Lord of Flames

The fire that covered the mountains had finally extinguished.

The flames seemed to have a sense of awareness, not once burning in the direction of the Cat Race.

No one knew how many Kobold warriors died in the sea of flames!

This life and death crisis had caused these Cat Race members who had not yet reached Miracle City to completely turn their faith in the Lord of Flames!

Everyone had become the faithful followers of the Lord of Flames!

More than a hundred thousand Catfolk went on their way.

Even though they were still very tired, after witnessing the strength of the Lord of Flames, these Cat clansmen even felt quite energetic.

"According to our route of travel, we will pass through the territory of the Birdman Race. The Birdman Race has never been involved in disputes between tribes, so it's quite peaceful with other tribes. You should not be in any danger." Meng Ying said.

"En!"

Princess Lotte nodded and asked," Sister Meng Ying, are you going to separate from us?"

Meng Ying said, "That's right, the Lion Race give up, so we need to create some trouble for them so that they won't be able to chase after you. Don't worry our soldiers that came to meet you should be here soon!"

Princess Lotte nodded again.

Meng Ying and the Centaur Clan Leader left with a thousand centaur warriors.

With the speed the Catfolk seemed to be moving at, it would take at least four days to reach Miracle City.

If the Lion Race warriors ran at full speed, they would be able to catch up to them in half a day.

Rather than being chased like this, it would be better to take the initiative and take advantage of the fact that the Lion Tribe's largest army was chasing after the Tiger Tribe. Therefore there were not many troops at hand, so creating some trouble for the Lion Tribe so that they wouldn't have an easy time chasing the Cat Tribe was not an arduous task.

A few hours after the Cat Race was back on their way, a five-man Lion team arrived near the plains where the Centaurs and the Lions fought.

This Lion Tribe team was sent by the Lion Tribe to check out the situation!

"I wonder if Leader Rick has caught up with the Cat Clan." One Lion pondered

"They should have caught up, right? The Cat Race's speed is so slow and they had to bring their families along. We only need two or three hours to catch up with them." Another Lion warrior said.

"Yes, Leader Rick's elite force is strong. The Cat Race has probably been defeated. Let's go and take a look."

A few Lion warriors chatted as they ran out of the forest.

However, as soon as they ran out of the forest, they saw something on the plain.

"What is that?"

Due to the distance between them and the grass on the plains, they still couldn't see it properly.

This team quickly ran over.

"Heavens!" A Lion warrior cried out in alarm!

It was because it saw that in the middle of the plains, there were a large number of corpses Lion warrior corpses!

"Heavens, this is Lord Rick's army!"

Another Lion warrior recognized the corpses of these Lion warriors.

These corpses were practically lined up.

This line was over a thousand meters long!

"Let's check if Lord Rick is here." A Lion called out.

The Lion Tribe warriors followed the line formed by the Lion Tribe warriors and did not find Lord Rick.

"Lord Rick should have escaped."

"Look, they don't have many wounds on their bodies, but they're extremely badly injured. Some of the attacks should have been pierced through their shields before their bodies were hit. Some of their bones have been shattered, so they should have been struck by something of massive force. The battle should have taken place not long. Our soldiers were killed in large numbers!"

A Lion Tribe battle was very thorough.

"This must have been done by Centaurs! Look at these footprints!"

A Lion warrior crouched on the ground

"Centaurs? Are they this powerful?"

"There might be a lot of them."

"Mm! I didn't expect that the Centaurs would dare to interfere with the Cat Race's affairs and publicly kill so many of us. They don't want to live anymore!"

As the group of Lion Race warriors spoke, they walked to the other side of the small plain and saw red lava covering the ground.

"This is…!" A Lion warrior exclaimed.

"Magic, this is magic. What a powerful magic. Even the ground has melted." Another Lion warrior muttered.

"Look, this is Lord Rick's pearl!"

