Chapter 862: What is He Thinking? (2/2)
”Boss Whack, please spare me. I already gave you all my belongings.” The pleading voice of a cultivator resounded from behind as his pummelled figure landed on the ground. He wriggled, trying to get up, only for him to fail as his limbs had been twisted beyond measure. He was just gritting through sheer desire to live.
”Sure.” Whack smiled in response, motioning for his underlings to set the cultivator free. Unfortunately, it was of no use. His limbs were twisted. He also lacked Godly Energy to use, having been drained of everything in his previous conflict.
He was placed at the foot of the rock pillar, unharmed as the bandit group moved away. Upon seeing their backs, the cultivator was relieved that he was alive, and they hadn't gone back on their words. But this thought soon disappeared as he felt utter despair.
He was unable to move, nor did he have any belongings with him. He was left to starve to death in the place he was in. It was even more cruel and vicious than going back on their words and killing him. The cultivator cursed the bandit boss, Whack, for a long time until his voice turned hoarse, gradually becoming faint. The sounds of sobbing continued after that.
”Boss Whack, we're ready to ambush. They would have to stop at the blockade we've set up. Before they finish making a path, we would arrive at that area,” one of the bandit underlings uttered, turning into a four-legged demon beast. It looked like a mix between a horse and a reptile, suitable for a person to ride on its back.
The baby cultivator on Whack's shoulder cackled as it replied, ”It's been a long time since we've gotten such nice prey. Ahh, that time when I ripped and devoured the flesh of a God Trial Realm cultivator, that was pure ecstasy. I need some high-quality prey! I need it! I need it!”
”Let's make do with what we have now, Hack.” Whack patted the baby's head, seating himself on the four-legged demon beast, motioning for it to give chase. Whack then shouted, ”We've got another prey, idiots!”
”Yeah!” Hundreds of bandits then followed after Whack on their respective demon beasts, their appearances similar to the one Whack rode on. The ground thumped at their rhythmic running as the bandit group moved.
Peering through a telescope was a tall lady, looking like she was from the same demon beast race as Xula. She noticed the movements of Whack's bandit group, shouting at her group in response, ”It seems Whack has managed to find some really good prey this time. Let's grab them first before they can.”
”Yeah!” Followed by raucous cheers, her bandit groups too gave chase.
Seated in the carriage's balcony, Krune felt his heart thump faster and faster all of a sudden as he felt a trace of the Calamity Laws for an instant. With that, he sprang to his feet in shock, alerting the Silver-Winged Mouse couple.
Krune looked around, failing to find anything apart from the rock pillars that occasionally appeared. The place was eerily quiet, except for the sounds of the Zenith Pluggers running. Krune was unable to see any signs of activity, but he could feel the thumping of his heart intensify.
”Get ready, guys. Something bad is about to happen,” Krune frowned as he warned them. He then climbed up the carriage with a bit of help from Vardin before dashing towards the end of the caravan, jumping on the balcony of the carriage where Xula was staying with her team.
The four mercenary teams were arranged in sequential order. The strongest of the Mercenary Teams, the E Rank Mercenary Team, Ink Sword, was stationed next to the first carriage where Trivar stayed. Ink Sword had a total of 10 mercenaries, two of which were in the God Core Realm while the rest were in the Eighth and Ninth Stage of the God Foundation Realm.
It was followed by the F Rank Mercenary Team, Razor Claw that had four mercenaries. Their leader, Zactuc, was in the Ninth Stage of the God Foundation Realm, while the rest of his members ranged from Seventh to Eighth Stage of the God Foundation Realm.
The third one was Krune's Mercenary Team, Winged Wasps, while the last team was Xula's Mercenary team, Plotted Heels. They consisted of five members, all of which were at the Ninth Stage of the God Foundation Realm.
”Krune?” Xula frowned, slightly surprised as she noticed Krune jump into her balcony. She had no reason to despise him now, especially after seeing his competence in the Falling Boulders Precipice. The five carriages he protected remained unharmed until the end. Sure, it did suffer some damage, but it wasn't beyond repair.
Just that alone made him worthy of respect in her mind. Xula gazed at Krune, seeing his team members jump into the balcony after him before asking, ”Did something happen?”
”Don't scatter, no matter the reason,” Krune nodded as he warned her. ”I have a feeling that something terrible's going to happen. My senses are sharper than the rest, so I can feel it in advance. It's best to stay as a group and act accordingly.”
He then transmitted a message to her mind, ”Seeing Trivar's expression at the loss of goods, they shouldn't have been expensive. No merchant would behave so nonchalant at losing three-fourths of his goods. I think most of the carriages are filled with dummy goods.”
”So, you feel the same, then,” Xula nodded as she said in response. ”To be honest with you, I also felt something was off from the start. I don't understand what Trivar's even planning at this point.”