Beauty and the Beasts - Chapter 1023
It was the latter half of the night, the darkest and the most important moment of the cold season. The moon was covered by clouds, casting down layers of tree shadows that looked like vicious ghosts.
Many scorpions of varying sizes darted out from the hidden underground cavities, drenched and battered. Before they could relax, the beastmen army, dressed in armor, came crowding over from all directions.
Roar! [Kill them!]
The beast howls rang out in the forest.
One side was in high morale and high spirits, while the other was in a sorry state, thrown into disorder. When the two sides met, the winner was clear.
“This is bad! There’s a sneak attack!” On the top of the cliff, Mitchell’s face turned pale from surprise. He turned into his beast form and quickly rushed toward the ground.
Saint Zachary’s gaze was fixed on the chaotic battlefield on the ground. He clenched his fists so tightly that his joints turned pale.
“Let’s see how long you guys can stay arrogant for!” Saint Zachary held onto the black crystal tightly, rapidly climbing down the steep cliff.
The eagle beastmen were everywhere in the forest, and they quickly discovered them. “Screech—”
Curtis and Muir looked over in union and prepared for battle. Their role was to prevent Saint Zachary from massacring their comrades with his overwhelming power.
As long as they managed to hold Saint Zachary down, the members from the City of Beastmen would all be safe.
Curtis and Muir kept their guards up and their gazes on the huge scorpion climbing down the cliff. However, Saint Zachary only threw them an extremely vicious glance and then turned to leave, as if he didn’t see his tribesman’s horrible state.
Mitchell was stunned for a moment, then quickly left with his father.
Curtis and Muir both appeared surprised. They exchanged a glance and then headed for the City of Beastmen with tacit understanding, preventing Saint Zachary from taking this opportunity to catch Bai Qingqing.
However, he didn’t. Everything there was peaceful.
“Father, why did we leave? What about our people?” Although Mitchell was born without feelings, he did share a sense of threat for their species. So, he felt baffled.
“There’s no saving them.” Saint Zachary spoke directly. He opened up his palm and looked at the black crystal. “I hope that your plan is effective. I want their entire city to be annihilated!”
“Rest assured.” The ape king’s voice rang throughout the forest elusively, making the cold air instantly appear even more spooky.
Saint Zachary suddenly thought of something and asked, “Do you know where the females’ soul crystals gather?”
Souls liked the shade and cold, so they gathered around the ice bead. That ice bead in the desert was something that Saint Zachary had come across by accident. It’d be like trying to find a needle in a haystack if one wanted to find one in the ground.
However, this wasn’t a problem for souls at all. Since they could gather around an ice bead across such far distances after their deaths, they’d naturally be able to find one again.
The ape king replied, “Of course.”
Saint Zachary’s countenance finally turned for the better. “That’s good.”
He kept having the feeling that revivals were related to the ice beads. It’d be more convenient if he could find one in the forest as well.
Under the ape king’s guidance, they quickly found the gap that Winston had specially covered up. It was at the foot of the stone mountain opposite the rock forest.
Before Saint Zachary went down, he could sense that familiar chill. His heart calmed down, and he felt a hint of belonging.
His expression turned gentle, and he took in a deep breath greedily. This is Chris’s scent. It’s so nice.
After a night of massacres, the scorpions were completely wiped out. Not even a single wild scorpion was left behind.
The morning sun rose, and countless beast howls rang out chaotically. The howls were invigorated, resonating through the clouds and waking up the citizens of the City of Beastmen not far away.