At this moment, a Lion Race's battleground was not far from the lava, and a pearl was found on the ground!

"Leader Rick!"

These Lion Race warriors were not stupid. They all looked at the area where the lava had yet to cool down. They couldn't help but look at each other in dismay!

They had already guessed the fate of Leader Rick!

After half a day, these Lion warriors finally returned to their territory.

They brought the news to the Lion Tribe's Imperial City.

It was a city made of stone!

This city was rather prosperous. Normally, there were many Orcish of other Races trading here.

"What? One of our thousand men battalions was destroyed by the Centaur Clan? Even Leader Rick was killed?"

This news shook the entire Lion Tribe!

"At first it was first the Tiger Tribe, and now it’s the Centaur Tribe! Do these fellows think that they can challenge our Lion Tribe just because they are strong?"

In the Lion Clan's Imperial City, an old Lion dressed in gorgeous clothes was speaking in a palace made of stones.

This old Lion was the Lion Race's "King".

"Father, the Cat Race is nothing to be afraid of. We originally planned to wait for the main army to come back and destroy the Cat Race to warn those restless people. Who would have thought that they would sneak away so quickly? Now that the Centaur Clan was openly going against us, they probably thought that we would lose a lot in the battle with the Tiger Clan, so they took the opportunity to jump out and cause chaos! When the army returns, I am willing to lead troops to exterminate their entire clan!” After the old Lion spoke, a strong Lioness stepped out.

"I can also lead troops to exterminate the Centaurs, but what do we do now? Let the Cat Race escape? That way, our Lion Tribe will become the laughing stock of others!" Another strong Lion spoke.

The old Lion pondered for a moment before asking the First Lion, "Bert, how many more people can we mobilize now?"

[TL Note: First Lion = First Prince]

The First Lion, Prince Bert, said, "Father, we can now draw three thousand guards from the city, and then we can draw some of the local guards, gathering a total of five thousand soldiers altogether! It's not too late to chase after the Cat Race. Rick's subordinates were brave enough to fight. Even though the Centaur Race had completely wiped out Rick’s army, they had probably lost one thousand soldiers as well."

Prince Bert had just finished speaking when he heard a Lion man report, "Reporting to the King, one of Leader Rick's men escaped with serious injuries!"

"Bring him here!" Prince Bert said.

Not long after, a heavily injured Lion man entered the palace with the help of two other Lion men.

After the battle in the plains, Meng Ying had originally planned to rest and check the battlefield to see if any fish were missing from the net. However, at that moment, a fiery light came from the direction of the Cat Clan's main group, so Meng Ying and her men hurriedly left.

She let a heavily injured soldier escape.

However, only one of the thousand warriors had escaped.

This warrior staggered to the Imperial City

After the heavily injured Lion man entered the palace, Prince Bert impatiently asked "What happened during the battle? How many Centaurs were sent out against you?"

The heavily injured Lion man said, "Reporting to the Prince, there are only a thousand Centaurs!"

Only a thousand Centaurs!

This number stunned Prince Bert.

"How could a thousand people possibly beat you? Weren’t you a thousand men strong as well?"

Prince Bert did not believe it at all!

The heavily injured Lion man said, "Reporting to the Prince, there were indeed only a thousand of them. However, their bodies were covered in thick iron armor. That kind of armor was terrifying. We were killed in just one clash!"

At this point, the Lion warrior couldn't help but tremble.

That battle had already become his nightmare!

"Armor?! What armor?! What about them? How many of them died?" Prince Bert pursued.

The heavily injured Lion man said, "One!"

"What?!"

Prince Bert let out a roar. "You bastard, you dare to lie to me when you probably fled the battlefield. Our elite soldiers were facing the same number of soldiers? All of our people dead? Only one of their soldiers died? Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?"

"Reporting!"

At this moment, another Lion man rushed in and shouted:

"Your Majesty, it’s bad. Our Lion Pass has been broken through!"