Seeing Dast fall, the Aztlan soldiers chasing after him suddenly became excited. Instead, Xuechipepe slowed down and stretched out his hand to signal these Aztlan soldiers to stop. He was afraid that this man would make some weird moves again, so he asked the soldiers to spread out, and slowly approached Dast with a two-wing encirclement posture.
Twenty steps...Fifteen steps...Ten steps...Dast seemed to be dead, without any reaction. Soon, Xue Qipeipe came to Dast's heel. Seeing that Dast still didn't move, he suddenly lifted Maquawit up high and slashed at his thigh joints - cutting off both legs. Not only will his feet not affect his subsequent interrogation, but it will also prevent this guy from escaping further, which is much more worry-free than being on guard.
Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, a water column suddenly lay between the legs of Maquawit and Dast. Xue Qipei's blow was not infused with magic power, but the water that was supposed to be gentle showed strong repulsion to the outside as it continuously rolled inside. The obsidian saw blade hit the water column, as if it was blocked by some hard weapon. Not only did it fail to split the water curtain, it actually knocked Xue Qipei back a step.
When he looked again, the water column had formed a wall of water in front of Dast. Soon, it expanded into a water cover, protecting Dast inside.
"The magic of the Black Spring Tribe?" Xue Qipei looked around and shouted, "Who is it? Come out!"
A middle-aged man wearing a leopard skin, carrying a dead wolf on his back, and holding a short spear appeared not far away. He looked like a hunter. Xue Qipeipei pointed Maquawit at him and shouted: "Are you from the Black Spring Tribe? Did the Black Spring Tribe organize this attack?"
The hunter did not answer Xue Qipei's question, but walked straight through the water cover and came to Dast's side. He turned Dast over and wiped his hand from his wound. A clear water ball appeared in his hand, cleaning Dast's wound:
"May the god of springs heal your body and soul."
This is a magic that Xue Qipeipei cannot fail to remember. He said in surprise: "The magic of the Poni people comes from the Rouquan tribe... No! Who are you?"
This hunter who can use the magic of both the Black Spring Tribe and the Rouquan Tribe at the same time is obviously beyond the scope of everyone's cognition. After a long time, a soldier whispered: "This seems to be the hunter who lives nearby alone. He lived there before we camped here."
"A hunter living nearby alone? No tribe? Living next to a military camp???"
Xue Qipei recited these words, and every time she read them, she became angrier.
"Yes, not long ago, this man brought a rabbit to my house as a guest. However, I have been waiting for him here for longer...well, it must have been three or four years."
The hunter patted Dust on the shoulder and stood up. Then, he suddenly and solemnly put the short spear in his hand on the ground and said:
"Master Querachiri asked me to take four people back, and the one lying down now is one of them. Aztlan, can you help me?"
"Quilaqili?"
"Yes, my name is Kuku." The hunter replied, "I am the chief disciple of Master Querakiri."
"Quilachiri..."
Xue Qipeipei subconsciously took a step back, but soon he stood up straight and asked: "Since Master Quelaqili is begging for mercy, it seems that I have to give it to you?"
The hunter put down the short spear in his hand, cupped his fists with both hands, and bowed slightly:
"Thank you, Master Querakiri will remember today's kindness."
Xue Qipei let out a "hum" and waved his hand to signal the soldiers to retreat. However, as soon as he turned around, he suddenly grabbed a throwing spear, turned around and threw it towards the water cover!
"This is an important prisoner, the matter is of great importance!" he shouted, "The Sun King asked to see Master Querakiri before, but the master didn't show mercy. Don't blame me for being rude this time!"
Although it was an ordinary throwing spear, Xue Qipei's throw was filled with a huge amount of magic power equivalent to the elf level. Before it touches the water cover, the air pressure squeezes and deforms the surface of the water cover. The moment the spear touched the water cover, the entire water cover was squeezed out of shape like a sponge. Xue Qipei's attack was far from over. He kept snatching the spears from the soldiers beside him and threw them towards the water cover one after another. Finally, the sixth spear touched the water cover. In an instant, the entire water cover shattered and poured to the ground like a heavy rain.
The hunter was soaked all over and was kneeling on the ground, gasping for air.
There was a sound of soldiers and horses behind Xue Qipeipei, and Tesosomok had already led people to approach here. With reinforcements, Xue Qipei is even more courageous!
"Master Quelaqiri's disciples are nothing more than that!" he said excitedly, "It seems like that Quelaqili is probably just a guy in name only!"
"ELBERITH!"
The hunter suddenly uttered an incantation with unknown meaning in his mouth. His voice was cadenced, like an officer giving orders to soldiers——
"The elements are crushed, the sky is shaking, the sea is retreating, the fire is extinguished, and the earth is trembling! In the name of Kuku, the chief disciple of Master Querakiri, Malbas, I summon you, please take human form immediately Appear before me without any mutilation or distortion!”
The torches in the soldiers' hands suddenly flickered violently, and then went out after a few seconds. The shadow of an even darker hand appeared in the darkness, and soon grew into a giant holding the sky and the earth!
In the darkness, only a holy and pure white light shone around the hunter.
"Marbas, I order you to crush the will of all living creatures around you. In the name of Kuku, the chief disciple of Master Querakiri, Malbas, execute my order without any distortion or hesitation!"
In the daze, it seemed like a giant black hand was pressing down from the sky, but it did not cause any physical damage. Only the will of the Aztlan people was damaged - their eyes widened in the fear of being squeezed; they raised their arms, struggling to support the non-existent weight; then, they huddled on the ground, It was like being crushed into meat balls one after another.
Only Tesosomok and Xuechipepe did not fall down immediately. Tesosomok was lying on the stretcher, staring and wrestling with the black giant; Dancing in the air. But their will could not escape the endless darkness. Soon after, their bodies froze and collapsed on the ground.
In darkness and silence, the hunter came to Tesosomok.
"That savage Bobo who eats noodles with his nose, what on earth is he doing? Isn't this injury completely unhealed?"
He shook his head, brushed his hand from Tesosomok's wound, and read:
"May the god of springs heal your body and your soul."
Then, he carried Dust's body and disappeared into the darkness.
(End of chapter)
