Chapter 24 - Clash Of The Strong (1/2)
Merina swept the gorgon off her feet, tripping her before stabbing her spear ruthlessly into her lithe body. Gorgon blue blood gushed out, seeping into the dull red cement.
Versailles watched with indifferent eyes as creatures fell one after the other. However, it was a completely different matter for the fledglings who had never left the snake abode before.
They had never witnessed such an indiscriminate massacre where living creatures were treated like flame bugs and flies halving half the Nar realm races without care. As more and more races fell, their hearts chilled with the fright.
”This is complete slaughter.” They thought as they looked at one another.
If they had not been part of the Snake clan, with their lowly abilities, they might be the ones laying dead on the ground right now, feeding the crimson cement with their fresh blood.
The gorgons and merfolks exchanged blows after blows until both sides' numbers were reduced to half their original.
But neither race dared to target the Snake clan.
Similar scenes were unfolding in the other five arenas. The groups and tribes targeted one another but steered clear of the clans.
Because if they targeted the clans, they had to ensure that they were the winners. Which was only possible if all the groups and tribes joined forces to take them down together. Otherwise, they would only be inviting their own doom.
For the races, joining hands for a split moment in the middle of a battle for their own benefit was possible.
However, joining forces long enough to take down a clan was an impossible matter, as in the Nar realm, survival meant each person looking out for themselves and each individual trusting in no one but themselves.
As such, even though the other groups and tribes were numerous and had a greater advantage in number and total abilities, they could not believe in others outside their race long enough to take down a clan together and rise in their stead. Hence, a situation was created where they steered clear of the clans while targeting only one another.
Bang!
Thud!
”Kill them all! Wipe them out, then it will be our tribe's turn to rise!”
”Do not hold back! The survival of our tribe depends on us!”
”Go! Kill them all!”
”Wipe them out! Our group will be among the new ranking!”
”Go slaughter them! For our tribe!”
After cleaving out the weak groups and tribes, the remaining races focused on their final competitors.
The ogres and giants, iirifeys and sirens, minotaurs and succubus, pegumen and unimen, minimen and selkies, and the merfolk and gorgons clashed against one another. The shrieks and growls increased as more and more bodies fell.