Capítulo 1347: Chapter 284: The Beast Race’s Hidden Strength
“Among the Beastn, another Ninth Rank individual has truly erged.”
McCarthy looked solemnly at the figure below, but there was a faint trace of relief in his eyes.
Fortunately, the new Ninth Rank showed up rashly today, giving us a chance to take them down in advance.
Losing a Ninth Rank combat force would be an unacceptable loss for Urbis.
However…
McCarthy glanced at Yohad, who was also lying on the ground, his heart heavy once again.
The cost on our side is not small either. Yohad is seriously injured now, and with the Divine Presence Festival approaching, he certainly won’t recover in ti for the True God’s descent.
“Wait… maybe… Ji Xing has a way…”
Suddenly, the image of Zhang Xiaoman casting a Healing Technique in front of the city gate flashed through his mind.
Although he didn’t know exactly what Ability it was, it seed to be related to Light Elent Magic.
Moreover, Ji Xing himself is an Alchemy Master, so maybe he really does have a way to heal him.
At this point, he couldn’t afford to give up any hope.
McCarthy was already planning to ask Ji Xing about the situation once they got back.
While calculating his next steps, he swiftly flew toward the ground.
“Yohad!”
McCarthy arrived beside the Dwarf King, who struggled to rise from the ground but kept his eyes fixed on Ogatlon.
“McCarthy… move aside… let finish that guy off myself…”
The quick-tempered dwarf, despite being seriously injured, was determined to stand and take down Ogatlon.
“Enough! Yohad! You’ve done enough! Leave the rest to us! You’re badly hurt! You need healing!”
Saying this, McCarthy took out a bottle of High-level Vitality Potion from his pocket.
Yohad knew exactly what it was and imdiately drank it down in one gulp.
However, while the Vitality Potion could restore injuries, it was still too limited for a Holy-grade Warrior like Yohad.
His healing chanism was different from Zhang Xiaoman’s Healing Magic; the Vitality Potion didn’t replenish Life Value directly but increased the body’s Recovery Ability, sowhat similar to Yohad’s Heavenly God Descent.
But for the Holy-grade Yohad, the slight Recovery Power of the High-level Vitality Potion was evidently slower than the rate at which his wounds worsened.
“Beastman!”
McCarthy turned his angry gaze toward Ogatlon not far away. Raising his hand, he released a glimr of Magic light, and a brilliant Binding Array appeared around Ogatlon.
“Heh… Human… do you want to sully the sacred Agvalon too… Heh… Human Holy One… is nothing special…”
Surrounded by the Array, Ogatlon couldn’t move.
But his injuries didn’t allow him to do much more than lie there waiting to die.
However, at that mont, a gust of wind and sand swept in, instantly obscuring the battlefield.
“Thunderbolt! Storm! Hear my command!!”
With a roar in Beastman language, a figure quickly rushed into the battlefield through the wind and sand.
McCarthy was taken aback and hurriedly set up a Barrier Shield around himself and Yohad.
“Boom~”
Next, a massive Elental Creature made of hurricanes and lightning attacked the two, punching McCarthy’s Shield with a lightning-charged fist.
“Storm Elent Lord! It’s the Great Shaman Priest of the Beastn!”
McCarthy imdiately recognized the identity. Among the Beast Race, only an Eighth Rank or higher Great Shaman Priest could summon an Elent Lord.
“Bang!”
A dull Impact sounded as McCarthy’s Shield was hamred heavily, causing a tremor that sent chills down one’s spine.
“No! This isn’t an Elent Lord! Elent Lords don’t have such Strength! This is the Storm Elent King of the Ninth Rank!”
Upon seeing the almost shattered state of his Shield, McCarthy was stunned.
Even though the Shield was set up hastily, it was still the defense of a Ninth Rank Peak expert. How could an Eighth Rank Elent Lord achieve this!
As far as he knew, only the Storm Elent King at the Ninth Rank had this Ability.
“How can it be!?”
McCarthy was uncertain and confused.
Soone capable of summoning the Storm Elent King must also have Ninth Rank strength!
The newcor wasn’t just any Great Shaman Priest but a Legendary Shaman!
This series of unexpected events left even a seasoned Ninth Rank like him bewildered.
How much strength was the Beast Race hiding?
Just today alone, two Ninth Rank strong people, previously unseen, had already erged.
A fierce light flashed in his eyes as he began to chant:
(Magic Language)
“Fla, wild wind, blazing, rebellious, endless rush, the flowing wind in the river of elents, the light of the Fla igniting the path ahead, the horn of freedom blowing, hear my command! Fla Vortex!!”
The rapid chanting echoed as McCarthy aid at the Storm Elent King intending to attack again. He raised his hand, and a vortex of Fla and wild wind swept out.
Instantly, dust and sand were kicked up in front, with Fla and wild wind interplaying, dispersing the sand and rocks.
In the midst of the chaos and dust, the Storm Elent’s screeching sound was heard but vanished quickly.
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