Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Little Eight held its head high, strutting back and forth in front of the massive snake's head with an air of triumphant arrogance.

Occasionally, it would extend its paw to pat the scales of its trophy.

It was as if it were showing off a new toy like a childish kid.

However, its show-off was clearly very successful.

The other few Crystal Ice Flame Dogs looked at the giant beast, which could almost encircle the Animal Pet Shop several times when stretched out, with undisguised envy in their eyes as they gazed at Little Eight.

"Brother! This was hunted by Little Eight alone!" Silem ran over to Lorant excitedly, boasting, "The situation was really critical. This Black Gold Iron Armored Python surrounded our entire camp, planning to trap us to death with its iron bucket shield."

"It had this one skill, incredibly powerful! It could automatically form a super-hard, huge shield. Even Captain Tu Si and the others couldn't do anything about it!"

"And then Little Eight..."

Silem vividly described the situation to Lorant.

"Finally, with a loud boom, this Black Gold Iron Armored Python couldn't hold on any longer and crashed to the ground!"

Lorant, listening to Silem's excitement, no longer worried about his brother's state. He seemed full of energy, so it seemed he had been worrying for nothing.

It was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.

As for teaching this silly boy that he must prioritize escaping in such dangerous situations, it could wait another day.

Today, let the silly boy rest well.

Even though Silem appeared energetic and unaffected, Lorant, who knew him well, understood that the little guy must have been quite frightened.

After all, facing such danger, how could he truly be as composed as he appeared?

The complete formation of the beast tide happened the next morning.

Lorant was awakened by the slight shaking of the house.

Without time to change, he rushed out in his pajamas.

Upon descending the stairs, he saw Lancelot already fully dressed in knight armor.

This was the first time Lorant had seen Lancelot in full armor.

The silver-white armor, connected with some unknown flexible material, completely enveloped the knight's body.

The carefully designed shape combined both combat functionality and aesthetics, making the knight's already impressive figure even more striking.

Lancelot's beautiful white long hair was tied up high at the back of his head, and the silver-white faceplate was pushed up and resting on his forehead.

Seeing Lorant rush down anxiously, Lancelot walked over, smiling, and ruffled the soft hair standing up from sleeping.

"Woken up by the shaking? Don't worry, the first wave of the beast tide has started." Lancelot smiled, looking surprisingly cheerful: "No need to worry; we'll be heading to the outpost soon. The beast tide will be held there, and the Animal Pet Shop will be safe during this time."

"As soon as we leave, activate the defenses. Later, Peter will bring people to deal with the Black Gold Iron Armored Python."

Lorant, calmed by Lancelot's composure, gradually regained his bearings after waking up. He nodded: "You also be careful. I heard that the beast tide can easily bring out Level 8 or even Level 9 beasts. Even you might be in danger."

"Don't be too overconfident."

Lancelot blinked in surprise. Was this concern? It felt unexpectedly good!

"No problem, don't worry. I'll act within my limits."

Lorant thought for a moment, looking around: "By the way, do you want to eat something before you go?"

Lancelot stopped Lorant, who was about to head to the kitchen: "No need, Lorant. We're leaving now and will probably return around the same time as yesterday."

Lorant nodded and followed the knight, who looked even taller in his armor: "Then... is there anything I can help with?"

Lancelot turned around, seeing Lorant's eager expression, and couldn't help but smile: "Now that you mention it, there is something I need your help with."

...

The current outpost was in the highest state of emergency.

On the side facing the Black Forest, all knights had withdrawn into the outpost.

On the fifth-floor terrace of the castle, rows of knights and mages were continuously casting various long-range attacks downward.

Mages belonging to the Knight Regiment and the Congress of Magic relentlessly cast spells until they were completely drained, then were dragged away by apprentice knights observing them to rest.

The gate facing the Black Forest was opened, and the drawbridge lowered, providing a path for the beasts across the moat, allowing those lucky enough to breach the mage defenses to flood into the outpost.

The interior space of the outpost, except for the two entrances, was entirely sealed off. The entire ground floor was surrounded by magical barriers, protecting the other rooms.

From the rear entrance drawbridge, the beasts could enter the open area unobstructed. Once the area was nearly filled, the drawbridge would be raised, cutting off the only escape route, and countless knights would eagerly kill the beasts inside.

Once the beasts inside were cleared, the drawbridge would lower again to welcome a new wave.

In addition, the entire Black Forest defense line was activated.

Between every two outposts, a layer of blue-light-emitting walls rose, visible to the naked eye.

This was the work of the Congress of Magic. These blue-light walls emitted a scent that repelled beasts and induced hallucinations, making them unwilling to approach.

Such measures were not usually present in the Black Forest.

However, even so, these measures could only serve a limited purpose during the initial stages of a Level 1 beast tide.

If the beast tide escalates to Level Three, under the command of high-ranking beasts, the lower-ranking ones will have no time for anything else.

At that point, the beasts will no longer follow their instincts or be affected by anything. That will be when they surge out of the Black Forest and wreak havoc on this side of the Holy Shield River.

The town where the Animal Pet Shop is currently located was destroyed during the last major beast tide.

At this stage, whether it's clearing out the beasts wave by wave inside the outpost or slaughtering them en masse from the elevated platform, these tasks should not be handled by the top-tier combatants.

There are more important matters waiting for those high-level professionals to attend to, rather than dealing with cannon fodder.

When Lancelot arrived at the outpost, Baqi stood at the forefront with a serious expression, his gaze fixed on the battle in the sky above the Black Forest.

A "Toxic Puppet" with a wingspan of about five meters was engaged in combat with three humans who had enormous wings spread behind them.

These were three Level Seven knights, currently using magical devices that allowed flight through the use of aura.

The Toxic Puppet looked like a humanoid puppet with large bat wings.

Its round head featured a shockingly red mouth in the center, which, when opened, nearly split its face in half.

It spewed out an unusually red mist, leaving the three knights surrounding it somewhat at a loss.