Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King.

Chapter 380 "King" Anriel, Bronze Axe, Minotaur
On this vast and boundless grassland.

There are a total of 12 tribes, each ruled by a lion-man tribe, while the more numerous gnolls are completely subservient to the lion-man tribe.

It's similar to the hierarchical relationship between goblins and big goblins.

The strongest of these 12 tribes is the Val tribe, also known as the "Red-haired," whose supreme ruler is "King" Anriel Putikos Val.

Due to its nomadic political system and unique hunting culture, its overall level of civilization was relatively low, especially when compared with that of humans in terms of comprehensive strength.

In terms of pure force.

Lion-men and gnoll-men are born warriors and guerrillas as soon as they reach adulthood, without any training. This is an advantage of the demi-human race.

Lake Lacojas.

It is the largest lake on this grassland and the stronghold of the "Red-haired" Var tribe. This lake not only provides abundant water and food,
Near the shore of Dongfang Lake lies a rock salt field that stretches to an unknown depth underground, one of the greatest treasures of the entire tribe.

Relying on this rock salt land, the Val tribe mined and refined edible salt, which became an important way for them to influence other tribes and acquire wealth.

"King" Anriel lay reclining on a thick animal skin blanket. He was over 50 years old, not old, but no longer young.

The once vibrant red sideburns on his cheeks are now withered and yellow at the ends, just as his ambition is gradually fading.

"King~"

A captivatingly soft voice sounded from beside me.

"King" Anriel opened his mouth, and a plump grape was gently placed between his teeth, its sweet and sour taste spreading on his tongue.

"Hahaha." "King" Anriel let out a delighted laugh.

Reaching out to embrace the newly recruited concubine, one of the 57 newest women, the softness of her skin made "King" Anriel squint his eyes slightly.

The male and female lions are very easy to distinguish; all the males have wild sideburns, while the females only have relatively soft hair on the back of their heads.

When I was young.

"King" Anriel prefers strong lionesses. He didn't understand his father's quirk at first, but now he finally understands that delicate lionesses are more comforting.

"What about the other tribes?"

"King," Anriel said softly, his eyes half-closed.

"Your Majesty, the Third Tribe and the Seventh Tribe are currently having some disputes, but the number of people they have mobilized is kept below twenty."

Beneath the large tent, decorated in a wild and unrestrained style, an older lion-man responded respectfully in a soft voice:
Other tribes were relatively safe and sound.

Peace and tranquility prevailed...

Upon hearing these four words...

In the half-closed eyes of "King" Anriel, a certain ambition and vigilance flickered. He opened his mouth and immediately placed a grape from the concubine's hand.

The Val tribe is the most powerful of the 12 tribes, while the other tribes, though weaker, should not be underestimated.

Especially in recent decades, the conflicts between tribes have significantly decreased, which has made "King" Anriel feel somewhat uneasy.

There is a saying among the Lionmen: "A Lionman who licks his wounds is more dangerous than a Lionman who roars."

"King" Anriel chewed on a grape, lost in thought, and the air grew quiet.

He had a vague feeling that other tribes were accumulating strength, and perhaps they would challenge the great Val tribe in the future.

"Is it necessary to provoke a greater conflict between the Third Tribe and the Seventh Tribe?"

"King" Anriel pondered silently, unable to make a decision easily.

Just like the grapes he liked to eat, this sweet and sour fruit was an important product of the Seventh Tribe's territory, but the land of the Val tribe was not suitable for growing them.

If you want to eat more, you have to pay more.

Nothing more...

"King" Anriel withdrew his thoughts. The current state of peace among the various races was quite good, and there was no need to break this balance.

As a "monarch"!
As long as he was alive, no tribe dared to make any moves.

"King" Anriel continued to open his mouth, and the 57th concubine hurriedly offered to feed him. Although the sweet and sour taste was good, she still preferred to eat meat.

It is rumored that the meat of humans is the most delicious.

pity.

There are no human beings on this vast grassland. It is said that a group of humans once ruled this land.

But they've already been eaten up.

In the heart of "King" Anriel, there was some resentment towards the previous kings and his fathers, wondering why they didn't raise some.

bang——

A loud bang and screams came clearly from outside the tent.

"King" Anriel suddenly opened his eyes, his red sideburns trembled, and an aura of authority and power emanated from his body.

wow-

Accompanied by a series of hurried footsteps, a lion-man guard dressed in leather armor rushed in nervously from outside.

