Chapter 135: Shockwave!

A thousand centaur warriors began galloping west.

Only after they had gone a long while did some lion-tribe warriors watching from afar on the grassland cautiously return.

These lion-tribe warriors looked left and right as they walked — clearly, they were still worried the centaur warriors might come back!

Scattered lion-tribe warriors gathered together from every direction.

It seemed only by grouping together could they feel safe!

None of them spoke.

Every one of them also kept battle-ready.

Clearly, even though they hadn't seen any centaurs, they were all on full alert!

They had watched that entire battle just now!

Precisely because they had seen the whole thing, they behaved this way.

Each of these lion-tribe warriors was still replaying the scene from moments ago.

They had never imagined that those thousand centaur warriors, after ambushing Chieftain Ivan's force, would still dare to attack this Wang Cheng force led by Prince Bert!

And they had actually won!

Not an ordinary win!

But an overwhelming, crushing victory!

This could no longer be called a battle!

This was a crushing!

A thorough, head-to-toe crushing!

Before they even closed to melee, without even touching a single hair on the centaur warriors, they were slaughtered down to a handful by the flaming long-spears hurled by the centaur warriors!

Those lion-tribe warriors died far too quickly!

Many lion-tribe warriors hadn't even figured out what was happening before they collapsed into the sea of fire.

The only ones left alive at the end were Prince Bert and his guards.

Prince Bert had guessed right.

The reason these lion-tribe warriors watching on the grassland hadn't left was that they were thinking: if Prince Bert, with his great strength, launched a counterattack, they could seize the chance to join the fight and strike back.

Unfortunately, Prince Bert disappointed them.

They were disappointed too.

Prince Bert, together with his guards, all fell at the hands of the enemy's mage, their bodies reduced to nothing.

After seeing with their own eyes how powerful the enemy was, even though they were battle-hardened lion-tribe warriors who had won a hundred victories, each of them now felt their hearts shaken — and at the same time relieved.

Relieved that they had escaped this calamity!

Before long, these lion-tribe warriors who had turned back arrived at the place of the engagement.

Much of the grass on the prairie had been burned by the spreading blaze.

In the area scorched by the great fire, there was a deep black line, especially eye-catching.

This black line was over ten meters wide and several hundred meters long; within it lay scattered bits of weapons and belongings from the lion-tribe warriors.

Unless Lin Yan deliberately controlled it, the temperature of Blazing Burst Flame wasn't especially high — only a little over a thousand degrees — so it was hard to melt the iron weapons on the lion-tribe warriors.

Blazing Burst Flame's main killing power didn't come from temperature.

Still, although the temperature wasn't especially high, one could still see large numbers of charred lion-tribe warrior corpses.

Even more corpses had already turned to ash and been scattered by the wind.

This battlefield weighed heavily on the hearts of these lion-tribe warriors!

They now had a much clearer sense of just how fierce that centaur force was.

Then, they saw the spot where Prince Bert had died.

There…

It had already melted away!

Even though Meng Ying's magic likewise didn't use temperature as its main killing power.

But as Lin Yan's favored one, the temperature contained within her fire-type magic was a whole tier higher than that of other fire-type mages!

As a Fifth-Rank, killing Prince Bert with fire-type magic and then melting the ground wasn't very difficult for her!

"Prince Bert's ornament!"

One lion-tribe warrior searched there for a long time, and finally found a small ornament!

"Let's go, we'll report the situation up the chain…"

Another lion-tribe warrior said in a heavy voice!

"What — my son Bert has been killed, and two thousand Wang Cheng guards annihilated!!!"

In the Wang Cheng palace, the old lion king, hearing this news, flew into a towering rage!

"How dare that brat! Someone, bring my weapon — I will personally go pursue and kill them!"

The old lion king might have looked very old, but this time, when he unleashed his might, his eyes shot forth dazzling light, and the aura from his body was terrifying!

He was, after all, a warrior far stronger than Prince Bert!

And he actually intended to personally go pursue and kill that centaur force!

"Father, you absolutely must not!"

Immediately, a large group of princes rushed forward in the palace to stop him.

"Father, you are the king of our lion tribe — how can you personally go after the enemy! What if the enemy has laid a trap?"

"Yes, Father, our great army is about to return. Once the great army comes back, and that one… returns, then Father can dispatch the troops. I am willing to serve as vanguard — to wipe out the centaur tribe and avenge Big Brother Bert!"

"I too am willing to lead the vanguard — we must exterminate the centaur tribe, sweep the cat tribe flat, and kill every last one of these two tribes, to avenge my brother's death!"

Inside the palace, the dozen or so remaining sons of the Lion King spoke up one after another to stop the old Lion King.

Each one scrambled to be the vanguard in wiping out the Horsefolk clan!

Those fellows, upon hearing of Prince Bert's death, were outwardly grief-stricken beyond measure, but inwardly it would have been a mercy if they weren't secretly snickering.

Bert was the eldest prince.

He held the first right of succession.

Now, Bert was dead!