Chapter 1103 - 684: Spatial Trap (Part 2)
Chapter 1103: Chapter 684: Spatial Trap (Part 2)
As soon as Amond finished speaking, the Beastman warriors behind him nodded one after another, showing proud expressions.
Who says our Behemoth War God is a brainless brute?
Look, how well-analyzed everything is now!
Exactly right!
"You!" Guhai’s face was grim, turning so blue it could almost drip water.
He hadn’t expected that even before seeing Qin Tian, there would already be internal conflicts among them.
Amond, this underdeveloped brute, actually proposed a so-called "tactical analysis" self-righteously, and that group of big fools behind him looked worshipful and proud.
Sure enough, the subordinates of a big fool are also fools!
"Roar!"
In the conversation’s gap, Pisman had already led the team into a fight with the nearby Stele Demons.
Led by Tier Seven Golden Behemoth and composed of hundreds of elite warriors, the team faced off against hundreds of nearby Stele Demons. The situation was overwhelmingly one-sided. Like wolves entering a flock of sheep, the Beastman warriors tore apart demon bodies with claws and shattered skulls with iron fists, exterminating all nearby Stele Demons in less than half an incense stick’s time.
"Your Highness!" Pisman, after clearing the battlefield, strode to Amond and slightly lowered his head, "Mission accomplished!"
"Well done!" Amond patted Pisman on the shoulder, while looking directly at Guhai with undisguised provocation.
You don’t let me act, I just act anyway.
What can you do to me?
Still want to snatch my treasure, today I’ll just clash with you!
Guhai’s face was iron-blue, but he understood that there was no point in contending with a brainless Behemoth. It would change nothing besides wasting time and saliva.
He raised his hand, his voice with suppressed anger: "Everyone, speed up! Complete the task early and leave this unlucky place!"
Amond immediately caught that Guhai was hinting at him, and a trace of anger also surfaced in his eyes.
However, after all, Guhai was a Tier Eight Powerhouse of the Ancient Dragon Race, his strength not weaker than his, so he temporarily contained his internal rage.
"Keep up!" Amond waved his hand, and the team continued to move forward.
However, the three teams, which had been almost neck and neck just now, were now completely separated.
Guhai’s team walked at the forefront, with a few hundred meters of blank space in between, followed by the team of Eternal Ice Silkworms, with Amond’s team trailing behind.
Each team maintained a distance of a few hundred meters, faintly visible in the dense fog, looking particularly distant.
Cracks had already appeared.
All three leaders were well aware of this, but none of them mentioned it.
The most urgent task now was to eliminate Qin Tian, and once this task was completed, their positions and relationships would completely change.
The teams continued to advance.
Perhaps the recent action intimidated the nearby Stele Demons, significantly reducing their numbers surrounding them, and the sense of being watched also lessened a bit.
Amond’s face showed a look of pride; indeed, his decision was proven correct, and the problem with the Stele Demons was easily resolved with a small-scale battle.
While Amond was secretly pleased—
Suddenly, a strange space ripple emerged ahead.
The ripple came without warning, like a drop of water falling on a calm lake, spreading an invisible ripple in the air.
However, although this ripple was subtle, it immediately caught the attention of all the powerhouses.
By the time they reacted, a massive space array had already manifested beneath the feet of Guhai’s team at the forefront.
It was a hexagonal space array, its silver lines complex and mysterious, slowly rotating on the ground.
Blue light flowed through the array lines, not glaring but imbued with a heart-pounding sense of spatial tearing.
As soon as the space array lit up, the Beastman warriors covered by the array seemed to fall into an abyss, and with a "swish," thousands of figures disappeared into thin air.
"Not good!"
Guhai raised his hand, attempting to block the space teleportation, but he was a step too late. Seeing that most of his warriors were transferred away by the space array, his face turned exceedingly blue.
After the poison gas, Qin Tian used another trick.
And this time, it was more precise, more deadly—directly transferring most of his elite forces right under his nose.
