messenger from the wasteland

Chapter 135 The Ordinary Beast King Will Be a Lion

When Hiskama came to the top of the city, the beasts had already gathered under the city.

Those who have never really seen the beast tide will never be able to imagine what the beast tide is like.

Thousands of wild beasts gather outside the city, and as far as the eye can see, there are herds of beasts ready to move, waiting to rush to the top of the city and bite humans. Flying eagles and vultures that are bigger than humans are hovering in the sky. The meter-long wings cover the sky and the sun when they fly down.

In front of these bloodthirsty beasts, people will involuntarily feel a sense of oppression, which is enough to make ordinary people give up all thoughts of resistance to the end, turn around and run away.

Hiskama's footsteps were still a little unsteady. This was the injury he had suffered in the previous battle with the herd. His right leg was bitten off by a wild dog.It was still painful to move, but he knew he couldn't leave now.

Because he had already stood on the top of the city and saw the biggest beast in the herd, it should be the beast king of the whole beast tide, an adult wilderness lion.

Every year in the beast tide, there will be a beast king. As the most powerful individual in the most powerful group in the barren land, he will lead all the beasts to attack humans.

Usually, the king of beasts will be a wilderness lion, and some people call them the Hiskama lion, because this kind of lion will only appear in the barren land on the west side of the Hiskama.

At this time, the wilderness lion standing under the city of Hiskama was nearly five meters tall. It was hard to imagine that a lion could grow to this size. Compared with it, human beings were as insignificant as children.

Its light golden mane curled under the blowing of the plain wind, its huge body was incomparably strong, and its muscles seemed to be carved out of stone with sharp edges and corners.Numerous scars and wounds are clearly visible between its fur, testament to the battles it has endured.

It definitely deserves the title of Beast King. Although it is only a wild beast, its aura is like a real king, who has been crowned with a crown, holds a scepter and a sharp sword, and all beasts are impressed by it.

With that size and the attitude of the surrounding beasts towards it, it could only be the king of beasts.

On the top of the city, Hiskama stared at the huge wilderness lion in the herd, holding the sword hilt at his waist with his right hand.

He understood very well what the appearance of the Beastmaster meant. He had resisted numerous beast hordes, and every time the Beastmaster appeared, it was the time when the beast horde was at its most ferocious and the wild beasts were at their craziest.

As long as they can survive this attack, the subsequent attacks of the herd will become weaker and weaker.Even, if he could kill the beast king, maybe the beast would retreat directly.

However, Hiskama has never killed a beast king. He once fought a beast king, and he deeply understands the power gap between human beings and them.

Only the next Beastmaster can kill the Beastmaster.

Beastmasters change every year, and almost every year the Beastmaster becomes stronger.

This year's Beastmaster will obviously be stronger than the Beastmaster in his memory, and it is also leading a larger number of beasts.

This would be a battle to decide the fate of Hiskama City, and Hiskama knew it.

He stared at the Beast King in the herd, frowned, and drew out his long sword little by little amidst the sound of steel rubbing against each other.

"Preparing for battle..."

His voice was extremely low, because he knew that the next battle would be extremely difficult.

"Roar······"

In the herd, the huge wilderness lion who was the king of beasts let out a low growl. It grinned at the corner of its mouth, and the roar was muffled in its chest.

The hungry beasts around responded to it with low growls. They lay down on their bodies, ready to rush to the top of the city at any time.The hunger in the wasteland made them now crave the taste of flesh unusually.

Finally, the male lion raised its neck and opened its huge mouth towards the sky. The roar that seemed to be about to roll away the clouds resounded throughout, and swept into the distance with bursts of buzzing.

"Roar!!"

The roar was like a sudden thunderclap on a calm sea, heralding the coming of wind and rain.

"Roar!!!"

Countless beasts responded to the roar and charged towards the city.

Beasts gallop across the wilderness, and eagles howl in the sky.

"Zheng!" Hiskama completely drew his sword, stood in front of the soldiers, and pointed the sword at the beast tide.

"Hold the walls!"

"Bang!" The soldiers in the first row raised their heavy shields and spears at the same time, and the archers in the back row opened their bows and arrows.

"Whoosh whoosh!"

With the sound of countless breaking winds, feather arrows shot into the sky like raindrops, and the war between humans and beasts officially started.

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In the city of Hiskama, most of the residents hide in their homes and dare not go out, and the streets of the city are not safe. There are often flying beasts rushing into the city and killing civilians.

The adults hugged their children, locked the door tightly, and waited full of fear.

If it was normal, they wouldn't be like this, because they believed in their city lord, but this year's beast tide was too crazy, they saw it with their own eyes, and that's why some people chose to leave.

Although it was morning, it could be heard everywhere in the chaotic city at the head of the city, and it was difficult for anyone to feel sleepy.

The same is true for Mann. He originally thought that he would be able to sleep well today, but he was woken up early.

"What noise?" He rubbed his messy hair, frowned and complained, while squinting his eyes, he walked to the window and looked out.

Then he saw a huge black shadow passing by quickly, and he saw a giant eagle flying in the sky. He assured that he had never seen such a big bird, and its huge wings were even wider than the street.

Mann stared blankly at the giant bird in the sky, not noticing that there was a small figure on the street.

It was a boy who was younger than him, and that child was watching the giant eagle fly by and fell to the street in bewilderment.

This is probably a child who came out to play in the morning, but he doesn't have much time to go home now.

The giant eagle obviously noticed this little guy. Its dark yellow eyes looked down slightly, and locked on to the children on the street. As its prey, it was a bit small, but it didn't mind eating some first as it was extremely hungry.

"call!"

It spread its wings, and a strong gust of wind rolled up in mid-air. Its huge body drew a perfect arc, changed the direction of flight, and rushed towards the child on the street.

The children on the street sat slumped on the ground, too frightened to move.

"Child! Come here!"

A voice sounded beside him. He turned his head and saw a dark-skinned man standing at the door of the tavern and waving at him.

It was the bard named Matt.

The child was still sitting there stupidly without moving, the anxious bard rushed out of the tavern, picked him up and was about to run back.

But at this time, the giant eagle has already jumped down.

(End of this chapter)