Chapter 709

The burly middle-aged shark beastman stared as the eel tribe chief slowly stepped out from the ranks, then burst out laughing: "Old eel, you still think you're a young whippersnapper? With your old bones, you actually dare to bring your people to hunt such a huge sea beast."

The two middle-aged beastmen of similar age stepped forward and gave each other a big hug, both laughing out loud.

"You jerk, I just came to hunt, I didn't even intrude into your shark beastfolk's waters—why did you personally come chasing after us?"

The eel tribe chief, amid the pale-faced beastman's dissatisfied glare, snatched the small animal-skin pouch from his hand, pulled out a fragrant piece of dried meat, and handed it over: "Try this—it's a food only the newly arrived land tribes in our waters make, and it's really delicious."

The savory aroma spread in his mouth, making the shark tribe chief's eyes light up: "Delicious."

After exchanging pleasantries, the shark tribe chief finally got to the point: "Just now, when you were hunting here, did you see the Beast God's Wrath?"

"Beast God's Wrath?"

The eel tribe chief looked puzzled: "The weather is clear today; where would there be the Beast God's Wrath? Why are you asking this?"

The shark tribe chief said solemnly: "Recently, there have been several occurrences of the Beast God's Wrath, lasting a long time, after which the Beastman Warriors of various tribes began to disappear; we all suspect that the tribes of Bai Sha Yan Hai have angered the Beast God, who has inflicted punishment."

However, we shark tribe and the snake tribe have already asked all the nearby big and small tribes, but they don't know where the Beast God's Wrath occurred, so we are still searching.

Just now, a Beastman from our tribe on patrol came to report that they heard the sound of the Beast God's Wrath in the place where you were hunting.

His expression was solemn, and his gaze toward the eel tribe chief also carried a hint of gravity.

Anything associated with the Beast God's Wrath is certainly not a good thing.

The eel tribe chief pondered for a moment, then his face suddenly turned somewhat strange: "The Beast God's Wrath you mentioned..."

He seemed to think of something, but halfway through he changed the subject: "Are there any powerful sea beasts nearby?"

The topic suddenly shifted from the Beast God's Wrath to powerful sea beasts, and the shark tribe chief took a moment to react.

He obediently pointed toward the depths of his tribe's territory: "Over there is still a multi-legged sea beast, very powerful; our hunting parties often suffer attacks from it."

The eel tribe chief nodded: "Fine, Old Shark, you lead the way ahead; later you'll know what I intend to do."

Seeing the solemn expression of this old brother, the shark tribe chief swallowed his doubts, turned around, and led the way ahead.

The territory of a powerful sea beast is large, so the territories of two powerful sea beasts also differ by some distance.

By the time the group reached the multi-legged beast's territory as said by the shark tribe chief, half a day had passed.

"This is the multi-legged beast's lair; what do you intend to do?"

The eel tribe chief stepped forward, glanced at the shark tribe chief, and said: "Let you see the Beast God's Wrath."

Having said that, without waiting for the shark tribe chief to react from his stupor, he gathered potent Beast God power between his palms and swept his hand toward the multi-legged beast's lair as indicated by the shark tribe chief.

The seawater exploded into surging spray; in just two breaths, tentacles as thick as five Beastmen embracing each other shot out of the water.

These long legs, clearly aimed, attacked toward the eel tribe chief's direction.

The shark tribe chief's face changed, his muscles bulged all over, and he was about to rush forward to help.

This multi-legged beast has dominated this sea area for years, its power unfathomable; although the old eel tribe chief's ability is not bad, he is absolutely no match for this multi-legged beast,

"Old Shark, just stand there; don't help. Wait for me to blast this multi-legged beast to death, then I'll give you one of its legs."

Just as everyone was worried, the eel tribe chief slowly took out a sheet from his waist‑side hide pouch...

"Huh? That... is a shamanic talisman?"

The little white‑faced Beastman beside him, hearing this, proudly nodded: "Yes, it's a shamanic talisman."

"Oh!"

The furious howl shook people's eardrums painfully.

The eel tribe chief standing at the front let the salty seawater splash onto his face without a word, then lifted his hand and flung out the shamanic talisman already pinched between his fingers.

A dark‑blue light brimming with immense destructive power, like a living thing, shot straight toward the multi‑legged beast angrily waving its tentacles.

Immediately afterward, a familiar rumbling sound echoed across this sea area, continuing three times before gradually fading.

Amidst the rumbling, the multi‑legged beast's mournful wail also accompanied it.

But at this moment, the shark tribe chief had lost interest in the multi‑legged beast; he stared wide‑eyed at the eel tribe chief who had turned around: "Old Eel, that sound just now..."

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that the Beast God's Wrath they had been seeking was actually just a shamanic talisman.

The eel tribe chief, riding his sea beast, came to the shark tribe chief's side: "This is a very powerful offensive shamanic talisman our tribe obtained; you saw it too—just now that powerful multi‑legged beast died beneath this talisman."

However, using the talisman produces a loud sound, very similar to the Beast God's Wrath we have heard before."

Shark tribe chief: "..."

That's not just similar; it's exactly the same, alright.

But after witnessing that scene firsthand, he can no longer speak of the Beast God's Wrath.

"Then what about those... from earlier..."

The eel tribe chief waved his hand toward the little white‑faced Beastman, signaling him to lead the people over to clean up the multi‑legged beast's corpse.

Only then did he answer the shark tribe chief's words: "The previous several times were the sounds produced when our tribe used the shamanic talisman."

"How could the Beast God's Wrath last that long? It's simply impossible."

The shark tribe chief's old face stiffened: "This matter is very important; since it isn't the Beast God's Wrath sound, we must reconsider the direction of the Beastfolk disappearances."

"If it isn't the Beast God's punishment, then..."

The shark tribe chief looked at the eel tribe chief: "How does your tribe view the Beastman Warrior disappearances?"

The eel tribe chief pondered a moment, scanned the surroundings, then pulled the shark tribe chief away from the busy Beastman Warriors.

"Our tribe already has some leads on this matter, but I cannot tell you."

Seeing the shark tribe chief's brows knit as he prepared to flare up, the eel tribe chief hastily grabbed his arm and continued: "But our Grand Shaman said that if you want to know, have the Shark Tribe's Great Shaman bring trusted clansmen to our tribe."

Is it this serious? Actually, you need the Great Shaman to go there in person before you can speak?

Feeling the Eel Tribe Chief's gravity, the Shark Tribe Chief also grew solemn.

The Eel Tribe Chief nodded: "This matter may involve every tribesperson in each tribe of Bai Sha Yan Hai, and you must remember, what I tell you today, besides the Shark Great Shaman, no one else should speak of it."

Including your partner and offspring, do you understand?