With nearly two-thirds of his subordinates having been moved, who knew where the endpoint of the space array might be?
Could it potentially be the lair of the Stele Demons within San Tuo Mountain?
If he were Qin Tian, he would most likely do this.
Without him present, how could those subordinates withstand an encirclement by the Stele Demon army?
He couldn’t take that risk.
"All warriors, jump into the array immediately!" Guhai shouted sternly.
Hearing his command, the remaining warriors acted without hesitation, leaping into the still-slowly rotating space array one after another.
Guhai was the last to jump in, his figure disappearing into the silver-blue light.
After Guhai entered, the space array seemed to have completed its mission. The light quickly converged, and the array lines vanished from the ground like a receding tide, leaving only a charred mark.
All of this happened too quickly.
From the appearance of the space ripple to the disappearance of the array, it was only a matter of a few short breaths.
When Vilute led the team of Eternal Ice Silkworms rushing over, the array had already closed completely.
"Damn it!"
Gazing at the empty space ahead, Amond’s expression was extremely ugly.
This time it was even more blatant than before—such a hidden and miraculous space array, who else but Qin Tian could have set it up?
Guhai’s team was already gone, and now only their two teams remained in place.
"Guhai is missing." Amond turned to Vilute, speaking in a deep voice, "Vilute, let’s act separately as well, see who can find Qin Tian first!"
Qin Tian’s consecutive traps made him feel like he was being mocked and manipulated between the palms.
That feeling was like playing chess with an invisible ghost, every move you make, the other side had already anticipated three moves ahead.
He no longer wanted to use such an inefficient method to find Qin Tian.
Simpler and more direct—find Qin Tian and start the fight directly.
Both Guhai and Vilute were Tier Eight Royals, with remarkable perception. As long as his battle with Qin Tian occurred within the San Tuo Mountain, they could arrive at the scene with the fastest speed.
As for cooperating with Vilute?
No need.
With Guhai absent, don’t expect him to fight shoulder to shoulder with the bean sprouts of the Eternal Ice Silkworm; he would rather lead his own team and act independently.
"Alright." Vilute agreed exceptionally crisply, not even asking a single extra question.
He simply waved for his team to turn, leading the warriors of the Eternal Ice Silkworm away in one direction.
Amond didn’t expect Vilute to agree so smoothly, rendering his prepared words meaningless—but this was also good, saving him from having to spend more words.
"Let’s go!"
Amond waved his hand, leading his team away in the opposite direction from Vilute.
Thus, the three Beastman teams were completely separated.
What they didn’t know was that above them, an Eye of the Void was silently watching them.
The eye hidden within the pitch-black fog showed no fluctuation whatsoever.
Even the Tier Eight Royals like Guhai did not perceive its presence.
...
"Three Tier Eight Royals, and even the Ancient Dragon Race, it seems they really want to put me to death~"
In the center of the mountains, Qin Tian’s lips curled slightly upward.
Guhai and Vilute’s teams hadn’t arrived yet, but he sensed them from afar, opting to enter San Tuo Mountain in advance, leading them into the mountain.
The number of Stele Demons in San Tuo Mountain was in the tens of thousands, and just relying on the Ice Extreme Pass to solve it would involve inevitable casualties, but these three Beastman teams served as the best fighters.
Once they have nearly wiped out the Stele Demons, the casualties among the Beastman teams will surely also be significant, and then he’ll come in with a mantis-stalking-the-cicada play, reaping the Tombstone Spirit Fragments they collected.
Moreover, he saw some old acquaintances in these three teams, like Kesler who made a deal with him, and Kesler’s target, his brother Broden.
However, Kesler surely knew this operation was aimed at him, yet didn’t notify him in advance.
Seeing it this way, Kesler’s thoughts were rather subtle.
Qin Tian chuckled lightly; indeed, no Beastman was honest. Since that’s the case, he might as well play along with them.