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Chapter 132: Chapter 113: War’s End (Part 2)

”It’s almost like...the Blood Erosion Tyrant.”

Carved Mark looked at the Beast King of the War Core, and couldn’t help but whisper softly.

His whisper was heard by the Stone Claw Warrior of Leader Level beside him, that warrior’s eyes gleamed with a strange light and quickly shouted excitedly.

”Blood Erosion Tyrant!”

Many beastmen followed suit, soon believing that Blood Erosion Tyrant was a title closer to this king, more fitting.

Thus, they spontaneously began to swing their weapons and shout along, the noise growing louder.

”Blood Erosion Tyrant!”

”Blood Erosion Tyrant!”

”Blood Erosion Tyrant!”

...

In the roar and shout of complete admiration, the Blood Erosion Tyrant slowly turned his head, his fierce blood-red eyes shooting scorching glances like a Fiery Sun hanging in the sky, leaving the deepest mark in the hearts of every beastman.

That was an image unique to the Blood Erosion Tyrant!

That was a memory unique to the Blood Erosion Tyrant!

He is, the Beast King - Blood Erosion Tyrant!

Then, the War Tyrant’s body gradually shrank and regressed, returning to its original daily height of four meters, less imposing than the Tyrant Form, yet still possessing incomparable strength and a sense of oppression.

”Hoo~”

Ye Mingqiu slowly exhaled, his gaze sweeping over the corpses of heroes and chiefs beneath him, commanding: ”Collect their heads, to offer glory for my throne.”

”Yes!”

The Beastman Commander immediately nodded in response.

”Caster.”

Ye Mingqiu shouted again, calling out to the Stone Claw Tribe’s Hero of Monarch Level, who previously strongly blocked the Blood Fang Mammoth during the war.

The warrior named Caster stepped forward, glory and happiness spreading throughout his body; it was as if the fatigue and hardship of war had been largely healed. Being commanded by the Blood Erosion Tyrant was his glory.

To Beastman Warriors, glory is more important than life or death.

He forced his way through mental exhaustion and inner excitement and shock, rushing in front of Ye Mingqiu as fast as he could, to kneel heavily on one knee, his beast eyes full of admiration and aspiration, staring at Ye Mingqiu’s giant feet, and said: ”Great King, I will carry out your will.”

”Clear the battlefield.”

Ye Mingqiu ordered.

He looked at the scattered corpses beneath him, and said very calmly: ”Pile their bones into a bone monument, encircle it with skulls and forge a tomb for Blood Axe; that is our glory.”

”Yes! Following your will!”

Caster stood up, turned to look at the countless warriors of the Stone Claw Tribe, and roared with all his might: ”Stone Claw Tribe’s kids! Get up! Forge the Blood Axe Tribe’s bones into a monument of glory! Manifest our power and glory!”

”Power and Glory!”

”Power and Glory!”

”Power and Glory!”

Countless Stone Claw warriors got up, despite their energy being almost completely spent during the war, the power and glory still spark their souls; these are what all Beastman Warriors pursue with their lives.

Whether alive, forging enemies into a bone monument, or dead, being forged into one, it does not matter to them; in war, they unleash themselves; win or lose, it is bliss.

”Mogena.”

Ye Mingqiu named again; this time, he called the daughter of the former chief of the Black Fang Tribe, now the manager of the Tyrant’s Fang.

Compared to other ordinary Beastman Warriors, she possesses more intelligence, although not as much as those cunning humans. Nevertheless, she is still a relatively useful subordinate.

Mogena hurriedly arrived; although her mental state was poor, as she was responsible for maintaining the Aura and not directly fighting, her state was not particularly bad.

She also knelt on one knee and responded: ”Honorable Blood Erosion Tyrant, your dark fangs are here.”

”Take over the Blood Axe Tribe’s stronghold, seize all war resources, be it food, weapons, gold coins, herbs, slaves... inventory all resources,” Ye Mingqiu commanded.