"king!"

"An unknown enemy has suddenly invaded the depths of the tribe," the lion-man guard reported, both shocked and furious.

"Ok?"

"King" Anriel's eyes showed surprise.

Who is it?

Which tribe dares to attack their Val tribe?

outside world.

The situation was now in complete chaos.

Large numbers of lion-man warriors and gnoll soldiers are rushing in from all directions toward the location where the melee and screams are taking place.

When they arrived at the enemy's location, everyone was stunned, thinking they had been attacked by a large number of enemies.

There were only two enemies!

No... to be precise, it should be one person and one beast.

Standing at approximately 2.3 meters tall, with a robust physique, a pair of black bull horns on his head, and bronze-colored, strong muscles and skin, he exudes a calm yet fierce aura.

This is a minotaur!

The most striking feature was the opponent's left arm, which was covered in a bronze-rust-green metallic texture. It was a bronze arm, and in its hand, it held a giant axe with a handle that was half the height of a person.

The other party was riding a fiery red lizard, nearly 5 meters long, with its skin covered in rough red spots of various sizes.

now.

The man and the beast were rampaging through the encirclement of gnolls, and no one could stop their advance.

Rank 5 Monster Summoning —

Bronze Axe Minotaur (Level 35)!
Flame Tongue Lizard (Level 35)!
Above the sky.

Tang Zheng used the "Flight" magic to hover high in the air, while simultaneously activating "Ninjutsu: Concealment" to make himself invisible.

After arriving at the territory of the Val tribe, Tang Zheng did not immediately rush in to investigate, after all, they were the most powerful tribe on the entire grassland.

No one can be sure what hidden forces or arrangements are involved.

and so.

Tang Zheng used "Warcraft Summoning," a skill he rarely used, to test the waters.

Both the Bronze Axe Minotaur and the Flame Tongue Lizard possess the strength of the Heroic Realm, making them a perfect means of testing the waters.

As for the issue of summoning two monsters at the same time?
The fifth-tier skill, "Papermaking," can produce 150 sheets of fifth-tier paper. 20 sheets can be used to make one scroll, and seven fifth-tier magic scrolls can be easily created.

These two monsters were summoned using a scroll.

"what!!"

"Tauren?"

"Help!"

"...!" The minotaur rode his Flame Tongue Lizard, rampaging through the enemy ranks, not wasting any more time with the gnolls trying to stop him.

They rushed swiftly toward the location of "King" Anriel, their objective clearly defined.

"Stop him! His target is the king!" A furious, high-pitched roar came from the crowd in the distance.

With the issuance of this order.

One after another, agile jackals, using their strong lower limbs to run, surrounded them.

"Roar!"

The bronze axe-wielding minotaur roared as he looked at the gnolls who formed a human wall in front of him, and hurled his bronze axe with a flash.

"Bronze Throwing"!
Swish!
The bronze axe spun rapidly in mid-air, its sharp blade like a meat grinder, leaving no chance for the gnolls to stop it.

Blood shot into the sky and bloomed!
The bronze axe flew dozens of meters away, creating paths made of flesh and blood, and then hovered in mid-air before flying back into the minotaur's hand.

"Sigh~"

The Flame Tongue Lizard flicked its fiery red tongue, its four thick, short legs moving nimbly as its heavy body carried the minotaur, charging forward over the corpses.

With a single axe stroke.

The deaths of fifty or sixty gnolls stunned the crowd that had gathered from all directions.

Such terrifying strength clearly exceeded the expectations of all the gnolls and lionmen present!

"A bunch of trash!"

A roar erupted from the crowd in the distance, and several gnolls were instantly blasted away. A red figure rushed out swiftly: "Get the hell out of my way!"

This is a strong lion-man, also wielding a giant axe and wearing leather armor.

Because the "Reseld" tribal nation is relatively lacking in minerals and craftsmen, armor that requires a large amount of metal is very rare.

"It's 'Blood Axe' Orgrimmar!" came an excited voice.

The crowd, who had been stunned by the overwhelming power displayed by the bronze axe-wielding minotaur, regained their expectant expressions.

Which neighboring country are you from?

"How dare you attack the great Val tribe! You are declaring war on us!"

