Chapter 39: War God Tattoo (Part 2)

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In a split second, the gigantic image in the sky conjured by Sihala was riddled with holes.

However, it did not stop the the Winged Storm Bear from attacking.

A single paw smashed onto the ambushers with tremendous force and a surge of unreasonable voltage.

The world shook with chaotic explosion of light and fire.

A groan came from underneath as a deep crater was formed with thousands of Frosthral Barbarians lying within.

After this strike, the great beast started to disappear, seemingly satisfied.

As it faded away, only the pit underneath its paw was left behind. Within, there was complete darkness from the depth, except for the countless eyes that glowed red with bloodlust.

"They're coming! RUN!" a barbarians from the Snowdrifts' side hollered with terror.

Before the voice disappeared, a fleet of dark shadows scurried out from the pit and even the veteran soldiers flew into panic.

The Snowdrifts' barbarians were the first to flee. They grabbed two or three nearest soldiers and ran away at full speed. Fortunately, they are all external practitioners, their wide backs could swing a few people over comfortably.

Their reactions are already lightning fast, however, it wasn't enough. The Frosthral barbarians rushed out of the pit like wraiths and quickly caught up to those lagging behind.

To those unfortunate ones, the only silver lining was that death came swiftly.

All they saw were glowing red eyes before everything went dark. Even the pain was instant and fleeting.

Esley only managed to sound the retreat a breath after that.

They may heavily outnumbered their ambushers, but it was the only command he could give right now when the battlefield had become a slaughter house. Under the effects of the War God Tattoo, their enemies could shrug off Sihala's attack like it was nothing, and then pounced upon them like wild beasts.

The Winged Storm Bear avatar that could wipe out a regular army had been ineffective for the first time.

It was terrifying for those facing the barbarians, but as the glimmer of hope flickered away, leafy vines shot out from the abandoned bunkers and entangled the attackers, giving the Saint Empire side a slight chance to get away.

Terrifying roars came from the sources of the plant limbs, and Werebears started rushing out of the buildings and towards their foes. They were flanked at the worst possible position and time.

The Frosthral Barbarians jumped in alarm of the strange creatures. They could recognise with one whiff the deadly technique of the Saint Empire Supreme Commander.

These plants, the shoots of the treant, are nearly unkillable.

As long as Esley is supplying energy, these leafy monsters could regenerate from any damage and continue begging for more punishment. What's more, their prowess isn't to be underestimated either.

The Werebear form they take on isn't just for show but possesses the actual strength of that dreaded creature.

A living thing will need different parts to sustain life, like lungs, blood, energy storage cells, brains, or others. However, the Werebears created by vines were formed solely to attack and absorb nutrients from preys.

Without the need to supply energy for other unnecessary functions, the cost for Esley to maintain these things are at the bare minimum.

Unfortunately, limited by the strength of the vines, the power each Werebear had is capped even if Esley summons fewer copies.

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