Chapter 515 (2/2)

The Black Mage King said in disdain, “He’s in Demonic City right now. You Gray Robed Mages are useless without diabolic energy. If you head to Demonic City, you may just be rounded up and killed by him.”

“Hmph, I don’t need you to tell me that. Of course, we have our ways.”

“Then scram.”

…

In the extreme north of Miracle World, passing by the plains of the Steel Lion Kingdom and then passing by the Markecel Papal State, there was where the frosty country, Manjaar, was located.

Manjaar’s rule was unlike the governing structure that the Empire’s royal family used to reign over the regions which ruled over the cities. It was also unlike the Federation system the Mage Association had, the free and unrestricted style of the Steel Lion Kingdom, and the slavery system in the Sand Country. Additionally, it was even more different from the religion based Papal State.

Manjaar, a country that was located in the frost, continued to have a primitive tribal structure.

The Chief of all the tribes was called King Manjaar.

This generation’s King Manjaar was Netherwolf Zack, from the Frostwolf Tribe.

Right now, inside the Frostwolf Tribe, a silver-haired man was laying next to the bonfire, silently watching the meat grilling above the fire.

The silver-haired man appeared to be about 30 to 40 years of age. His skin was smooth, and he looked strong with a long and slender figure. Additionally, his eyes reflected endless vicissitudes of life.

Beside him was Manjaar’s strongest expert and the current King Manjaar, Netherwolf Zack who had attained Divine level over 20 years ago. He was on his knees, helping the silver-haired man grill his meat while wearing an extremely respectful expression.

Suddenly, the tent was opened, and a young man with short silver hair walked in, accompanied by a strong stench of blood. The smell seemed to have turned into something material, wanting to enter everyone’s noses.

Upon smelling this stench of blood, Netherwolf was almost on the verge of breakdown. He looked at the young man with short silver hair and asked, “What did you do?!”

The young man with short silver hair did not look at him but turned to the middle-aged man and said, “Master, I’ve killed all those who deserves to die.”

The middle-aged man nodded. Beside him, Zack shouted in fury, “Who are you guys?! Who on earth are you guys? Why are you bathing my Frostwolf Tribe in blood?!”

Right now, the unrivalled Netherwolf, who had ruled over the entire ice plains, was wearing an expression of despair and fury.

He had been happily enjoying a hunt with a few Elders and Priests when these two people descended before them.

The middle-aged man had not made a move. The young man was the only one who had attacked consecutively, defeating all of the Frostwolf Tribe’s Elders and Priests.

As the strongest expert of the ice plains, the Netherwolf had not been able to withstand a single punch.

With himself included, a total of three Divine level experts and over 20 warriors at level 29 had not even been able to withstand a mere greeting from the other party.

Hearing the Netherwolf’s howl, the silver-haired middle-aged man threw him a sideward glance and said, “When your Frostwolf Tribe engages in battles with other tribes, it’s a matter of survival of the fittest. Therefore, I won’t care about it.

“However, one month ago, after you guys defeated the Shadowwolf Tribe, you did not just massacre their warriors. You people even raped the women and children, killed the pregnant ladies, tortured the young girls, and even dug out the fetuses in the women’s stomachs, piercing them to death.

“The entire Shadowwolf Tribe was turned into a state of hell in the mortal world. This made me very unhappy.

“It made me… very upset.

“If you guys aren’t killed, I won’t be able to sleep tonight.”

The silver-haired middle-aged man shook his head and said, “Your actions lack tact.”