I Transmigrated Into A Fantasy World To Farm And Build Houses!-Chapter 429: The Bait

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Chapter 429: Chapter 429: The Bait

Max lowered his head, staring silently at the Black Wolf person in front of him for a while. As the other Black Wolf people grew increasingly tense, he finally spoke.

"I recognize you; we met before. Black Wolf man, go take your clansmen and children back."

The atmosphere at the scene changed instantly. The Black Wolf people revealed looks of joy, and Nathan was no exception. He unhesitatingly ordered the warriors to go bring the clansmen back.

The Kingdom’s beastmen’s faces changed drastically. The Golden Lion and Tiger tribesmen in charge of guarding immediately bared their teeth, wanting to counterattack.

Max didn’t speak; he just raised Doan on his left claw a bit higher, twitching the claw back and forth a few times.

Miserable screams resounded through the sky. Doan only wished he could faint like the captured Black Wolf people right now; that way, the pain would lessen a bit.

It was just that the more he thought so, the less Max let him have his way. The claw tips, sharper than blades, unscrupulously scratched between his bone joints.

This was undoubtedly a threat. The Golden Lion and Tiger tribesmen guarding the adult Black Wolf captives and children exchanged glances and could only retreat unwillingly, allowing the Black Wolf people to rush over and take their clansmen away.

Max glanced at Nathan and pointed in the direction of Thomas and the others: "Go in that direction. Don’t worry about anything else. After I deal with everything later, I will catch up with you."

Joy filled Nathan’s heart. It seemed this Snow Wolf person not only saved them but also wanted to help them escape. Nathan bowed deeply in gratitude to him, daring not to delay any longer, and led his clansmen to leave in the direction the Snow Wolf pointed.

It wasn’t until the Black Wolf people were far away and out of sight that Max looked around at the surrounding beastmen. He knew very well that this group of beastmen would absolutely not let the Black Wolf people go easily. If he didn’t intervene, he feared that before long, the scene from just now would repeat itself, only more tragically.

Even he couldn’t help but have a headache. The tribe was currently in a perilous situation, and he didn’t want to cause more trouble for the tribe. It was just that facing the scene just now, no matter how deep the hatred with the Black Wolf people was, he wouldn’t allow such a thing to happen.

The Black Wolf people were also of the Wolf Tribe. If the Kingdom dared to act against the Black Wolf Tribe, it was hard to guarantee they wouldn’t become greedier in the future and act against other scattered beastmen.

With the number of Kingdom beastman warriors, dealing with a beastman tribe the size of the Hadu tribe was truly as easy as turning over a hand.

First, strictly speaking, Doan’s power as an elder was immense, while Sunflower was a Great General with a lower status, yet had countless warriors under him.

Last time passing by the Hadu tribe, Sunflower only brought dozens of Tiger warriors, but just that force was enough to wipe out the Hadu tribe at that time.

Eric worried because of this. The Kingdom’s style of conduct had become increasingly brutal in recent years. Max could fully understand why Eric was so worried; he also hoped the tribe could become stronger and stronger.

Although he had condensed a beast core now, the Kingdom had so many warriors. He was far from reaching the divine rank; one person ultimately couldn’t protect the whole tribe.

In this situation, whether out of sympathy or for himself, he couldn’t let Doan succeed; otherwise, it would be a hidden danger in the future.

But now, saving the Black Wolf people was also trouble. Doan, this cruel and vicious Golden Lion, if he held a grudge against the Snow Wolf people because of this, wouldn’t Max have left a seed of disaster for the Snow Wolf Tribe?

The Land of Extreme Cold...

A cruel smile bloomed at the corner of Max’s mouth.

"The Black Wolf people have left; why haven’t you put the Elder down yet!"

"You alone, no matter how strong, can you match thousands of us beastmen?"

Two people who looked like Doan’s trusted aides, Golden Lion tribesmen, looked at Max warily, then looked at Elder Doan whose life was uncertain, and roared.

"If you want your Elder, then follow me."

Before the words fell, Max’s figure rushed out like a silver bolt of lightning.

"Catch him!" The Golden Lion tribesman shouted loudly, leading the other beastmen to enthusiastically follow the Snow Wolf’s steps.

If Max ran with all his might, these beastmen simply couldn’t catch up, unable to even detect his existence. But now he seemed to be deliberately playing with this group of beastmen, occasionally even slowing down.

Even so, in the blink of an eye, a group of beastmen had moved over ten miles, startling many magical beasts along the way. Seeing so many beastmen, magical beasts large and small scattered and fled.

Doan had fainted from the intense pain. Max even had time to find a tree branch, pierce it through Doan’s wound, and hang him up like roast meat while he held the other end in his mouth. Doan just dangled from the tree branch.

Max had no sympathy whatsoever for this Golden Lion tribesman. If not for using Doan as bait, he would have taken his life long ago.

Beastmen who acted against children and their own kin didn’t deserve to live.

During this period, the suppressed feelings and anger because his partner was snatched by Arthur were all released here. Max played with a group of beastmen; Doan was bait for the beastmen, and also bait for magical beasts.

He deliberately retracted most of his aura. Along the way, magical beasts with low strength fled, while high-level magical beasts smelled the scent of blood. Overly stimulated in their bestial nature, they roared and rushed over, all of whom were circled back by Max and led into the group of beastmen.

Thousands of beastmen naturally wouldn’t fear a few level-four or five magical beasts. Their steps only paused slightly, and they chased even more angrily.

Max’s goal was naturally not just to simply slow down the beastmen’s steps. With his current strength, escaping from this group of beastmen was basically trivial.

The Land of Extreme Cold had a vast territory, but due to the harsh weather, the number of surviving magical beasts wasn’t as high as outside. However, conversely, the magical beasts here were also stronger.

Not encountering the desired target for a long time, Max felt a bit irritable in his heart.

He didn’t want to waste any more time; his partner was still waiting for him. Thinking of this, Max immediately increased his speed.

The beastmen behind fell further and further behind. Max didn’t bother to glance at them. Finally, by an icy lake, he discovered his target.

A Giant Frost Bear was sleeping soundly by the lake. It seemed its strength was at least level seven. If Max hadn’t condensed a beast core now and his strength skyrocketed, fear he would have been discovered the moment he stepped into its territory.

Max didn’t want to hide either. He unhesitatingly gave Doan a swipe. The blood flowing from the wounds on Doan’s body had lessened a lot, but this strike added several deep gashes on his back. Blood gushed out, dripping onto the Giant Frost Bear’s nose.

Standing on a large tree beside the bear, Max was able to move Doan towards the bear’s mouth. The blood congealed midway and fell right into the bear’s mouth.

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