Chapter 986: Screams in the Dark Night
The wild boar warriors from Red Creek Town used to hunt totem beasts in the forest. The five of them worked well together.
Through the battle between wild boar Buck and Big Buck, they had a certain understanding of the strength of the target.
They believed that as long as they did not give Big Buck the chance to put on the totem armor, the battle would definitely end in three rounds.
When the totem armor was activated, it would crazily absorb the spirit energy and even vitality of its owner.
No one would wear the totem armor for a long time—unless they were tired of living and wanted to become an Origin Warrior.
It was almost impossible for Big Buck to walk out with the armor on, especially after having fun, and being near his own territory.
Although there were definitely many loopholes in the revenge plan that had been brewed in a hurry.
However, the wild boar warriors were not existences that were well-thought-out and calculated.
If they were to be ridden on their necks to insult their ancestors’ spirits and let their enemies see the sun tomorrow.
How would they have the face to return to Red Creek Town?
The five wild boar warriors used their agility that was completely out of line with their figures to climb onto the roofs, hide in the corners, and hide behind the pile of junk as well as the garbage bin.
It was as if they were ambushing a totem beast in a swamp deep in the forest. They kept their fangs, held their breath, and waited quietly.
The insect moment was coming.
It was a starless night.
Under the dark sky, the noisy market and the flickering lights in the distance made the area even more quiet and dark, except for the occasional rat laborers who pa.s.sed by quickly.
Two tall, burly clan warriors, cloaked and armed with heavy weapons at their waists, pa.s.sed under the eyes of the wild boar warriors.
The clothes hanging high in the air did not fall.
Their figures did not match the features of Big Buck either—one of them was too fat and probably had the blood of a wild elephant man, and the other had too big a horn on his head, with his forks sticking out like twigs, just like a reindeer.
The wild boar warriors were not disappointed.
Although they had not found the target…
The two clan warriors had not found them either.
This showed that their concealment was effective.
About the time of the insect and the time of the meal.
The clothesline hanging high above the street trembled twice and was silently torn off.
The seven or eight clothes hanging on it were like shed snake skin, gently falling down.
The four wild boar warriors lying in ambush in the alley were invigorated.
Their pupils contracted slightly as they slowly licked their fangs with the tip of their tongues, savoring the sweetness of fresh blood.
Although the four of them were extremely far apart in order to form an ambush circle and could not communicate with each other.
However, the tacit understanding from the same ancestral spirit made them feel as if they could see the shining light of revenge on each other’s blades.
A tall figure gradually emerged from the darkness.
The faint light source in the distance outlined his outline, which was between a wild boar man and a wild elephant man.
The unique bone structure of the sole of his foot was similar to that of a cow’s hoof. Even through the leather boots, it still made a crisp clicking sound on the bluestone.
Naturally, he was wearing a mask and a hood.
However, one side of the hood was raised high, while the other side was shriveled, as if he only had one cow horn.
At this moment, walking from the direction of the sugarhouse, there was no other Turan with such distinctive features.
A cruel smile appeared on the lips of the wild boar warriors at the same time.
It was as if they could already see Big Buck being cut into pieces by them, and even the totem battle armor had been s.n.a.t.c.hed away by them. Meanwhile, their “avenger” reputation would be accompanied by this clean and neat operation, leaving no evidence behind, it was a wonderful scene that spread throughout the entire Blood Hoof Clan.
Of course, now was not the time.
The target had not completely walked out of the darkness and walked into their ambush circle.
“Six more steps.”
The five wild boar warriors calculated silently in their hearts.
According to the current pace and speed, the target only needed to take six more steps before he would completely step into their ambush circle.
At that time, four wild boar warriors would dash out from four directions at the same time.
Buck, the wild boar would swoop down from the roof and deliver a fatal blow to the target’s head.
It would be done just like that.
“Six, five, four…”
The wild boar warriors counted down silently.
The Minotaur warriors who were about to step into the ambush circle knew nothing about all this.
Big Buck was still immersed in the enjoyment from a moment ago.
It was as if he did not want to get up from the soft velvet bed for a long time after the dream ended.
He shook his head and moved forward like a ball of cotton.
There were only three steps left before he stepped into the wild boar warriors’ ambush circle.
At this moment, something unexpected happened!
“Help! It’s murder!”
An extremely shrill scream tore apart the calm before the storm.
Before the five wild boar warriors could react, a thin and wretched figure dashed out from the dark corner like a big rat and ran desperately in the direction of the Turan Warriors.
As he ran, he used his sharp and ear-piercing voice, which could travel for miles in the dark, and uttered a meaningless cry, “Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!”
The five wild boar warriors’ minds suddenly buzzed.
It was that rat servant!
How did he untie the rope, take off the hood, and spit out the rag?
What was Green Eyebrows doing again!
Didn’t they tell him to kill this dirty rat the moment the clothesline broke?
Green Eyebrows jumped out of the corner in exasperation. With a low growl, he swung his knife at the rat servant’s neck.
