Chapter 133

On the grassland, the screams of Lion Clan warriors echoed everywhere.

Those Lion Clan warriors scattered across the grassland, gathering corpses, had been moving toward the main force.

But seeing this from afar, each of the Lion Clan warriors stopped dead.

Heaven, what had they seen!!

Prince Bert's two thousand formidable Wang Cheng warriors had been annihilated in flames before even engaging in battle!

In an instant, the Lion Clan warriors were terrified out of their wits.

Many Lion Clan warriors were already fleeing.

Afraid the Centaur warriors would pursue them!

But the Centaur warriors on the grassland did not pursue!

These Centaur warriors, after days of continuous fighting, were exhausted!

If not for their faith in the Lord of Flame, they could never have held out this long!

Yet, upon seeing the immense power of the spears they had thrown, the Centaur warriors' spirits surged!

Each Centaur warrior marveled inwardly at the power of the Lord of Flame.

At the same time, they rejoiced—they now had a powerful new attack method!

Bursting Flame gave their spears area-of-effect killing power!

Amid the sea of fire, Prince Bert stood holding a long blade.

Beside him were several fully armored Lion Clan warriors!

These were Prince Bert's personal guards!

These Lion Clan warriors were powerful, each at least a Second-Rank warrior, equipped with the finest Lion Clan gear, all clad in iron armor.

Their iron armor bore countless mysterious symbols.

It was the armor and the symbols that protected them, sparing them from being blown apart and burned by Bursting Flame.

In the center of them stood Prince Bert.

Though they had survived the Bursting Spear attacks, they were all dazed.

They could not understand why the flaming spears had exploded!

One spear exploding was understandable!

But why did all the spears explode?!

Two volleys of spears had wiped out their entire force!

Now only these few remained—and Prince Bert!

Not only were they dazed.

Prince Bert was dazed too.

In an instant, he had only a handful of retainers left!

Though over a thousand Lion Clan warriors still scattered across the grassland, they were broken in spirit—some fled, others scattered, none dared return to fight the Centaur warriors!

Prince Bert stared blankly at it all.

Still could not believe he had lost so quickly!

Why was this Centaur force so strong?!

First, they annihilated Leader Rick's elite force of one thousand Lion Clan warriors at a loss ratio of one to a thousand.

Then they ravaged Lion Clan territory, captured Lion Pass, and overran several Lion Clan garrisons!

Then they ambushed and shattered Ivan's force of two thousand local defenders!

Now, in a single exchange, they had reduced his two thousand Lion Clan warriors to just a few!

Yes, by now, Prince Bert fully believed the wounded Lion Clan warrior in the Wang Gong had not lied.

One thousand versus one thousand—they annihilated Rick's force, and the Centaurs lost only one!

If they could achieve one thousand versus two thousand without losing a single warrior, how could one thousand versus one thousand losing only one be impossible?

Hmm, Prince Bert did not yet know that the fallen Centaur had risen again soon after.

Regardless.

This Centaur force had utterly shaken Prince Bert.

"Your Highness, we'll cover your escape—run!"

Watching the Centaur warriors across the distance, each glaring with predatory intent, one of Prince Bert's guards said.

Beasts, especially large-bodied ones, were naturally stronger than humans.

A human must spend years training to cultivate battle qi and strengthen the body to become a First-Rank knight.

But among races like the Lions, every adult lion, merely by virtue of its physical strength, possessed combat power equivalent to a First-Rank warrior.

This was why beasts, despite inferior weapons and armor and lacking the favor of powerful deities, could still hold their ground against the might of humans on the Continent of Gods!

But reaching Second-Rank remained difficult, let alone higher.

Prince Bert's guards were all Second-Rank or higher.

Eight warriors total—if they fought to the death, they could buy Prince Bert enough time to escape!

And in the center of these warriors, Prince Bert finally suppressed the shock in his heart.

He stared at the Centaur warriors!

Though each Centaur warrior appeared spirited, clear signs of exhaustion were visible on their faces.

As a Fourth-Rank warrior, Prince Bert already possessed the power to decide the outcome of a small-scale battle.

If the enemy had only one or two hundred Centaur warriors, and no opponent of his rank, Prince Bert with these eight guards could annihilate them all!

But now, the enemy had a thousand.

There's still a Gao Jie mage who hasn't acted yet!

"The explosive flames earlier must have been from that Gao Jie mage—his energy must be heavily depleted!"

Prince Bert was calculating.

"These thousand horsemen have been causing chaos for days, fighting nonstop—they've lost almost all their strength! Killing them won't be much harder than killing the Cat Clan!"

Prince Bert, no doubt a powerful warrior, had ironclad mental fortitude—in an instant, he made his decision.

Don't flee!

He would strike while these horsemen were exhausted and the Gao Jie mage's energy was drained—using his own and his guards' overwhelming strength, he would turn the tide!

There were still some Lion Clan warriors watching from afar across the grasslands!

If he charged forward and slaughtered dozens of horsemen, those watching Lion Clan warriors would surely return to counterattack!

Then, he could annihilate this entire exhausted force of horsemen!

Hmph!

The most dangerous moment.

Also the moment opportunity arrives.

Right now, these horsemen think Prince Bert is finished.

But they don't realize—this is precisely Prince Bert's chance!

Thinking of this, Bert sneered and roared: "Why run? These horsemen are spent! Follow me—just like ten days ago!"

His words stirred his eight surrounding guards, their spirits soaring, their blood boiling!

Yes!

Ten days ago, Prince Bert and these eight guards encountered a Tiger Clan force of over five hundred!