End of the Magic Era - Chapter 1004

Chapter 1004: Great Prophet

Following the performance of the three casters of Lin Yun’s group, the Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord’s abyssal defense rapidly dissipated, and his flesh was lacerated in less than three minutes. A large amount of purple blood sprayed out, and the fishy smell contained inside mixed with the smell of sulfur present in the air.

Reina dove down in her Frost Dragon Shape, a blue light beam spurting out of her mouth.

The light beam touched the surface of the Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord and immediately transformed into an expanding icy blue halo. A layer of ice rapidly spread over the skin of the Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord.

The enraged Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord suddenly started panicking as he was getting frozen from the Frost Dragon’s breath. Words in Abyssal Language came out of his mouth and turned into abyssal runes made of black smoke.

The two purple moons flew out of his eye sockets and fused with the abyssal runes above his head.

Suddenly, a gigantic purple demonic moon shadow appeared above the Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord. As rays of lights shone from the demonic moon, the body of the Demon Overlord suddenly turned illusory. It looked as if everyone’s spells fell into some other place as they could no longer hit the Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord.

The Demon Overlord roared in rage, fiercely glaring at everyone before jumping and disappearing into the demonic moon.

The demonic moon slowly turned into a shadow and dissipated.

After the fight was over, everyone sighed in relief. The Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord couldn’t easily be killed. Just breaking through his defenses took ten minutes of concentrated attacks.

Moreover, that Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord was clearly more powerful physically than magically. If he had given up on his casting abilities, his body could have become even more powerful, gaining powerful resistance to any spells below the Heaven Rank. Getting rid of him would have been an impossible task in that case.

The leader of the Beastmen scattered his Aura and took a deep breath.

“I hadn’t expected that Purple-Eyed Demon Overlord to have already fused with two moons and to be able to summon a demonic moon shadow. He should possess the royal bloodline of the Purple-Eyed Demons. We can’t stop him if he wants to escape.”

The injured Beastmen started looking after their injuries while their leader went towards the humans. He clenched his right fist and placed it on his chest before solemnly bowing to all of them.

“Thank you for helping us repel these damned Demons and preventing us from falling at their hands. I’m very sorry about the previous matter. We don’t have a way to express our thanks at the moment, but I would like to invite you to our tribe as guests. You already won our friendship. I’m named Diers, but my clansmen call me Goshawk.”

Dedale promptly walked over after being thanked by Diers. Beastmen always had straightforward characters, so they couldn’t politely exchange some flattery or they would think they were being insulted.

Moreover, they didn’t understand everything about this place. Strange things kept happening one after another, and thus, going to Diers’ tribe was clearly the best choice. They should be able to find a lot of useful information and clues about that world over there.

Dedale turned to look at everyone, and the leaders from every force slightly nodded. After confirming with everyone, Dedale turned around and smiled.

“Sir Diers, we are very happy to be your guests.”

Diers was very happy after getting a reply. He enthusiastically led Dedale through the valley and kept introducing everything in the surroundings.

Not far from the valley, they could see a large number of ancient buildings. The rough buildings were full of the style of the Beastmen. There were also many tall buildings, with the tallest one being over a hundred meters in height.

Those buildings were built from large chunks of stone piled together and layered on top of each other. Each floor was six to seven meters in height, and the exteriors of the buildings were covered in ancient, blood-carved runes. There were also some totems turned into pillars.

Those were ancient methods that the Beastmen used to reinforce their houses. The ancient runes carved from blood weren’t very good-looking, but the houses were far more durable than typical human houses.

The Beastmen considered their mounts as partners, so they would let their own mount into their houses. As they approached, they could even see huge Kodos extending their heads from windows to look over at them.

Whimpering sounds could be heard as the huge fort residing at the entrance of the valley was wide open, and a group of Wolf Riders came out to meet them.

Nearly half a thousand Wolf Riders had rushed out of the fort. At that time, they discovered that these Wolf Riders were not any weaker than the ones escorting them; they were all at least Level 35.

Diers roused his mount and rushed over to discuss with them, recounting what they had encountered and explaining that the humans saved their lives. This made those vigilant Beastmen suddenly smile and cordially escort them into the fort.

In the fort, many Beastmen were observing them from the side, while many children were curiously following their group as if they had never seen humans before.

As they walked, Jouyi suddenly said in High Elven Language, “Have you noticed? These Beastmen don’t seem to be from the Raging Flame Plane. Although they look very similar, they are definitely not from any of the eight Tribes, and they aren’t even from a branch. They are too friendly for that, just look at those children…”

High Elven was a kind of magic language that all mages had to learn. Many incantations were chanted in High Elven, and many High Tier Spells had High Elven intonations.