He did not know why, but just as he was about to kill him to silence him, the rat servant suddenly burst out with astonishing strength. The joints and bones all over his body seemed to disappear, and he turned from a rat into a loach. With a whoosh… he escaped from under his hands.
The knife that he was determined to get missed.
The rat servant was in a panic. His left foot just stepped on a pile of garbage, and he immediately fell forward in a dog-gnawing posture.
However, he narrowly avoided the knife that was aimed at his neck.
The blade brushed past his hair, and sparks flew from the wall next to him.
The sparks splashed onto the rat servant’s face. The stinging pain made him even more terrified, and his screams became even more shrill.
Far away, near and far, many of the originally dark windows were lit up by flickering lights.
Not far away, in the brightly lit street market, the noise gradually flowed toward them.
Wild boar Buck and the other five wild boar warriors had no choice but to brace themselves and jump out.
However, they were half a beat too late.
To be able to take up the position of a spectator in the Blood Skull Arena where experts gathered, Big Buck was naturally not a slow-witted and useless person.
Just as the mouse-man manservant let out his first scream, every tendon and muscle in his body contracted to a degree that was as hard as steel.
He activated his totem armor without hesitation.
When the wild boar buck swooped down from the top of his head, he had already completed the reproduction of the totem armor.
The chest armor was carved into the head of a raging bull; on the left and right arm armors, there was a scimitar that was as mighty and domineering as a bull’s horn; in the darkness, the bull’s eyes and the blade of the ox-horn scimitar… all of them were blooming with an orange color that represented extreme heat.
Although Big Buck’s totem armor was not as powerful as Casanova’s Lava Fury, it was not something that could be eaten by a few pigs in a hurry!
In order to prevent the strong murderous intent from leaking out, Big Buck noticed it in advance.
Wild boar Buck, who had been crawling forward on the roof, did not activate his totem armor until the moment he jumped up.
Both sides completed the full coverage of the totem armor almost at the same time.
Their battle blade and the battle ax collided with a thunderous roar and dazzling sparks.
“Pu!”
Wild boar Buck spat out a mouthful of blood and took three steps back.
However, Big Buck remained unmoved, and a contemptuous sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Originally, wild boar Buck’s strength was slightly inferior to Big Buck’s. Otherwise, he would not have lost in the arena.
After losing, he lost a piece of his armor to Big Buck. The gap between their strength widened.
And this d.a.m.ned rat servant completely disrupted their rhythm.
In his panic, wild boar Buck naturally could not take down Big Buck in one go.
Now that things had come to this, his four companions could only jump out of the darkness one after another.
It was a pity that their ambush circle had not formed yet.
The five of them blocked in front of Big Buck.
The path behind Big Buck was empty, not even a hair was left.
Big Buck’s gaze swept across the five wild boar warriors one by one. There was not a hint of surprise or fear in his eyes.
Of course, he did not charge forward without thinking.
Instead, he held his battle saber horizontally in front of his chest and took half a step back with full vigilance. He retreated back into the darkness and a.s.sumed the stance of being able to withdraw from the battlefield at any time.
That’s right, he was no match for the wild boar warriors in a one-on-five fight.
However, it was not so easy for five wild boar warriors from Red Creek Town, who were unfamiliar with the place, to kill him in his native territory before others arrived!
“So it’s… Buck from Red Creek Town!”
Although both parties were wearing masks, the confrontation just now had allowed Big Buck to recognize the other party’s ident.i.ty.
He sneered and said, “Instead of openly issuing a challenge in the arena, you hid in a dark alley and prepared to take advantage of the situation. Is this the revenge method of Red Creek Town?”
Such taunts made wild boar buck extremely furious.
Just as he was about to go up and risk his life, he was hugged by his cousin.
“Let’s go. We won’t be able to kill him tonight!”
Slender Eyes said in a low voice, “If we don’t leave now, we’ll be in trouble when the troops arrive!”
In theory, private fights were forbidden among the warriors of Turan.
No matter what kind of grudges they had, they should be resolved in front of the arena or the temple.
At the very least, they should be resolved in front of a witness who had no interest in either side, or in front of the relatives and friends of both sides.
But theory was only theory.
In practice, as long as there was no evidence and no one caught on the spot, it was fine.
The Turan people did not believe in the power of language.
The victim’s accusation alone could not convict anyone.
Over time, the victim would rarely accuse the perpetrator based on his confession.
Instead, he would choose to return the favor and take revenge in his own way.
Therefore, it was still not too late to leave now.
Even if Big Buck knew their ident.i.ties, he could not accuse the Blood Hoof Clan or the Ironhide Clan of their crimes.
It was too weak to ask the lord to uphold justice.
Moreover, it would expose his access to the sugarhouse.
The grudges between them could be resolved in the darkness at the next suitable opportunity!
However, it would be terrible if they were caught red-handed by a large group of people.
To put it bluntly, for the Turan people, killing and plundering was a routine operation. There was nothing special about it.
However, their killing and plundering were such a failure. Not only did they fail to kill their target, but they were also so stupid that they were taken down on the spot.
It was simply a disgrace to the ancestors!