348 Crimsonfog Tribe (1/2)

While Darkmoon Tribe suffered moderate losses, and the Blackwind Tribe suffered disastrous losses, the Crimsonfog Tribe could be said to have suffered barely any losses at all during the Bone Calamity.

The 2 million-strong Bone Army was utterly decimated by them.

Although each tribe was similar in strength, this was only known on the surface. In truth, the Crimsonfog Tribe was the most mysterious of the three tribes.

This is due to their city's unique location that lies directly west of the Black Swamp's central region and north of Darkness Mountain Range.

Their tribe had the duty of guarding the Death Passage that led to the other side of Darkness Mountain Range and had the appearance of a black mountain after it was cleanly cleaved in half by some great power.

It was said that on the other side of Darkness Mountain Range lies the origin of demons and also the place most dense in Darkness Profound Energy. It was rich to the point that Darkness Profound Energy could be felt billowing out from the Death Passage.

At this moment, Crimsonfog City could not be seen from outside as it was hidden within an incomparably vast and dense fog of swirling blood mist.

This blood mist was generated by a specially constructed defensive formation, specifically built to protect the city from the Bone Calamity by obscuring vision and giving off false senses of vitality.

The Bone Army could not even get close to their city. The moment they stepped into the blood mist, their undead army was thrown into disarray and confusion before they were picked off one by one by the warriors of the Crimsonfog Tribe.

It was a complete one-sided victory.

Inside the blood mist, the tribe's warriors could be seen collecting bones as they clean up the battlefield and bring the bones back to the tribe to be processed.

The city was full of activity as the Crimsonfog Tribe prepped for a celebratory feast.

Knock! Knock!

A warrior stood outside of an office and knocked on the door, before a casual voice filled with vigor and majesty answered from inside, ”Come in.”

”Chief Baskara.” The warrior greeted before getting straight to the point. ”The Blackwind Tribe sends multiple distress signals. Are we just going to sit here and watch them fall to the Bone Calamity?”

”That is their own problem. No one asked them to be so greedy for treasures and settle their home so close to the Black Swamp. Perhaps, they are also the one to spark the Bone Calamity. I can only say that they have brought this upon themselves. If they are smart, they will abandon the city before taking too heavy a loss.” Chief Baskara began to speak.

”Y-Yes, Chief Baskara. I have misspoken.” The warrior kneeled in apology.

Chief Baskara nodded and said, ”Since you understand, then get up. A man should not kneel so readily, and as a warrior of Crimsonfog Tribe, you must always stand tall and proud.”

”Only to you, I kneel, Chief Baskara.” The warrior buttered up the Chief with a smile.

Chief Baskara turned a blind eye to the person's bootlicking and nonchalantly asked, ”Is that the only reason why you came to see me?”

”Err, yes, Chief.” The warrior scratched his head awkwardly.

”Then you can take your leave now.” Chief Baskara said coolly.

After the warrior complied and closed the door on his way out, Chief Baskara resumed inspecting an ancient scroll in his hand with the other hand behind his back.

If not for the bulging muscles and vigorous aura on his body, he would have given off the impression of a scholar in ancient times. That being said, he did not understand a single word on the ancient scroll.

Nevertheless, it did not stop him from being interested in the information recorded on the ancient scroll.

”Continue with your findings, Sonia.” Chief Baskara ordered.