In Vite’s eyes, what seed like a sure-hit attack was dodged by the enemy.
Raelia, unbeknownst to when, appeared behind Vite.
The entire person transford into a chariot enveloped in flas.
Charged forward.
Vite seed to respond, his tail sweeping from behind.
However, the sweeping tail struck the fiery "chariot," snapping directly.
Raelia charged forward unstoppably.
The exaggerated power caused Vite’s hind legs to break with a sound.
The massive body was knocked over to the ground.
Raelia pressed the advantage, trampling with her front legs.
Trampling on Vite’s body as the ground.
The power directly pierced into the enemy’s body and exploded, the long spear in her hand pierced down towards the head without hesitation, the vortex spike ford by flas breaking through all barriers.
Vite, whose jaw and throat were pierced, seed to still be saying sothing.
However, the whispers were no longer audible.
At the sa ti, the power gathered on him began to dissipate, and his massive body began to regress and shrink.
The Evil God withdrew his power in disappointnt.
Before leaving, he left a word in Vite’s mind.
"Waste."
Raelia looked at Vite’s corpse, retreated a few steps, supporting her body with the long spear.
Abis had already arrived at her side, pouring a bottle of Healing Potion into her mouth.
Greatly recovered, Raelia finally said with a pained expression, "The Evil God’s power is indeed strong."
With the battle over, Raelia finally had the presence of mind to look at the entire camp.
The fight between the two had nearly destroyed the camp.
The fallen bodies were almost all enemies.
Upon close examination, there were no bodies of her tribe mbers.
Around the fallen Centaur Warriors, Night Watchers were administering treatnt.
"Save my child." A Centaur woman implored beside a Centaur Warrior.
In the Centaur tribe, battles are inevitable.
As a Centaur herself, she could also see that her son’s injuries were very severe.
Kana stood nearby the camp.
He looked at Raelia.
Raelia took a deep breath.
Cried loudly to all the clanspeople, "This attack ca from Vite and the foolish Centaurs!
They turned to the Evil God for power, attempting to slaughter their own kin just for more strength.
Revenge on those damn Evil Gods! They are enemies of all life, I will lead you to join the Night Watchers, I swear, to lead the tribe to prosperity!"
Many of the Centaur Warriors around, though wounded, were not collapsed on the ground.
Upon hearing Raelia’s words, they quieted down.
Without receiving an answer, Raelia did not expect her tribal mbers to respond, but instead forcefully stated, "I am your new Chieftain! You need only follow my steps, give your life for the tribe!"
"I will have the Night Watchers heal everyone, and in return, you must give your life for this world."
Saying this, she nodded directly at Kana.
Kana imdiately began bestowing Blessings upon those severely injured Centaurs.
"Ahhhh!"
The first one was the young Centaur Warrior, nearly dead.
With the blessing, he scread imdiately, opening his eyes.
"A bit of pain is normal, stop screaming." Raelia said from the side.
The young Centaur forcibly shut his mouth, though his twisted expression still revealed the physical pain.
But his mother beside him shed tears of joy, as it at least ant her son wouldn’t die.
More Centaurs were pleasantly surprised; they hadn’t expected such injuries could be healed.
Kana blessed them one by one.
In the end, it was a series of screams.
Until finally reaching the old Chieftain.
New Chieftain Raelia stood beside the old chieftain’s blood pool like this.
Abis was waiting beside her.
Seeing the two with expressions as if watching a show, Kana helplessly shook his head.
Bestowed the Blessing.
"Ahhhhh!"
The Chieftain, clinging to life, imdiately opened his eyes.
Then ca a howl of pain that echoed throughout the camp.
"Truly the old Chieftain, even his cries are loud." Abis couldn’t help but comnt.
The old Chieftain gritted through the pain, standing up, looking around in bewildernt.
Beside him, Andrew, who had just been healed, poured the Healing Potion given by the Night Watchers into the Chieftain’s mouth.
With the recovery from the Healing Potion, the pain started to subside, but the old chieftain’s wounds were very severe, the post-blessing Blood Volu was only three points.
So the pain was only reduced, not gone.
"I’m not dead?"
The old Chieftain looked at his hands in bewildered doubt.
With such injuries just now, it didn’t seem right to still be alive.
He even thought he was hallucinating, yet the surroundings were so real, especially the mocking looks from Raelia and the others.
"Your perspective is too limited." Raelia mocked.
The old Chieftain forced himself through the pain to stand up, looking around.
Saw Vite and others’ corpses, saw the exaggerated battle scars around.
And among the bodies, not one was from the tribe’s normal mbers.
Even the Centaur pinned to the ground with a long spear by Vite at the start could also stand up and walk.
The old Chieftain seed to understand sothing.
"You knew from the start how foolish my plan was?"
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