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Chapter 633: Awaiting the Alcohol

The chieftain explained, "Not only is this snakewolf particularly strong in its own right, it even has the ability to track people by blood. Just one drop of blood will lead us to the owner of that blood."

The chieftain\'s eldest daughter laughed. "Very good, Father! With this snakewolf around, Kaichen will be doomed no matter where he tries to hide."

The chieftain\'s second-eldest son smiled maliciously. "Kaichen surely didn\'t predict this outcome. How unlucky of him!"

The chieftain took out a small bottle of blood. After taming the snakewolf, he had specially informed everyone in the tribe to present a bottle of their own blood to him. The snakewolf stuck its long tongue within and licked a drop or two, then shook its head.

The chieftain\'s eldest son asked, "Father, were you able to find him?"

The chieftain smashed the bottle in anger. "He\'s dead—they\'re both dead, and their corpses have been destroyed! The snakewolf can\'t find any trace of them if no part of their body has survived intact."

"What?!"

"They\'re both from the beast tribe—how could they have died? Was it the alcohol tribe?"

"Not even their corpses? Just how did Kaimie and Kaichen die?"

The eldest daughter of the chieftain suggested, "It\'s really not too hard to get rid of their corpses—just feed them to the lifeforms all around."

The beast tribe chieftain thundered in rage, "Useless trash though they may be, they\'re my sons! I won\'t let their deaths go unavenged—the entire alcohol tribe will pay!"

"But we don\'t have any clues, and we don\'t know where the alcohol tribe has gone!" his eldest son protested.

The chieftain of the beast tribe snorted. "Don\'t worry. The snakewolf\'s special ability might be to track others by blood, but it can do so by scent as well."

Zhang Lie remained with the alcohol tribe for some time. He did want to leave, but brewing the alcohol would require considerable time. He had nothing else to do, so he walked his leopards and killed some regular- and mutated-grade lifeforms in the meantime.

This world was rather low-leveled in the grand scheme of things, and he didn\'t see any superior-grade lifeforms nearby. In fact, Zhang Lie suspected that Red Comet might be the only peak-grade lifeform around, and almost certainly that there were no disaster-grade lifeforms to hunt.

One day, there was a commotion from outside the village. Every alarm bell in the alcohol tribe was ringing, and the tribespeople immediately dropped what they were doing and scurried into action.

Zhang Lie appeared in the watchtower in the blink of an eye, shocking Amu, who had gotten there first.

Beside him, someone from the alcohol tribe murmured, "Is this a beast stampede?"

There were countless beasts in the vicinity rushing toward the village like a tsunami. Their eyes were red, and their odor carried through the air.

Amu\'s face turned dark. He grabbed the railing with such force that it splintered to pieces in his palms. "No. They\'re from the beast tribe."

He had witnessed one such scene before in his life, and it was one he would never forget—the original invasion of the alcohol tribe.

One of the fighters from the alcohol tribe pointed at Zhang Lie. "It\'s all your fault! You must have brought the beast tribe over, just like the foreigner from the past! None of you can be trusted!"

Amu sent a punch in the direction of the speaker, sending him flying. "Do you think it\'s the time to be fighting among ourselves? Go, prepare for battle!"

Amu sighed as he glanced at Zhang Lie. "This is a conflict between tribe and tribe."

Zhang Lie shrugged. "It\'s no problem. Before you finish brewing the alcohol, I need to keep this tribe safe, at any rate."

He stepped off the ground and flew outside the watchtower, White and Whiter rushing out with him. In a whirr of red light, Red Comet had zipped to his side.

"[Fists of the Silent Sea: Soar]!" Ripples of genetic energy emanated from Zhang Lie\'s fist, exploding amidst the beast horde in a torrent of water. The frightening waves of energy decimated half the horde in an instant, leaving nothing but bone and blood behind.

The fighters of the alcohol tribe stared at Zhang Lie in shock. Just how strong was he that he could destroy half the beast horde in one blow?

Amu\'s eyes widened. "This is, this is the power to control space!"

Legends had been passed down among their tribe of fearsome hunters at the acme of strength who had the ability to warp space and time.

"It\'s like a legend come alive..." Amu murmured.

The beasts from the beast horde began to rear back. They had lost all their momentum; the air was heady with fear.

Zhang Lie sighed as he glanced at the floor strewn with lifeform remains. "I used too much strength by accident. I suppose we can\'t have a feast anymore..."

"To think there was such a fighter in the alcohol tribe! Might I know your name, and why you\'re helping them out?" A man riding a lifeform emerged from the midst of the beast horde. His mount had scales covering its body and limbs, and its head looks simultaneously like that of a snake and a wolf. Sharp incisors emerged from its mouth, and it would stick out its long slitted tongue from time to time. It looked like a snake-wolf hybrid.

"What kind of mongrel is this?" To his surprise, Zhang Lie found that it was a peak-grade lifeform.

The man\'s expression turned dark, but he didn\'t dare say a word.

Zhang Lie hastily explained, "I\'m talking about your mongrel of a mount, not you—you\'re worse than the mongrel."

The man roared in rage, "I\'ll kill you, you bastard!"

His eldest son, who rode a superior-grade toad, hurriedly pulled him back. "Father, remain calm! We don\'t know how strong our opponent is. There\'s no need for too much bloodshed yet."

The man sucked in a deep breath and visibly reined in his anger. He stared at Zhang Lie. "I\'ve never seen the likes of you around. Who are you?"