103: Chapter 103 Beast Tide? I don't know, I don't recognize it.

"Go!"

Tang Ningfei's shout startled Jiang Chen and the other team members awake.

She made a prompt decision, taking advantage of the chaotic gap where the two beast tides collided and tore at each other, leading everyone back to quickly pull away to a relatively safe distance.

After standing firm, she looked back at the center of the battlefield, her eyes full of shock.

At this moment, the two waves of beast tides were still constantly slaughtering each other.

The scene was chaotic and violent, with roars and the sound of impacts echoing incessantly.

Next, she saw Gu Changming cast his gaze over here.

That gaze first swept past Jiang Chen beside her—it might have been an illusion, but the other party's gaze paused for an extremely brief moment before looking at her.

Tang Ningfei suppressed the shock in her heart and raised her hand to point at the surging beast tide beneath Gu Changming's feet.

"You... where did you find these?"

She had just prepared herself mentally to die and hadn't expected anyone to come to the rescue at all, let alone in such an absurd way.

A beast tide... so many exotic beasts.

Gu Changming glanced at the swarm of beasts around him, then shrugged, his tone natural:

"I don't know, I don't recognize them."

Ah?

Tang Ningfei was stunned.

You charged in with these beast tides, and you say you don't know or recognize them?

...

Deep within the Crimson Flame Plain.

All the members of the Blazing Flame Tribe were closely following behind the out-of-control beast tide.

They were all lying flat on those huge Wind-Flame Steeds covered in dark red scales, rushing forward along with the herd.

Most adult warriors rode alone, while women, children, and the elderly rode together, tying themselves firmly to their mounts with thick, tough animal skin ropes.

The howling wind, carrying heat waves and dust, blew against their faces, but no one spoke.

They all knew that this was a critical moment concerning the survival of the entire tribe.

Karuge rushed at the very front, tightly clutching the mane behind his mount's neck, his eyes fixed on the black shadows of the beast tide in the distance.

Although his expression didn't change, his heart was far from as calm as it appeared on the surface.

The figure of Geer, the Tribe Priest, who remained alone in the tribal camp, constantly flashed through his mind at inopportune moments, making his chest ache with a dull pain.

"Chieftain."

The newly appointed priest, Karen, rode his mount and approached from the side and rear.

"The beast tide is about to surround us from all sides," Karen reported. "What should we do next?"

Karuge took a deep breath of the scorching air, forcibly suppressing his heavy thoughts.

"Have the tribe's shamans prepare to concentrate their power and cast a curse. The range must be wide, and the target should be locked onto all extra-dimensional humans appearing on the plain. Let them all die in the beast tide; don't let a single one escape."

They couldn't possibly give those humans a chance to survive; now, the more they could kill, the better.

If they were allowed to survive this beast tide, when the tribe crossed the passage to the new world, they would have to fight those surviving human powerhouses.

In that case, it would be better to take advantage of the beast tide's momentum to eliminate as many of them as possible here, weakening the opposing force. This way, when they reached the other side, the pressure would be significantly reduced.

"Understood." Karen nodded heavily, asking no further questions.

He suddenly pulled the reins; the Wind-Flame Steed beneath him let out a long neigh, slowed down, and quickly fell to the rear of the group.

...

The tribe's charge continued, the heavy thud of hooves and the whistle of the wind filling everyone's ears.

However, Karuge keenly sensed an anomaly ahead.

The roaring sound of the beast tide, which should have been rapidly advancing and devouring everything, seemed to... slow down.

The distance between the outline of that black wave and them seemed to be closing at an abnormal speed.

This was not normal. Logically, the distance between them should have remained constant.

It wasn't that they were accelerating, but that the beast tide itself had slowed down, or perhaps even... stopped?

This thought made Karuge's heart sink.

Just then, Karen desperately caught up from behind on his mount again.

His expression was frantic, and he seemed somewhat at a loss.

"Chieftain! Teacher... I've received a message from Teacher Geer!" Karen's voice was urgent. "He said... he said the beast tide ahead of us has been 'blocked' by something! He wants us to quickly investigate!"

"Blocked?" Karuge subconsciously repeated.

What kind of thing could block an out-of-control beast tide of this scale?

It was simply impossible!

Even if all the warriors of their three major tribes gathered together and formed the strongest formation, they would never dare to face such a torrent head-on.

They would only be instantly crushed and swallowed, without even making a splash.

Countless questions exploded in Karuge's mind, but there was no time for him to think slowly.

He made a quick decision, suddenly raising his right arm and making a gesture toward a huge black shadow circling in the sky.

At the same time, he said, "I'm going to the front to take a look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an exceptionally sturdy Flame Feather Vulture with a wingspan of nearly ten meters dove down.

Its talons precisely gripped the gaps in the armor on Karuge's raised arm, and with a sudden flap of its wings, it quickly carried Karuge into the air.

"Chieftain! Wait! I'm coming with you!"

Seeing this, Karen almost without thinking, at the moment the vulture was about to fully ascend, kicked off hard with his feet, leaped up, and narrowly grabbed the vulture's other talon.

The Flame Feather Vulture let out a dissatisfied screech and its body swayed, but it quickly stabilized its posture.

Then, it adjusted its direction and, carrying Karuge and Karen, quickly flew over the tribe's ranks toward the core of the roaring beast tide.

The distance closed rapidly, and the deafening roars, impacts, and sounds of bones shattering below became clearer and more terrifying.

When the two finally looked down at the front line of the beast tide from high above, the scene before them made them freeze completely, their breathing seemingly coming to a halt.

There was no scene of the beast tide sweeping through and overwhelming everything as expected.

On the ground below, two equally violent torrents of beast tides, like two prehistoric beasts gone mad, were crashing into each other head-on, brutally and without any finesse!

It was no longer simple running and trampling, but the most primitive and bloody slaughter.

The magical beasts in the front row turned into meat paste the moment they made contact, and those behind stepped on the corpses of their own kind to continue pouncing, blood splashing everywhere like fountains.

As far as the eye could see, there were only rolling, entangling, and frantically biting beast shadows.

The scale was so massive and the slaughter so tragic that it far exceeded anything they had ever seen in their lives.

"Where... where did this beast tide come from?" Karen murmured, lost in thought.

Karuge was also completely stunned, his mind a total blank.

In that other wave of the beast tide, he even saw many forms of magical beasts he had never seen before; they could not possibly be any known group from the Crimson Flame Plain.

Just then, Karuge's constricted pupils suddenly tightened, and his gaze was drawn to a figure in the chaotic battlefield.

At the rear of that strange beast tide, relatively near the center.

A figure stood quietly atop the head of a magical beast that looked like a Dragon-headed Giant Lizard.

Although the other party didn't make any moves, compared to the tragic scene of thousands of beasts slaughtering each other, he even appeared strangely composed... and it made Karuge incredibly furious.

"Die!"

With a roar, Karuge suddenly pulled out a Short-handled Throwing Axe hanging from his waist and hurled it at the other person's head.

He couldn't accept the absurd and cruel scene before him.

The destructive power they had sacrificed the old priest for, which carried all the tribe's hopes, how could it be blocked by such a human who seemed to be watching a play?