Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland.

Chapter 538 Surrender
"How did you know?" All the animal trainers were shocked.

To be honest, although there have been many beast disasters in the history of Shan Land, the wandering tribes mostly waited for them to retreat naturally. By that time, even if there were beaked beast nests, they would have been scattered and abandoned.

As for approaching nests in the wild.

That is even more nonsense.

Therefore, although many animal trainers understand the habits of other animals in Shandi, they still know very little about the ecology of the beaked beast.

not to mention.

If the lair of the beaked beast looks like this... then why has the Faceless Lord, the only person who could possibly get close to them safely, never told anyone about it?
"I don't care about that anymore, let's get out of here first!" Qi Ke was sure, because that was what that person told her... The girl continued to explain, "Besides, it's rare for a beaked beast to give birth and go into heat. Leaving a perfect beaked beast egg here without taking care of it is unusual no matter how you think about it!"

She has a point.

At Qing Rong's command, everyone set off hastily, leaving this land of bones without caring about the beaked beast eggs at hand.

Qi Ke hurried on her way cautiously.

Unless it is an elder beaked beast that is free and unrestrained, beaked beasts are also considered social animals.

According to what His Majesty the Red King said.

His "past" experience was: there was only one possibility that could allow the beaked beast to abandon its newly laid eggs and leave the nest without a single beaked beast left behind.

Someone diverted them.

The reason why the journey was so smooth.

Perhaps it is not the end of the beast disaster.

Rather, it was the activities of the wild beaked beasts that had caused unexpected and unnatural changes—

The sound of chirping.

Low, yet paradoxically harsh.

This is the cry of the beaked beast.

Everyone's faces turned pale.

The direction of the sound was all over the mountains and plains. If it weren't in the eastern part of Shandi, where there were some rocky hills blocking the way, they would probably have seen thick and long necks rising from all directions, with bloody and sturdy beaks.

"Don't panic!" Qing Rong quickly comforted everyone and quickly gave orders to make arrangements.

Their group of people.

Not an ordinary team.

Even if they are besieged by a group of beaked beasts, there is a high probability that they can play to their respective advantages and escape calmly.

All we need is a concerted effort.

"Wait, look who that is!"

A trainer pointed to the distance, interrupting Qing Rong's arrangement. Although his words were questions, his tone was filled with certainty, joy and surprise.

Follow the sound.

A long-haired man, with a crossbow on his waist and a bone flute in his hand, walked out from behind the rocks with steady steps.

"Master Wumian..." Qing Rong was surprised.

It's faceless.

Behind him were the hired warriors.

Seeing the appearance of this highly-anticipated top animal tamer, everyone's panicked expressions suddenly calmed down, and they showed the same joyful expressions as the previous man.

With Wumian here, even if they are surrounded and attacked by beak-mouthed beasts, there is a high probability that they can be kept safe.

Qingrong straightened his robe and was about to go over to greet him.

Only Qi Ke stood there in a daze.

Before anyone could get close to the animal trainer, he suddenly picked up the bone flute, put it to his lips and blew it.

A hoarse beeping sound.

It resonates with the calls of the beaked beasts around it, like a harmonious piece of music, yet it is captivating.

Rather, those long-necked beasts.

He was the one who initiated it.

The animal trainers were no mediocre people and they quickly noticed this, standing there in astonishment.

"Do you want to live or die?"

Wumian spoke coldly.

Qing Rong was puzzled: "Master Wumian, what do you mean..."

Whoosh!
An arrow rang out, and the iron rod whizzed past. The leader of the White Eyebrow Clan reacted quickly and leaned forward in time.

The crossbow arrow flew delicately over his head.

Inserted into the rock behind.

A pale yellow liquid flowed down from above, and even from a distance one could smell a pungent fishy odor.

Like... egg liquid?
“Literally.” Faceless held up the Old World crossbow. A warrior beside him took out a water bag, poured out the sticky beaked beast egg liquid, smeared it on the arrow and handed it to him. “You passed by the beaked beast’s nest... With just one order from me, those brainless long-necked beasts will mistake you for thieves who stole beaked beast eggs.”

The beasts were ferocious and there was no chance of survival under their siege.

As for themselves.

Under the cover of Faceless, it can be subconsciously ignored by the Beaked Beast.

Approximately equal to range attack.

Teammates' injury immunity is enabled.

The button for detonation was held in the faceless man's hand.

At this point, Qing Rong could not help but understand the hostility erupting from this meritorious and highly respected animal tamer.

but……

"Why..." he asked in disbelief.

Logically speaking, the Baimei clan treated Wumian fairly well. Apart from not giving up the position of clan leader, they gave him all other resources he wanted.

The other party's efforts deserve such a reward——

This is how it should be.

"If you want to die, stay." Wumian ignored him. The envoy of the White Eyebrow Clan and all the outsiders never knew that - up to now, there had never been a place for the White Eyebrow Clan in the two opposing teams.

They are just pawns.

Now it's time to go checkmate.

"If you want to live... join me." His tone was stern and cold.

"Join you..." a trainer asked tremblingly, "Do you mean join your clan?"

They had no doubt that with Faceless's abilities, he could do everything he threatened.

It’s just that this is the tribe that Faceless came from.

It was just one of the most ordinary and weakest tribes in the land of Shem, so small that they couldn't even remember its name.

If it weren’t for the appearance of a character like Wumian.

They would probably have been unable to survive long ago and would have been broken up and swallowed up by other large tribes... This would even be a good outcome for them.

Now, it’s just for the sake of facelessness.

Let their status rise.

But to really join this small tribe...

"No, I mean joining 'me'." Wumian denied it in a calm but decisive tone, without any hesitation, "Or... surrender!"

Start by awakening your talent for animal taming.

He knew it.

He no longer belonged to the land of Shem.

Even though he was highly respected as a beast tamer, life among the wandering tribes was just a set of shackles for him, a burden that he should have gotten rid of long ago.

Only until the day when you get rid of all these.

He can gain true freedom.

Soaring straight up.

This is the difference in vision.

Now, surrender to me.

Submit to the true imperial nobility of the United Cities!

The wind was howling, and the trainer's clothes were fluttering, revealing the letter of appointment with gold-thread decoration in his shirt pocket.

On it was the name of the Imperial Prime Minister, who had already signed it.

——Long En.

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(End of this chapter)