460 Hunting the Demon Tiger (1/2)

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

The Sand Howl Tiger was obviously heading toward their party, after they had just infiltrated the demon beasts' territory. Its large, glistening, green eyes could be seen from a good distance away, and the sand drifting in the wind was unable to conceal its menacing gaze!

At the Dongting Lake area, they had first stumbled into a bunch of idiotic Giant Lizards which were only Servant-class. However, the Dunhuang region was truly intimidating; they had already encountered a Warrior-level creature after just stepping out of the safe zone!

If the density of Warrior-level creatures was so high, wouldn't the Servant-class creatures have trouble surviving here?

”It's hungry, and irascible. It will be difficult to comfort it, but it feels like it's in pain, maybe it's injured somewhere,” said Xinxia who was sitting on the Swift Star Wolf and glancing at the Sand Howl Tiger alertly.

Xinxia had not faced a demon beast since the incident at Bo City. Her expression was not as calm as the others, but since her secondary Element was Psychic, she should be able to get used to it fairly quickly compared to others!

”It means we can't skip the battle, draw your swords!” Likewise, Mo Fan was irascible, too.

It was his first time bringing his beloved Xinxia on a tour, so it was time to show her his capabilities, too.

To everyone's surprise, Zhang Xiaohou was more impetuous than Mo Fan, and was already charging forward since both his Elements had movement spells. He could not wait to face a member of the infamous Sand Tiger Horde.

”Damn, where did you find this kid? How ballsy is he?!” cursed Zhao Manyan.

Other Magicians would most likely shit their pants when they saw a Warrior-level creature. He had never seen anyone rushing up like Zhang Xiaohou, or at least he would not dare to do the same himself!

”Fight at will, but keep an eye out for the blood sweat its body will excrete when the situation is grim. It's the sign that the beast is about to go berserk. Don't die to its attempting one last attack!” Lingling reminded them.

Zhang Xiaohou was the perfect example of someone impatient to fight. As a matter of fact, he was somewhat influenced by Mo Fan's personality: completely fearless, and smart with little tricks, yet not so intelligent overall.

He charged at the Sand Howl Tiger with a roar, even though they were only fifty meters apart.

The menacing-looking Sand Howl Tiger was around four meters long and had high shoulders, as if the bones were poking out from its skin.

Its limbs were a lot stronger than the Swift Star Wolf, and its claws were sharp and powerful. A fierce head covered in sand-colored hair leaned forward.

The Sand Howl Tiger glared at Zhang Xiaohou. Its gaze seemed to be flickering with a hint of doubt.

Perhaps the Sand Howl Tiger had been hunting its prey around this area for many years, yet it had never seen a human racing toward it excitedly. Shouldn't he be running for his life instead?