Chapter 1100 - 683: Rendezvous and Trap
Chapter 1100: Chapter 683: Rendezvous and Trap
Half a day later, two large forces arrived at the outskirts of San Tuo Mountain.
Dust flew across the desolate wilderness as the Beastman Army converged like two torrents from different directions, finally meeting at the foot of the mountain.
The sound of iron boots stomping and beast roars intertwined as tens of thousands of warriors formed ranks, flags fluttering, and killing intent filling the air, transforming this once silent desolate wilderness into a solemn military camp.
Amond stood at the forefront, his golden fur slightly fluttering in the wind. Seeing the arrival of the two teams, he strode forward, his gaze sweeping over the two leaders, and he nodded slightly.
"Elder Guhai, Vilute."
From the way he addressed them, one could see the difference in his attitude towards the two.
Guhai is the elder of the Ancient Dragon Race, his strength no weaker than Amond’s, perhaps even stronger. For a royal family of equal power, he was willing to call him "Elder," a basic respect between equals.
As for Vilute, to be honest, the Golden Behemoth clan has always looked down on the Eternal Ice Silkworm, those tiny "bean sprouts."
Those slender bodies lacked any hint of the strength expected of a beastman, even less than a human woman.
In his view, the Eternal Ice Silkworm clan earned its place among the Nine Great Royal Families solely due to their eerie ice ability and lengthy lifespan. In terms of head-on combat, they weren’t even worthy of tying his shoes.
Just calling Vilute by his name was already giving him face.
Guhai understood Amond’s arrogant nature. Although he felt a bit helpless, he said nothing.
Vilute maintained his icy calm demeanor, his ice-blue eyes devoid of any waves, completely unfazed by Amond’s differential treatment.
"Amond, tell us the situation." Guhai said straightforwardly.
"Alright."
Amond also didn’t waste words, succinctly recapping the recent encounter and battle with Qin Tian.
He spoke succinctly, neither exaggerating Qin Tian’s power nor hiding his own setbacks, just stating the facts.
As he spoke, he also subtly observed the teams brought by Guhai and Vilute.
In Guhai’s team, the Ancient Dragon Race warriors numbered around a hundred, each with an upright posture and steady aura, among whom he had interacted with several seasoned Tier Seven warriors.
In addition, the remaining warriors numbered several thousand, belonging to the Ancient Dragon Race’s clan—Earth Fire Dragon People, Earth Dragon People, Demon Lizardman, etc. Although their bloodline was inferior, they each had their specialties, their combat power just passable.
Beside him, Vilute brought over a hundred Eternal Ice Silkworm warriors, clad in Ice Crystal Armor, with wings like cicadas, surrounded by cold currents that crystallized the surrounding air.
The remaining warriors came from the Icefield Wolf-man, Ice Storm Bear Race, and Snow Swallow Race among other clans, all battle races living in icy regions.
Amond’s heart turned displeased at this scene.
Brought so many people; are they here to steal my treasure?
It should be known that when he informed Grand Elder Guyun, his intention was simply to summon two Tier Eight powerhouses to eliminate Qin Tian, the future major threat to the Beastman Empire.
The three of them teaming up, killing with overwhelming force, decisively, leaving no future trouble.
But after eliminating Qin Tian, San Tuo Mountain and the treasure beneath it naturally should belong to the discoverer—after all, he was the one who found this place first.
But what did Grand Elder Guyun do?
He sent Guhai and Vilute, but along with them came thousands of warriors under their command?
What does this mean?
Isn’t it just not wanting the treasure beneath San Tuo Mountain to be monopolized by me?
I kindly informed you in advance to eliminate a future threat for the Beastman Empire, and you turn around and want to snatch my spoils?
Guyun, Guyun, you Ancient Dragon Race never change that ingrained greed, looking righteous on the surface but grabbing every advantage in secret.
Amond’s heart chilled, but he didn’t show it outwardly.
He may be arrogant, but he’s not foolish.
If he turned against Guhai and Vilute now, who knows if they might betray him during the upcoming battle against Qin Tian?
He had already experienced Qin Tian’s prowess. Although Qin Tian’s tier was lower than his, his swordsmanship was eerie, his speed phenomenal. If forced into desperation, what if he decided to exchange his life for mine?
If such a thing happens, he believes Guhai and Vilute would not rescue him but would rather enjoy the spectacle.
So now, he has to keep all emotions hidden, and once Qin Tian is dealt with and they enter San Tuo Mountain, who the treasure belongs to will depend on who has the stronger fist and the crueler heart.
"Amond, where is Qin Tian now?" Guhai asked while keeping his gaze fixed on the distant mountain shrouded in black mist.
"He’s already entered San Tuo Mountain."
Amond turned to look at the nearby San Tuo Mountain, speaking unhurriedly, "My Kobold subordinates have been tracking the scent of him and the human army. Just before your arrival, Qin Tian and his men all entered San Tuo Mountain. I wanted to immediately lead my people inside, but considered waiting for you to join forces, so I held back briefly."
Entered the mountain?
Guhai furrowed his brow slightly.
The mountain is full of Stele Demons with a complex terrain, meaning a pursuit of Qin Tian adds many variables.
But Grand Elder Guyun has already ordered—Qin Tian must die.
No matter where he runs, no matter how complicated the situation becomes, they must kill this human genius, forever eliminating future threats for the Beastmen.