leomund retract his aura and stare at Evangeline with a lecherous expression, his heart sank to his stomach. He’d actually forgotten! The biggest problem with this Commander of the Lion-Salt City-state was his obsession with beautiful females!
He had once stolen the female of a minor city-state’s commander, which had caused a huge incident!
Riley Atwood’s face twitched. Before he could speak, Leomund had already snapped back to his senses. He looked at Evangeline with a stunned, infatuated expression and said, "Female, are you a citizen of the City-State of the Paragon Troupe? Haha, what were you saying just now? A fight? No, no, no, beauty. If you co back with to the Lion-Salt City-state, then we can remain on friendly terms!"
In an instant, he had completely forgotten about the red bricks, his heart and mind now entirely focused on Evangeline.
The Everwake’s eyes turned savage. He unceremoniously hurled a rock. Riley Atwood jumped in fright and quickly covered his head, but the rock flew past him and smashed hard into Leomund’s head. The force was so great that it even drew blood.
Leomund cried out in pain and whipped his head around to face The Everwake, who was looking at him provocatively. The Everwake said coldly, "You ugly freak, who the hell do you think you are? You dare covet my female? Believe , I’ll snap your teeth off!"
’At first, I was thinking about doing business,’ The Everwake thought. ’But now? Now I just want to beat this old bastard to death!’
Though Loras said nothing, thorny vines had already gathered around him.
The vines writhed as if alive, slowly creeping up behind all the warriors from the Lion-Salt City-state.
Clearly, he and The Everwake were on the sa page: they wanted to teach this guy who dared to covet Evangeline a harsh lesson.
"You’re looking to die?!" Leomund roared. His head instantly transford into that of a giant sea lion, its cavernous maw opening wide and releasing a foul stench. As if on cue, the warriors of the Lion-Salt City-state let out a battle cry and charged toward the warriors lining the streets.
Evangeline’s brow furrowed. ’It’s too noisy,’ she thought.
She gave a light wave of her hand, and the sky was instantly obscured by dark clouds.
"Who’s looking to die? Commander Leomund, I’d be more than happy to welco you as a guest to our city-state. But if you’re here to cause trouble, then that’s a real sha. Let think... The Lion-Salt City-state’s territory isn’t far from ours, is it?"
Evangeline’s enchanting voice was exceptionally clear amidst the chaotic noise.
Hearing the seriousness in her tone, Riley Atwood gasped. He pointed at the sky and shrieked, "Commander—"
Leomund froze, instinctively looking up at the sky.
The mont he looked up, bolts of lightning as thick as a beastman’s arm suddenly struck down, accompanied by rolling explosions. They seed to be purposefully targeting every warrior from the Lion-Salt City-state. As for their leader, Leomund, he had transford into his beast form the instant he reacted—a massive, blubbery sea lion. His skin was thick and tough, and an invisible power of his bloodline surged around him to resist the lightning from the heavens.
Unfortunately, lightning is a natural bane to all flora and fauna, and its destructive power is astonishing.
After enduring the second bolt of lightning, Leomund’s body went limp and he collapsed to the ground. His beast form twitched uncontrollably as black smoke billowed from his scorched hide. If not for his faint breathing, one would think he had been cooked alive.
Riley Atwood gasped, screaming as he stumbled back two steps. He dropped into a crouch, covering his head, terrified that the lightning would strike him next.
Fortunately, the lightning in the sky abruptly subsided after Leomund fell.
The weather remained gloomy, the thunder rumbling restlessly.
Evangeline stepped forward slowly. Looking at the barely breathing Leomund, she said softly, "Commander Leomund, can we have a proper chat now? Of course, you just displeased , so we’ll need to sign a contract."
The whites of Leomund’s eyes were showing, and he was foaming at the mouth, looking as if he wouldn’t survive.
He was naturally in no condition to refuse and was forced by The Everwake to sign the parchnt contract.
As for the group of Lion-Salt City-state warriors who had been scattered in disarray by the lightning, Evangeline glanced at them and said coolly, "Aren’t you going to help your commander up? Let’s go. We can go inside and discuss the next steps."
’On the Beastman Continent, from Norfell to the Beastman City-states, no one besides Cassian Zane and that renowned Dragon God can truly cause trouble. To find Caden Albright and Lachlan as quickly as possible, I have to act with lightning speed and seize the initiative.’
’A very simple solution suddenly occurred to . Since no one ever seems to find Grimgar City-State, then once the City-State of the Paragon Troupe uses ’Sharp Teeth Judgnt’ to grow to a certain point, soone is bound to take notice and lead the way.’
’I refuse to believe that the Dragon God went to all the trouble of creating the Beastman City-states just to simply separate the two lands.’
’There is no possibility of reconciliation between him and the Beast God, so strengthening his own faction is paramount. When he sees the City-State of the Paragon Troupe burst onto the scene like a dark horse, won’t he be curious?’
’Although this thod is very dangerous, with great risk cos great reward. It will shorten the ti it takes for to find Cassian Zane.’
’Of course, the best-case scenario would be for Cassian Zane to discover that I’ve co to the Beastman City-states and seek out himself.’
’However, that’s highly unlikely. I suspect Cassian Zane is hiding in Grimgar City-State for a reason—a reason that prevents him from frequently leaving the city-state. His ’forcing’ to go there must an he needs my help.’
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