Zither Emperor Chapter 304 Chapter 91 Mountain Giant Part 1_1

304: Chapter 91: Mountain Giant (Part 1)_1 304: Chapter 91: Mountain Giant (Part 1)_1 Strength, the Beastman finally got a taste of the terrible strength of the Dwarves.

Their bodies no more than a meter tall, but they had broad shoulders and formidable strength.

Whether it’s a warhammer or a battle axe, each swing packed an astonishing brute force that appeared no less than the Bearman soldiers.

Countless booming sounds echoed continuously.

As soon as they clashed, the advantage of the Dwarves’ weapons was immediately manifested.

When a Dwarf soldier hit a Bearman soldier with a hammer, the Bearman’s armor would be damaged, even the tower shield would develop shocking cracks.

However, when the Bearman’s warhammer fell on the armor of a dwarf soldier, it could only leave a dent and send the dwarf soldier flying, without actually injuring them.

The dwarf warriors who used axes were even more terrifying.

Every swing of their axes would tear a piece of flesh off the Bearman heavy infantry unless the hit was blocked by a tower shield.

Blood splattered all over, and the battle plunged into a fierce state.

However, this held true only for the Bearman heavy infantry.

Under the aggressive charge, the dwarves using the terrain advantage, had so far suffered minimal losses.

The bravest of all were the eight dual-wielding Dwarves led by Rutz.

They, Hill Dwarves, were all formidable fighters who had been awarded the title of Dwarf Warrior.

They wielded significantly more power than ordinary dwarfs.

No Bearman heavy infantry could stand in their way.

It wasn’t until the arrival of the Behemoth Beasts that their onslaught was temporarily halted.

Watching the battle up close, Monto felt agony!

These Bearman heavy infantry were all trained by him, but at this moment, they could only be described as severely damaged.

In terms of physical strength alone, the Bearman soldier was obviously stronger than the Dwarf.

Even though these Dwarf soldiers were incredibly strong, they ultimately couldn’t pare to the Bearman.

But the disadvantage he had was the significant gap in weapons and armor.

No matter how small your enemy is, if he is made of steel while you are made of flesh, how can you not suffer in such a battle?

Monto secretly praised the wise decision taken by the chieftain, King Solomon.

If all his Beastman soldiers could be equipped with weapons and equipment made by Dwarves, then who could possibly resist the advance of the Beastman Army?

He was even fantasizing about Golden Behemoth in full armor.

War is brutal.

When Golden Behemoth Oliver led his Behemoth Beast clan into the battle, the situation became immediately altered.

Led by Oliver, the eight Behemoth Beasts took on the eight Hill dwarves, stopping their massacre of the Bearmen.

The two Frenzied Behemoth, however, became killing machines.

Hundred-inch claws extended from the tips of the beast’s arms.

The Dwarves’ equipment is indeed good, but in the face of the Behemoth Beasts standing over ten meters tall and with unparalleled strength, the gap in the weapons could not play a sufficient role.

The skin and fur of the Behemoth Beast was even harder than their armor, and their claws were so sharp.

The defense of the Dwarves finally collapsed when these two Behemoth Beasts led the Bearman heavy infantry.

The advantage in numbers and strength was displayed at this moment.

When the Bearman heavy infantry successfully landed on five hills, the battle suddenly became chaotic.

Even though they suffered heavy casualties previously, the Bearman Legion still had eight thousand with fighting strength.

pared with the three thousand dwarves, they held an absolute numerical advantage, not to mention the addition of the Behemoth Beasts.

Rutz, the Dwarves’ greatest warrior, was truly strong.

Indeed, he was the only one among the Dwarves hailed as a genius in a millennium.

But he was facing Golden Behemoth Oliver!

At this moment, he could only barely hold his own against Othorv.

He didn’t dare to abandon his fight with Othorv to attack the Bearman.

Othorv was obviously much stronger when it came to harming ordinary soldiers.

At this moment, with the two of them at the center of the fight, there was not a soul within a hundred meters.

Their battle was the most direct clash of strength, each collision generating an intense shockwave.

Not even the bodies of the Bearman could withstand it, let alone the Dwarves.

“Good, this is exciting!” Othorv knocked away Rutz with a punch, excitedly howling.

This kind of direct confrontation of strength was something Behemoth Beasts always relished.

Sorrow appeared deep in Rutz’s eyes, his attacks grew more fierce.

At this point, he could clearly see that a considerable number of his people had lost their ability to resist under the Bearman heavy infantry’s attacks, they were being captured.

Two or three Bearmen pitted against one Dwarf, how could one fight like this?

The Dwarf race lived in the caves within these hills.

Except for the elderly, sick and weak, all Dwarf warriors were here.

If this were to continue, Rutz knew, it was likely that the Dwarf race would face the crisis of extermination after this one battle.

