Chapter 884: Chapter 879: The Glory of the Tribe! Chapter 884: Chapter 879: The Glory of the Tribe! The beastman cavalry seemed to move randomly and chaotically, but they formed a perfect line of defense.

No, it should be called an offense line.

These beastman cavaliers were once human, and the fact that they have survived the oppression of Ferocious Beasts proves their talent.

The wisdom of humanity combined with the strength of Ferocious Beasts, and armed with their Star Weapons, these cavaliers were like a meat grinder, crazily devouring these fallen beasts.

Meanwhile, as the beastman cavaliers charged wildly, another group of beastmen appeared behind them.

These beastmen all held wooden staffs, dressed like priests from the ancient human era, and with a simple wave of their staffs, countless fireballs, water bullets, lightning, and fierce winds formed above their heads, attacking the Death Legion.

This was another brand-new force following the cavalerly, the beastman shamans.

Ferocious Beasts are not only physically robust, but their control over energy is no weaker than that of Elemental Creatures, and this shaman troop is composed of Beast Soul Warriors who revere such beasts.

Although their scale is not yet large and they are not prevalent in every race, this is definitely a good start.

Once this war is over, and the beastman nation is established, these two forces will evolve into the main army of the tribe!

“For the so-called eternal life, turning your own people back into mindless beasts, you are truly foolish…”

Seven Kills Greedy Wolf looked into the distance, within those dark clouds, he could sense some familiar gazes.

These were creatures from his era, once enemies as well as friends, but unfortunately, they chose to forsake tribal honor to become puppets of humanity.

Seemingly sensing the gaze of Seven Kills Greedy Wolf, a series of beast roars suddenly came from the dark clouds, and soon after, dozens of Legendary Dead Beasts charged out from within the Death Legion, heading straight for the beastman shamans.

In comparison with the beastman cavaliers, these few shamans posed a greater threat.

But just as they were about to get close, two beastmen suddenly broke out from the cavalry, one wielding a giant axe, the other swinging a massive hammer, blocking the two leading Legendary Dead Beasts with a single strike.

“You trash that discarded honor, you don’t deserve to be here!”

A taller beastman let out an angry roar at these beasts, the strange battle axe in his hand that resembled the number “7” seemed to sense the thoughts of its owner, emanating a blood-red glow.

The reason this beastman was so angry was that the being he once revered had betrayed the tribe and was now in front of him.

As is known, beastmen result from Beast Soul Warriors who have fused with Dark Shackles Curse Marks, which also signifies extreme reverence for their object of faith.

After some Legendary Ferocious Beasts betrayed them, the Beast Soul Warriors in their tribes either fled with them or lost their power due to their collapsed faith.

But this beastman, Grom, underwent a metamorphosis due to extreme anger from the betrayal; rather than collapsing, he evolved.

He has now fundamentally evolved into another species, a true beastman!

And there were many others like him, Orgrim by his side was among them, and even earlier and stronger than him!

With the emergence of two true beastmen, the other metamorphosed warriors followed, wielding terrifying power that far surpassed Ferocious Beasts of the same level, chopping up all the incoming Legendary Dead Beasts as if they were cutting vegetables.

“For the tribe! Charge!!!”

Orgrim smashed a Dead Beast with his hammer and then struck the ground forcefully, causing streams of magma to erupt like volcanoes, knocking countless Dead Beasts into the air.

Roar, roar, roar!!!

Seeing this, both beastmen and Ferocious Beasts became even more excited, their attacks increasingly fierce.

At that moment, they no longer had any distinctions of race, only one Origin remained.

The tribe!

“Look, that is the future of our tribe.”

The light flickered in the eyes of Seven Kills Greedy Wolf, and though he was reluctant to admit it, these beastmen had surpassed Ferocious Beasts in every aspect.

Just give them time to expand the scale of beastmen, and the tribe will surely witness a rebirth.

“Seven Kills, you have allowed these mongrels to lead our people. You have fallen…”

Just then, an old voice came out from the dark clouds, but hearing this, Seven Kills could not help but scoff.

“Traitor, you have no right to judge me!”

“Traitor? We just don’t want the tribe to be completely corrupted by humanity.”

A Mythical tiger stepped to the edge of the darkness, looking down at the Ferocious Beasts and Dead Beasts still fighting below, and said, “If you had chosen to join us, none of them would have had to die.”

“Death is better than being a pet for humans, like you.”

The smile on Seven Kills’ face grew colder, and suddenly he turned into a wisp of ghostly light and rushed towards the Mythical tiger, who did not hesitate to launch a counterattack.

But as the oldest living Myth among the tribe today, Seven Kills Greedy Wolf’s combat experience was extraordinary. After a feint, he maneuvered behind the tiger and struck, tearing a large piece of flesh from the Mythical tiger’s body.

However, the Mythical tiger seemed indifferent to its injury, giving its body a shake, and instantly, the wound completely healed.