Everyone was stunned after Jouyi’s words, and they took a closer look at the behavior of the friendly Beastmen in their surroundings. They sincerely welcomed the arrival of the humans after hearing that they had saved one of their Wolf Rider squadrons.

Even the children didn’t have a single bit of hate in their eyes, only curiosity.

Such circumstances were impossible in the Raging Flame Plane. Any Beastman of the Raging Flame Plane would hate humans, and before their children were even weaned, they would be soaked in the hate of humans and the notion that humans were their arch-enemies.

Thus, these Beastmen definitely weren’t Beastmen of the Raging Flame Plane. They had never seen humans before.

Jouyi’s words were immediately acknowledged by everyone.

Raphael nodded as he sank into deep thoughts, also using High Elven to answer, “Right, let’s observe first. This place is too strange. We shouldn’t provoke them if they have no malice, obtaining those Beastmen’s friendship would pose us no harm.”

Dedale also nodded, “It is very strange… We should just observe for now. That Tribe is very powerful, but we aren’t weak either. If we hadn’t met an Undead Tide, how could we be forced into such a bad situation? Even if there is a situation, we can escape. Just be careful not to cause trouble…”

They were led to the tribe’s huge central square where piles of ten-meter-wide bonfires were ignited. Several dozen big forks were stuck above the bonfires, with prey slowly cooking at their ends.

A group of Beastmen was standing at the edge welcoming everyone.

And the three Beastmen heading them were all at the Heaven Rank!

A 2.6-meter-tall Beastman covered in rock-like muscles stood in the middle. Just from standing there, he was emitting a fierce and tyrannical aura. He was wearing a crown made of hide, showing that he was the Great Tribal Chief of this Tribe.

And on the left of the Great Tribal Chief was a “small” 1.8-meter-tall Beastman. That Beastman was wearing a robe, something rarely seen in the Beastman Tribe, and he was holding a short staff. He appeared aged, and the traces left by the years could be seen on his face. His eyes were glittering, and his gaze felt ancient and filled with wisdom.

This was this Tribe’s Great Prophet, the Tribe’s sage, the most revered Beastman, the inheritor of Beastman lore, the one in charge of all priests, and the source of all their knowledge.

And on the right of the Great Tribal Chief was a robust Beastman that stood 2.2 meters tall with the surface of his body covered in scars similar to tree forks. Those were scars left behind by a lightning strike, and some faint wisp of electricity could be seen circulating within the scars.

This was the Tribe’s Great Shaman, he was leading the Tribe’s Shamans and Warlocks, and every Shaman in the Tribe was his disciple.

Diers was at the humans’ side, introducing the Tribe’s three strongest to everyone.

Being granted an audience by three Heaven Rank powerhouses, even with the knowledge that they were well-intentioned, made even the strongest Dedale sweat. The three Heaven Ranks weren’t emitting any aura, yet it felt as if they were pressured by three mountains.

The stronger one was, the clearer they felt it. Lin Yun felt the terrifying power of the three Heaven Rank powerhouses. The Great Tribal Chief was like a sleeping volcano waiting to burst.

Just by standing there, the Great Shaman could make them feel as if thunder was echoing within their souls. There was no need to think to know that this Shaman was a Lightning Shaman. His lightning spells were certainly very powerful, powerful enough to injure himself.

As for that Great Prophet, he was like a deep and calm pond of water whose depths couldn’t be felt. His gaze was full of wisdom, and he was similar to the humans’ greatest sages. Even without mana, he would still give people a kind of soul pressure.

But what surprised the group was behind them. Apart from the three Heaven Rank powerhouses, there was still a group of powerhouses that surpassed level 39 but had yet to advance to the Heaven Rank.

These would be generals that could lead armies of ten thousand people in the Raging Flame Plane, but here, they were just a group of Beastmen. If one didn’t pay attention, one might think that they were just the common followers of the three Heaven Rank powerhouses.

Apart from these, there were still a few dozen 9th Rank Sword Saints and 9th Rank Arch-Warlocks in the back.

There were many Beastmen sitting on the ground or on the side of the bonfires, but not a single one was below Level 35.

Everyone looked at each other and saw shock in each others’ eyes, but they didn’t dare to casually discuss in front of three Heaven Rank powerhouses. Who knew if the wise Great Prophet could understand them?

Even Lin Yun was surprised, because that Beastman Tribe was too powerful. It absolutely could compare to the most powerful Gold Beastmen Tribe of the Raging Flame Plane.