Chapter 1265 - On the Eve of the Beast Tide (2/2)

The first lizardman who stood up whispered. It then hissed and twitched its nostrils to smell the changes of scents as well as temperature in the air.

The second lizardman who stood up stretched its neck. The dark blue wrinkles under its neck flowed with a magic glow, and the weapon in its hand was not an obsidian spear, but a stick made of animal bones. This lizard was a shaman. Its superficial and almost instinctual skills of magic were childish and ridiculous in the eyes of the human wizards but were commendable among the lizard tribe.

The lizard shaman focused his energy and summoned an eagle-eye spell for himself. It carefully observed the human territory opposite the forest, and said with a hissing sound, “There is a plume of smoke rising from the back of the wall. The wall has collapsed. The human city has fallen.”

The other lizard soldiers began to hiss.

“Probably it happened many days ago.”

“Smoke is still billowing, probably not long ago, about three days.”

“Humans have probably abandoned the city and ran to the north.”

“But maybe humans on horseback there. Those humans are violent and not afraid of monsters.”

“Those humans have also run away. They need to have a city to be active, but now their city is gone.”

“Should we go to check it out?”

“No, the Alpha only ordered us to check things out at the border of the forest,” the lizard shaman interrupted the soldiers’ conversation. “And the new leader has said that the amulet may lose its power if we go too far.”

The other lizards immediately quieted down and looked at the amulet hanging under the shaman’s neck in awe.

It was a rough handicraft made of a stiff leather rope, two colored stone beads, a feather and a small coat of wolf fur. But the only thing that worked was the white wolf fur, which came from the tail of the alpha.

The wolf fur emitted a faint glow in the dark, but it was enough to keep the forces of Chaos in the surroundings at bay. The lizard soldiers could move freely in the dark forest, which the Chaos had infested and distorted, with this powerful magical object.

The magic knowledge of the lizardmen was rudimentary. The amulet the shaman wore was already a potent magic item. If their intelligence were any higher, they might even treat this amulet as divine and include it as part of their myths and legends.

The storm of Chaos that landed in the southern part of the Ansu continent had crossed the migratory army of the alpha, transforming the entire southern forest into a distorted black forest. Sixty percent of the forest’s creatures had died or turned into chaotic minions, leaving the rest hid in the underground, waiting for the tide of Chaos to end. But over 70 % of these survivors in the underground would also die soon. Few could survive the tide of Chaos.

The storm of Chaos had ravaged the human city a few days ago. It seemed that even the most secure human fortress could not stand more than a few days under the rage of the storm of Chaos.

The lizard shaman saw the destruction; fear rose in it. But it also felt grateful.

Under the pressure of the alpha, the lizard tribe chose to surrender and became a member of the massive beast legion. The surrender proved to be entirely wise: they had lived to this day.

“Go back, report to Alpha.” The lizardman’s yellow eyes turned, and it walked towards the forest. “The human city is gone.”