“You see, the Origin you master can do me no harm. As long as I am within the grasp of Death, I am eternal.”

The tiger was clearly very proud, even extending an invitation to Seven Kills.

“Come, join me in the Death State, and you too can gain eternal life!”

“It seems you are truly beyond saving.”

Seven Kills lowered his body, his pupils suddenly turning pitch black, and then transformed into a black light, piercing directly through the tiger’s body.

This time, the tiger was unable to recover quickly; the large hole in its body seemed to be obstructed by something and simply could not close.

“You think I’ve grasped the concept of ‘soul origin’? Sorry, but you betrayed me too early, and I didn’t get the chance to tell you that what I’ve acquired is ‘killing.'”
“And killing is the prerequisite of death.”

With that, Seven Kills Greedy Wolf’s figure vanished once again, like a sword of slaughter, shattering the tiger Myth into pieces.

“This… this can’t be… my immortality…”

The tiger Myth’s face was full of disbelief, but his will finally dissipated gradually.

“Seeking eternity with death? No wonder humans think our tribes are brainless.”

Seven Kills looked disdainful and then turned his head to the side.

At this moment, the Nine-tailed White Fox had also dealt with her opponent, but her tails, as white as snow, were now smeared with black blood.

“Elder Seven Kills, the other Myths have also shown themselves.”

The Nine-tailed White Fox flicked the fresh blood from her tails, pointing ahead.

After the tribal traitors of the Death State appeared, the hidden tribal Myths also emerged one by one.

Because they had prepared in advance, the tribal Myths held an absolute advantage, some even without a scratch.

In just a moment, the Mythical Creatures of the Death State’s Northern War Zone were almost completely slain by the tribe.

“Nine-tails, tell the humans that we are done here and ask if they need help?”

Seven Kills nodded slightly and issued a new command to Nine-tails, but Nine-tails didn’t respond for a long time.

“Nine-tails, what are you doing?”

Seven Kills frowned slightly; the war was actually a gamble between them and the Federation.

If they finished the battle faster than the Federation, then they would have a greater say in the distribution of territories after the war.

But when Seven Kills Greedy Wolf saw the state of Nine-tailed White Fox, he was no longer able to speak.

The Nine-tailed White Fox had nothing in common with the concept of white by then; on her originally pure-as-snow tails, black spots appeared out of nowhere.

Moreover, those black spots, as if alive, quickly spread through the body of Nine-tails White Fox.

In the blink of an eye, the Nine-tailed White Fox turned into a Black Fox.

“Death Virus? When did this happen?”

Seven Kills could naturally see that Nine-tails White Fox was being corroded by the Death Virus, and immediately kept his distance from her.

Only then did Seven Kills Greedy Wolf realize that, unknowingly, many of the tribal Myths who had just defeated their foes were being eroded by the Death Virus.

Those remaining also had twisted expressions, obviously struggling fiercely.

“Damn it, when were we infected?”

Seven Kills Greedy Wolf swore silently and was about to order a retreat of the tribal army, only to find that the ferocious beasts below had long since been transformed into Dead Beasts.

And those still standing were only the beastmen.

“Those who are still lucid, retreat immediately, we need the humans’ support!”

At this point, Seven Kills Greedy Wolf couldn’t care less about what would happen after the battle and immediately covered the retreat of the uninfected tribespeople. But before he could get far, he felt an unusual sensation in his chest and then suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood.

The viscous black blood did not fall to the ground after being spat out; instead, it writhed in the air.

“What is this thing!”

For the first time, Seven Kills Greedy Wolf showed fear in his eyes. He knew he hadn’t been tainted by the Death Virus, and this lump of substance seemed to appear out of nowhere inside him.

At that moment, Seven Kills Greedy Wolf seemed to notice something and abruptly turned to look behind him.

Underneath the dark clouds, within the shadows, an appalling black slime monster emerged from the ground, turning everything it touched into a marsh-like state of corrosion.

The marshes constantly emitted black smoke, which upon contact, caused rotting symptoms in both the Dead Beasts and ferocious beasts.

Death Avatar, Sponsor of Carrion.

The Sponsor of Carrion did not move quickly, but its strong power of corruption had already begun to injure Seven Kills Greedy Wolf.

As Seven Kills Greedy Wolf spat blood, those tribal Myths had already been transformed into Dead Beasts.

And Seven Kills Greedy Wolf’s body was also half infected.

“The tribe will never be corrupted!”

Seven Kills Greedy Wolf gritted his teeth, let out a roar to the heavens, and, driven by sheer willpower, managed to force the virus to his hind legs.

Sssst…

Accompanied by the sound of flesh tearing, Seven Kills Greedy Wolf forcibly tore off his own hind legs, then turned into a streak of light, sweeping up all the beastmen and heading straight for the north.

However, the Sponsor of Carrion did not seem to have any intention of pursuing but moved on as before, slowly towards the desolate direction of the Gobi.