"Blood Axe" Orgrimmar, wielding his axe in one hand, ran while roaring, his red mane flying through the air, exuding arrogance and dominance.
"Arrogant minotaur, I'll cut your head off and use your skull to grind into toothpicks!"

Bang!
The ground shook.

"Bone-Shattering Slash!"

"Blood Axe" Aug stomped his feet on the ground and leaped high into the air. The rough, massive axe in his hand, carrying his powerful figure, moved like a falling meteorite, slashing fiercely.

The axe blade sliced ​​through the air, creating a gust of air!
The bronze axe-wielding minotaur raises its head, its bronze arm slightly raised as it swings upward to chop.

Boom!
The blades of two heavy weapons clashed, creating a deafening explosion in the air and instantly producing dazzling sparks.

The air surges.

"What a strength."

"Blood Axe" Augger's face suddenly turned red, and his body flew backward in mid-air. After landing, he took four or five steps back before regaining his balance.

"Bronze Throwing"

The bronze axe-wielding minotaur's cold face remained unchanged as he once again hurled his blue-headed axe towards the enemy.

boom!
A hissing sound pierced the air.

"Blood Axe" Aug hadn't caught his breath when he saw the flying axe. His expression changed, and he quickly raised his giant axe to block it.

There was a "bang" sound.

A fierce, immense force surged through his arm.

"Ah, ah-"

"Blood Axe" Aug's eyes widened in horror as he screamed and was blasted away again.

And when the Minotaur with the bronze axe throws the axe again...

A figure hidden in the crowd suddenly darted out, like a hunter who had been waiting for a long time, and appeared behind the bronze axe minotaur.

"Mobile ambush!"

This was a slender gnoll, a full head taller than the average gnoll, resembling an assassin.
when!
A crisp metallic clang rang out.

The dagger in the gnoll's hand pierced the heart of the bronze axe-wielding minotaur in the back, but was stuck after penetrating about an inch.

A firm response.

The gnoll was somewhat stunned, seemingly surprised that the other's body was as hard as stone.

"The Bronze Axe Minotaur is a monster with a relatively simple attack pattern. As the prefix 'Bronze' suggests, it has metal-like skin defense."

Among summons of the same level, it is considered a fairly competent tank.

"Tail strike"

"hiss--"

The Flame Tongue Lizard swung its tail, sending the gnoll assassin flying.

In a short time, two powerful warriors from the Val tribe were easily defeated, and a sense of panic permeated the crowd.

now!

"King" Anriel, dressed in a majestic red cloak, appeared at the edge of the battlefield, staring at the scene ahead with a grim expression.

"Tauren?"

"King" Anriel's eyes widened in surprise. He had initially thought it was an attack by another tribe, but it turned out to be the minotaurs, an invading race.

What exactly is going on?

What "King" Anriel finds most incomprehensible now is how the other party suddenly appeared in the heart of the tribe.

"Old priest, I'm in trouble with you. It would be best to capture the enemy alive."

"King" Anriel's eyes were solemn as he turned to the lion priest beside him, whose body was covered with various runes, whose head was adorned with rock ornaments, and whose face was painted with white patterns, and gave him instructions.

"Yes, King."

The lion priest nodded respectfully and strode forward. When he took his third step, his normal steps turned into a leaping motion.

When, when, when!
slam-la-

The ornaments on the lion priest's body clanged together, producing a dense series of soft sounds that merged into an eerie sound wave.

"Awooooo—Awooooo—"

The lion-man priest opened his mouth and made a strange sound, pulling out a slender hand bone with his right hand, which looked like a gnoll bone.

"Blessings from the Ancestral Spirits"

An invisible magical fluctuation spread out.

Wherever they went, the originally murky or sickly green eyes of the jackals gradually turned into a frenzied crimson.

"oh!!"

"Oh, oh, oh!"

Unreasonable roars echoed through the air.

All the gnolls charged madly at the bronze axe-wielding minotaur.

midair.

"Is it a shaman class?" Tang Zheng crossed his arms and looked at the information that appeared on the attribute panel with a calm expression.

"Blood Axe" Orgrimmar, the gnoll assassin, the lion priest, and who else but "King" Anriel!

"Of the four heroes who have entered, we only gathered information on three before. Has one of them been hiding all along?"

Tang Zheng's gaze swept over the figures below, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes: "A single tribe has four heroes at the Heroic Domain level. I've underestimated these demi-humans."

(End of this chapter)