Death... and me

83 Juri and Alanda Appeared(Chapter preview)

Roan was right. Both East and West were similar in structures, so Juri used the same strategy as Alanda to get rid of his enemies. In his case, he learned the Death Style's Second Form, Crescent Moon. This is Roan's area attack that aims a large group of enemies at once. Not surprisingly, Juri's attack killed even more than Alanda's Stellar Piercer, immediately grabbing the attention of the Foundation Establishment commander of that side.

Once again, the enemy tried to use the side houses, and once again, the warriors came from below it to attack them. However, Juri was not able to kill the enemy's Foundation Establishment Cultivator. Or to be more precise, Juri did not try to kill him to start with. Having him escaping was also part of Roan's plan.

Outside, that Eastside Foundation Establishment commander came back, which much puzzled Yasvil, Kalan, and Xinkin. It doesn't matter how they see it; he came back way too fast. No more than 10 minutes had passed since all the battles started, it should have taken longer. This Foundation Establishment cultivator was part of the Hersil Tribe, so Xenkin started to laugh when he saw him.

"Hahaha! Look, with Tanka there, the Eastside is gone already. He even came back to report. As for your two commanders, they are still inside."

Kalan and Yasvil snorted.

"It just means that he won the lottery and got the side where Alanda and Juri were not present. What is there to be proud of? Sending a Foundation Establishment while commanding a bigger group against a pack of Energy Gathering Realm warriors is very easy. Anyone here would have the same results."

However, as that Foundation Establishment got closer, the three leaders' expressions began to change. He had cuts all over his body. The weapon on his hand was almost destroyed. Not to mention that he seemed extremely tired as if he had gone through a life and death battle.

The truth is precisely like that. This commander is an Initial Stage Foundation Establishment Warrior, just like Juri. If not because his weapon is a big Spiritual Mace, which is much more resistant than a Sword, Juri's Spiritual Sword would have destroyed it easily. In fact, Juri would have the advantage even without that Rean's Spiritual Sword. After all, he is a practitioner of the Death Style and had been in the Foundation Establishment Realm's Initial Stage for much longer.

The guy then fell on the ground before squeezing the next words of his mouth.

"Dead! They are all dead! Our entire east side group was completely wiped out. We simply had no chance."

"What?!

The three leaders' expressions turned dark.

"Explain what happened now!"

As they heard that commander explaining what happened, they started to have a bad feeling. So far, the other two sides hadn't sent anyone to report either. It was then that they remembered to see some bright light on the Northside before. However, they didn't care much about that since they didn't feel any destructive power coming from that light. At that point, they simply thought it was some trick used by Juri and his warriors.

"Not good, we need to go take a look!"

But before they even moved, they hard a voice coming from the North Wall guarding point.

"Is Yasvil and his friends there?"

Yasvil felt a chill on his back while he looked in the direction of the voice. Sure enough, it was Juri who talked. Not only that, but Alanda was also by his side! What did that mean? If they are there, it meant that there was no more battle happening inside their Tribe. Their 500 warriors that were sent earlier were completely wiped out!

Yasvil, Kalan, and Xenkin then came forward.

The first one to speak was Kalan Bokou.

"Juri Varen, is it? What happened with my Foundation Establishment warrior on the west side?"

Juri smiled and looked at Alanda.

Alanda, obviously, understood his intentions and stepped forward.

"Oh! Are you talking about this guy?"

Alanda then threw a head on the ground, right in front of Kalan. Seeing his Middle Stage Foundation Establishment warrior's head, Kalan felt pain in his heart. Every warrior of this level was precious for a Middle Sized Tribe. Not to mention that he lost over 150 Energy Gathering Realm warriors as well.

"I'm sorry about that. He was just too weak."

Rean and Roan, obviously, were also present. However, they stayed behind the walls, only listening to the conversation.

"Roan, what do you think they will do?"

Roan pondered a bit before saying.

"Hum... I would say there is a 50% chance of those two Tribes retreating, ending their alliance with the Kianme Tribe. That's why I asked to let that East Side Foundation Establishment escape. I wanted him to tell them that we wiped out their forces while losing almost no warriors on our side."

"Wouldn't they do the opposite and attack to get revenge for them?"

"That's the part I can't predict in this fight. Just how much do they value their own pride over the well being of their Tribe? The humans' feelings are a peculiar thing, hard to predict. Logic says that they should retreat and cut their losses, and that's what I hope as well. All will depend on how Juri plays the cards I gave him. Of course, if they decide to come, we are more than ready for them."

Kalan bokou looked at the head of his commander and was fuming in rage. However, what Roan said was also weighing in his mind. He heard the Hersil commander's report and understood that the Varen Tribe haven't lost much until now. So can they really beat this Varen Tribe? Even if they can, what will be the cost for his Bokou Tribe?

However, the one who was feeling the worst at the moment was Yasvil Kianme. He understood that this alliance was at risk of breaking up. The Hersil and Bokou tribe will be fine since they came from another territory. Still, his Hersil is in the same region as the Varen Tribe, and they were the ones responsible for this war. He has to convince those two to bring thigs to an end.

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