450 Mine To Bear! (1/2)
Like the Great Wall, a similar situation was occurring to the low-rank beast tribe.
Millions of Wingrats roamed the plains and swarmed the tribe suddenly after a section of the earth collapsed, exposing the underground world underneath.
Boom!
A powerful tail swept away hundreds of frenzied Wingrats before they could draw close to Skysilver, the Beast King of the Skysilver Tribe.
The Rank 1 Transcendent Iron-tailed Wolf stood proudly on the top of its hill, gazing into the distant west while tides of rats surrounded its tribe.
Skysilver simply paid no attention to the nearby rats attacking it.
Its three iron tails formed an impregnable line of defense that cannot be breached. No matter how hard the Wingrats try to cross the line, they were swept away all the same.
The Wingrats was incapable of harming the beast king.
Even so, the same cannot be said for the rest of the Skysilver Tribe.
The tribe's defensive line was easily breached with the Wingrats swarming in from the sky with a single great leap!
The weaker beasts were immediately drowned in the endless tide of rats, while the stronger beasts put up better resistance.
Nevertheless, it was a matter of time before they were overwhelmed by the endless tide of rats! The Wingrats continued pouring into the tribe like a plague of death, laying waste everywhere they went.
”My king, the vermin aren't strong, but their teeth are sharp, and their numbers are too overwhelming! At this rate, the tribe will not last! Please lead us, my king!” A Birdman arrived and cried after scouting the tribe's situation from above.
Perhaps the Birdman drew too close to the ground, but it immediately attracted hundreds of Wingrats that lunged at it!
In a short instance, it was pulled down from the sky and swarmed by the Wingrats!
”Arghhh! Save me, my king!” The Birdman wailed while get gnawed by countless Wingrats.
Awooo!
Skysilver issued an earthshaking howl, generating a powerful sound wave that shook the earth and blew away all the Wingrats!
”Thank you, my king!” The Birdman said, coughing up blood.
In a short instance, it had lost many bite-size chunks of its body, and its wings were both ruined with white feathers scattered everywhere.
Only a high-quality healing medicine would be able to save its life, but such thing was non-existent within the low-rank beast tribe.
In other words, it was doomed to die. Even if it managed to survive somehow, it was no longer able to fly.
Such a life was cruel to a creature of the sky.
Skysilver glanced at the Birdman indifferently while its three iron tails continue to sweep away all the attacking Wingrats in their surroundings.
”You should know your body's situation. Any last words you would like to say?” Skysilver asked.
While laying weakly on the ground, it struggled to tilt its head and glance at its bloodied mess of a body.
”Please make it quick.” The Birdman said sadly.
Skysilver nodded.
”Have a pleasant journey to the afterlife,” Skysilver said before stomping the Birdman with its large paws.
Boom!
The earth shattered, flattening the Birdman to death in the process.
It was an instant kill.
Afterward, Skysilver turned its gaze to observe the state of its tribe. It was complete chaos without any chains of command.
It was every beast for themselves.
The swarming sea of rats simply gave them no chance to gather and unite their strength in resistance!
Any attempts to do so would leave openings in the beasts' defenses, causing them to be quickly overwhelmed and killed by the rats!
Roar!
Suddenly, a strong twin-tailed white fox howled in a frenzied manner! Its red eyes flashed with madness before it charged into the sea of rats and tore at the rats with its sharp claws and fangs!
Roar! Roar! Roar!
Shortly after, numerous strong beasts started exhibiting signs of madness, going berserk and tearing the rats to pieces in a similar fashion!
In fact, the beasts that used their mouths and fangs to slaughter the rats all quickly went berserk!
Skysilver observed everything happening and knew that it was the end of its tribe. Nothing can be done to salvage this situation.
”What are your orders, my king? What should we do?” Another Birdman asked loudly from high in the sky, too afraid to get close to the ground.
300 bird-type beasts and beastkins wore lost expressions as they also hovered high in the sky and overlooked the chaos within the tribe.
Skysilver glanced up and said, ”The Skysilver Tribe is finished! All of you, leave this place! Go find another home to settle down!
”What about you, my king?!”