Chronicles Of Primordial Wars (Ch. 271-500)

ch. 311-312

Chapter 311 – Laughing at Me

The teams on both sides were getting closer.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

Shao Xuan received another round of flying arrows shooting down. He grabbed a few arrows in the air, and shot it back to return, not needing to look at the archer that was shot over there.

As the teams approached, the beasts on both sides had endured, but the bloody smell in the air stimulated their madness. The slaves who had been pulling the beast before, now began to weaken the force of their pull.

The shackled beasts felt the force of the pull reducing, which was like a signal to them, like a horn for attack. Roaring out with fangs and claws out, they rushed towards the other side.

The roar of the beasts was more intense, the sound of their biting covering the slave’s screams. The bloody scent became thicker, and the blood that hit their faces were unknown if it was a companion’s or an enemy’s as it set off on the snow and sand.

Whether on the white snow or yellow sand, blood was splashed everywhere.

However, upon a closer look, the blood were all from the lower level slaves. The more senior slaves did not even shoot themselves and just protected their slave owners, or on the sidelines, seeming like watching a play.

Meanwhile, their masters, the two kings as well as the slave owners, were sitting comfortably on their own riding beasts. There was a good atmosphere going on, strangely like they were just getting a taste of it. Everything that has happened was an appetizer, and the more intense it was, the more they would get a taste of an aged wine.

Blood was nothing but a factor of entertainment.

On the side of Baishi, a fighting beast was put forward. It shook the mane on the side of its neck and lifted its front paws to give a condescending oppression. Inside its mouth was full of blood. Its two sharp teeth were like swords, not letting the other team’s slaves to pass.

While on the Luoye's side, there were slaves leading a beast tied on a rope. Their other hands were clenched on a spear trained towards the enemies. They looked almost exhausted as they stabbed out, but the people there still held their spears in the open.

Looking at the two big fangs that were getting closer, the slaves holding the fighting beast thought that they would be bitten to death. However, in the next moment, when the beast from Baishi had jumped up to attack them, they were swept under another shadow from the air. A claw landed on the ground, but the mouth did not opened up to bite the people. Instead, it shoveled a mouthful of sand.

The slaves, who were about to be bitten, were directly knocked down.

This was not the end though. Not waiting for the other beast to have other reactions, it lifted the other up whole, even with five slaves still holding it.

Chacha had just been watching in the air. After watching for a while, it felt its claws itch. Both the arrows and spears were almost used up in the attacks, hence, it quickly rushed over using its claw.

The beast’s size did not exceed Chacha’s maximum capacity. Even though there were five additional people with it, Chacha still intended to carry them. After carrying the beast, Chacha suddenly threw it off together with those men down to the riding beast that was carrying the king. They were directly thrown to the huge riding beast’s mouth.

The confrontation between the two sides had a silent agreement of not going against the king on both sides. Therefore, the king’s riding beast had no other attackers around it. It seemed to be a tacit understanding that a king’s contest would take place in the Beast City, not in this desolate area where no one could witness.