”Yes!”

Mogena’s eyes gleamed.

The Blood Erosion Tyrant truly is the hero summoned by the Black Fang Tribe; after all, with these war resources, the Tyrant’s Fang can become even stronger.

She turned around, summoning all the warriors she could from the Black Fang Tribe, but unfortunately, the Tyrant’s Fang warriors now numbered only over fifty, a halved number compared to the original one hundred.

However...

Despite the Tyrant’s Fang being halved in number, the overall strength has not weakened but become stronger because among the surviving fifty-plus Beastman Warriors, sixteen Elite Level warriors successfully advanced to Leader Level.

The Leader’s strength far surpasses that of the Elite; even if nearly half the numbers were lost, the strength of the Tyrant’s Fang has increased, while other non-advanced Elite Level warriors have also greatly improved; perhaps with another large-scale war, they would successfully advance.

This is the advantage of Beastman Warriors; the Beastmen are deficient in wisdom, without Skills, relying solely on brute force, their warfare mostly reckless.

However...

As long as they can survive, they could become stronger in battle, advance, and become stronger Beastman Warriors; this is the Beastman Warrior’s advantage; as long as they are undying, they can become more powerful in combat.

Afterward, Mogena led Tyrant’s Fang warriors into the Blood Axe Tribe’s fortress, amidst occasional sounds from the elderly, women, and children of Blood Axe, quickly controlling them, taking slaves and raiding spoils.

Finally, Ye Mingqiu’s gaze shifted to a squad whose decorations stood out from other Beastmen, the members of Carved Mark’s Spiritualist team.

”Hawk Dog.”

”...Yes.”

Carved Mark’s heart was pounding wildly, but he kept reminding himself not to be angry; the other party was a brainless beastman, hence calling him a Hawk Dog.

That doesn’t sound right!

He can perform Magic, how could he possibly be brainless?

Wait...

If he hadn’t misremembered, during the Blood Erosion Fang’s battle, Blood Spear had spontaneously used Magic; might there be a possibility that it’s not the Blood Erosion Tyrant but his weapon performing Magic?

What kind of divine weapon must this be!

An Overlord-level Weapon?

If he recalled correctly, Overlord-level equipment does not normally drop but can only be acquired through specific special missions or special means.

Of course, if one is fortunate enough to participate in subjugating an overlord and earn sufficient merit in battle, they might have a tiny chance of obtaining Overlord-level equipment from Dominator Treasure Chests.

Overlord-level equipment surpasses the normal equipment system, possessing unparalleled strength and its own life and will.

”You, go identify all captured Magic Items, Rune Equipment, and Shaman Totems.”

Ye Mingqiu commanded.

If possible, he would have liked his own Beastmen to do such things, for Spiritualists differ from Beastmen, they almost certainly intercept during cleanups.

But there’s no helping it; aside from Carved Mark, his team did not have beastman priests adept at these tasks, making it acceptable to let Carved Mark’s team reap some rewards.

”As you command!”

Carved Mark responded with a smile.

He’s not foolish either, knowing that this is a profitable job, taking a small cut, the Dominator wouldn’t say much, but to intercept has to be within limits as excessive greed gets punished.

Then Carved Mark immediately led the members of the Spiritualist team to some broken totems emitting energy waves, dismantling them using special methods to obtain war resources.

Even if many of these items cannot be directly used, it doesn’t matter; as long as these resources can be exchanged for gold coins, they can be converted into lots of useful equipment, which is highly beneficial for their explorations.

Finished

After issuing all orders, Ye Mingqiu finally slowly closed his eyes, fatigue surged like a tide, nearly knocking him down in an instant.

But he persisted, sitting on the throne made of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, meditating with closed eyes.

Blood Spear was thrust into the Sunset Plain, rhythmically absorbing the energy of the blood and refining it into essence, eventually transmitting it to its master.

[Hint: Blood Spear provides you with pure Life Energy, your Life Limit +50]