A fierce cry of anger burst from Rutz’s mouth, his hammers lashed out with all his strength, even making Oliver stagger back a few steps.

A silver light burst from his body, quickly spreading across his body.

Othorv shook his numb arms, he was a bit surprised, “Douqi?

It seems a little different from before.”

In the silver light, suddenly, the earth started shaking.

The intense vibration made it seem as if this hilly area was in the midst of an earthquake.

Everyone battling was caught off-guard by the sudden event and unconsciously looked towards Rutz.

“Powerful panion!

I, Dwarf Rutz, seek your assistance.

Protect the safety of the Dwarf race!” Rutz raised both his hammers simultaneously; the silver light emitting from his body exploded in an instant and shot out in front of him.

Oliver didn’t know what kind of silver light Rutz emitted, but he was shocked to find out that it was not an attack directed at him, but a protective covering over the bare hill next to him that didn’t have any vegetation.

The silver light shrouded the hillock which started to move.

Yes, it was the source of the vibrations shaking the surrounding hillock region.

Under the enveloping silver light of Rutz, the massive hillock slowly unfolded, revealing a gigantic body that even the seventeen-meter tall Oliver had to look up to.

A gentle, deep voice echoed, “Rutz, my partner.

Are you in trouble?”

A giant, indeed.

An indescribable giant who stood more than fifty meters tall, covered entirely in rock, showcasing perfect muscle contours.

As he stood up, the rubble on his body scattered pletely, turning his gaze towards where Rutz was located.

The giant’s appearance was simple; nothing but stone – as if he himself was posed of stones.

The only oddity was his single massive eye.

His gaze was gentle, even a little blurry resembling one who had just woken up.

“Yes, mighty friend, I need your help.

The Dwarf race needs your help too.” A pair of excited glints erupted in Rutz’s eyes as he waved his Eight-sided Plum Blossom Silver Hammer at the giant.

The giant lowered his head towards the surrounding chaos, looking upset, “Beastmen, huh?

Roar—” He spread his arms, his giant body expanding further.

The earth trembled violently with his roar.

Both the Bear People and the Dwarves were forced to sit due to his roar.

Only the Behemoth Beast, the eight Hill Dwarves, and Monto in the distance could remain standing.

Bright light flickered in the giant’s eye.

He used his deep voice, which resonated through the field, and calmly said, “Beastmen, please leave here immediately.

Don’t disturb the Dwarves’ lives.”

Oliver snorted angrily, “Why?” The giant’s immense body didn’t scare him.

As the powerful Golden Behemoth, he had never been afraid.

A large body didn’t necessarily imply great abilities.

Venting his angry question, he extended his arms to either side of his body.

Gold light flashed as hundred-inch golden claws sprang out instantly.

The golden glow, like dazzling golden flames, flared up.

As the strongest member of the Beastman Legion on this expedition, he challenged the mighty enemy without hesitation.

At this moment, Rutz, the dwarf warrior at his side, realized that the extraordinarily robust Golden Behemoth hadn’t used his full strength in their previous fight.

He was secretly amazed: This race truly deserved its reputation as the unmatched in land battles!

The Beastman Legion, whose morale had taken a severe hit due to the appearance of the giant, suddenly erupted in angry roars.

The golden flames of the Golden Behemoth rekindled their fighting spirit.

A hint of surprise emerged in the giant’s lone eye, “Oh, you are of the Amethyst race.

No wonder you dare to disturb my peace.

I can tell you, there is no reason.

Just because this is my territory.

I’m giving you half an hour to leave.

I don’t want to fight with Beastmen.

Immediately.”

Monto had been silent standing in the distance, but a question arose in his mind: Who is this giant over fifty meters tall?

As far as he knew, there didn’t seem to be such a mutated powerhouse among the Dwarves!

Suddenly, a thought emerged in the depths of his mind, and his strong heart contracted violently.

It couldn’t be him, could it…

As Monto started doubting, thinking about something, Oliver over there had already taken action.

No one could offend a Behemoth’s dignity.

Faced with the contempt of his opponent, Oliver had fallen into intense rage.

The golden flames burned with increased fierceness.

His over seventeen-meter body suddenly sprung up, charging towards the giant, and he swung his right leg vigorously, aiming it at the relatively smallest part of the giant — his head.

The giant didn’t move but just stood there calmly, letting Oliver’s dazzling golden leg strike his big head.

Boom—, Oliver’s right leg, full of the savage power of the Golden Behemoth, hit firmly on the giant’s head.

Oliver was confident that whether it was rock or diamond, he could shatter it with his kick.

But when his kick really hit the giant’s head, he realized he was wrong.

At the same time, a weird sensation developed in his heart, like a dragonfly shaking the stone pillar — utterly powerless.

(To be continued.

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