Chapter 895: Challenge (1/2)
Midnight, there is another meeting held within the residence Watt was currently placed.
There are a bunch of dead bodies and some injured people sitting beside them.
They are the result of the Specter's actions, he just possessed a weaker guy in the group and sneak attacked someone before getting out of his body.
And the hot blooded barbarians just took care of the rest without even thinking. They just couldn't control themselves when someone tried to kill them.
But that is not the only thing they are worried about. Currently, Watt is holding a wine jar by his teeth as he slowly drank into it.
His body is healing rapidly.
He drank the whole wine jar and finally opened his mouth as he took some deep breaths.
”Guys, can you be anymore inconsiderate of your guest. You could have helped me with the drink you know. My teeth are hurting a bit.”
He said that so casually as if he is really a guest there.
That wine jar was delivered here by the shadow mouse when the Specter is causing all the commotion in their camps.
There is no way they would have expected to Sam not only somehow kill some of their guys, but also give a jar of wine which helped his friend heal the injuries.
This is like a giant pulsating middle-finger standing right in their faces.
All their bragging about their pride of being some kind of superior battle race, this is just stupid.
The embarrassing turned into rage and everyone wanted to kill Sam right at that moment, but what can they do? They have to find the guy first, if they want to do anything about him.
The young head brother who is holding his spear and looking at the whole scenario, felt extremely frustrated.
He ran out of the residence and moved towards the entrance of the city.
The young chief hurriedly followed him.
”Stop, Druv, stop. Where are you going?”
”I am going to kill that guy.”
”Are you an idiot? Get back to the camp now. We have to think before we act.”
”Think? You are wrong brother. We are barbarians, the Kala Tribe. We are Savages. Thinking was never our forte. We are born to fight and fight shall we.”
The young head followed him silently. He couldn't persuade, at least he should be with him and help him stop doing anything stupid.
Both of them ran out of the city and outside the city gate, Druv took a deep breath and yelled at the top of his lungs. A scream that could travel for miles.
”Sam, I know you are hiding somewhere out there like a rat. Killing my men like a coward. If you are man come and fight me right here, right now.
Stop trying to fear monger our people and fight hand to hand like a man. Otherwise get the fuck out of my realm.”
Sam who is in the mountain cave nearby could actually hear this and he was genuinely surprised by the scream.
But the surprise turned into chuckle.
Generally he would have just let it go. He doesn't care about some juvenile provocation. But this time, the whole thing is a lot more personal than it should have been and he really wants to have so fun, so he decided to go and meet him.
He went on harbinger and soon he is hovering over as he looked down on the two brothers standing there.
”You have some guts after all.”
Druv said with gritted teeth as his aura raged. The young head looked at Sam carefully observed him. He wants to know what kind of person their enemy is. His methods are unconventional. Barbarians fought many wars with many races, but no race ever managed to create this sense of disturbance and fear in them like Sam did.
Sam jumped down and landed a few meters away from the duo and took out his reaper sword.
”I don't have too much time to waste. So let us just finish this. I have to go back and send you guys a few more presents.”
”Presents? That is just cowardly killing.”
”I don't care what you call it. You asked me to come here and here I am. If you want to kill me, this is the chance.”
By now the rest of the Astral Plane cultivators already started moving to the city gate.
But before they came the fight already started.
Sam's didn't use any of his elements this time. He really wants to see how a barbarian at a same cultivation level as him would do against him in terms of physical strength and pure warrior skills.