Chapter 102

Chapter 102 The Battle Finally Ends

“How dare you show yourselves, damn wolf beastmen! Damn Lesser Female!” The Red Eagle Clan leader angrily flared his wings, pointing at Lang Zhi and Wen Ran while shouting invectives.

He also sharply addressed the High Priest of Wanxiang City, the Grey Eagle Clan leader, and the Iridescent Snake chieftain Zi Yao, “Don’t be fooled by them—this isn’t a punishment from the Beast God at all! It’s all the doing of these two despicable beastmen!”

Upon hearing this, the High Priest, pinned to the ground, flashed a vicious glare and suddenly flung three razor-sharp bone needles from his animal hide, aiming directly at the black wolf beastman restraining him.

The black wolf beastman reacted swiftly, sidestepping, but the needles still grazed his cheek, causing bright red blood to well up instantly. The black wolf beastman cursed, “You coward!” At the same time, his sharp wolf claws no longer held back, pressing down with full force on the High Priest’s back. With a crack, the High Priest’s spine snapped, and he let out a blood-curdling scream of pain!

Zi Yao hissed furiously, directing thousands of Iridescent Snake beastmen, “Since we can’t escape, let’s fight to the last man!”

Zi Yao charged first toward Wen Ran.

“Look out!” A Brown Bear Clan beastman quickly raised a large stone, shielding Wen Ran. The snake venom splattered onto the rock, sizzling and corroding even the hard surface into uneven pits!

The brown bear beastman roared angrily, hurling the stone at Zi Yao while using his body as a shield for Wen Ran. Wen Ran whispered, “Thank you. And you are?”

“Xiong Lei!”

Zi Yao nimbly twisted his snake tail, dodging the boulder, then swung his sharp tail tip with a fierce gust of wind. Xiong Lei rolled on the ground, beat his chest with both fists, fully transforming into a giant bear over two meters tall, and slammed into Zi Yao, sending the half-human, half-snake chieftain flying!

“In terms of strength, you Iridescent Snake beastmen are no match for me! Either transform fully and fight me to the death!” Xiong Lei crossed his arms, looking down contemptuously at Zi Yao on the ground.

Zi Yao spat a mouthful of blood, shook his neck, and in the next moment transformed into a giant snake covered in red scales, sending shivers down Wen Ran’s spine.

Wen Ran rubbed the goosebumps on his arms. Cold-blooded creatures really weren’t as pleasant to look at as furry animals!

The giant snake tried to coil around and crush the bear, but Xiong Lei, having dared him to transform, was well aware of the Iridescent Snake’s signature move—constriction. Aside from their venom, constriction was their only notable skill! Rolling away to evade the attack, the two tangled once more.

Infuriated by Zi Yao’s earlier sneak attack, Wen Ran thought, *If I don’t show him what I’m capable of, he’ll think I survived three years in the apocalypse for nothing!* His fingers swiftly moved across the panel, increasing the current. Now, crackling fireballs wrapped in lightning roasted the Iridescent Snake beastmen like slaughtering mutated beasts, leaving a mess of “spicy strips” littering the ground.

Seeing that their chieftain’s target was Wen Ran, the Iridescent Snake beastmen turned pale with fear, trembling.

Ever since the divine miracle during their attack on the Sand cat beastmen tribe, they had suspected that their chieftain’s actions went against the Beast God’s will. Now, witnessing the Beast God’s wrath and Wen Ran killing so many of their kin, they all considered retreating.

Noticing his clansmen’s hesitation, Zi Yao stabbed a bone knife into the heart of a nearby tribesman, glaring murderously at the Iridescent Snake beastmen. “Anyone who flees will die!”

Instantly, the Iridescent Snake beastmen froze, too terrified to move.

Wen Ran smiled faintly. *Trying to out-savage me?* With a slight gesture, fiery meteors—their greatest fear—rained down from the blood-red clouds above, sending the snake beastmen scattering for cover in rock crevices, hissing and shrieking.

Meanwhile, the Red Eagle and Grey Eagle beastmen in the sky regrouped for a final desperate counterattack!

They beat their wings furiously, dodging fireballs from the clouds, then dove from above, their sharp claws aimed at the beastmen on the ground.

A White Eagle Clan beastman, whose wings had been broken earlier, tried repeatedly to take flight but failed. His white feathers made him a conspicuous target for the Red and Grey Eagles. Unable to dodge in time, his head was slashed by eagle claws, blood streaming down his face.

Seeing this, Wen Ran quickly adjusted the solar panel mode. The fireballs transformed into jets of flame, forming a wall of fire that blocked the eagles’ dive. Several eagles, diving too fast to stop, plunged into the flames and emerged as aromatic roasted eagles.

The nearly fatally wounded white eagle was immediately surrounded and protected by his clansmen.

“Everyone stay calm! Listen to my commands!” Wen Ran shouted. “Zebra Tribe, you’re fast—evacuate the injured to safety! Brown Bear Clan, you’re strong—hold the front line against the High Priest’s remnants! Sand cat beastmen, Deer Tribe beastmen, White Eagle Clan beastmen, and the rest—work with me to use the fire wall to contain the eagles and Iridescent Snakes!”

“Awooo! What about us, the Black Wolf Tribe?” howled the nearby black wolf beastmen. In their excitement, the claws pressing down on the High Priest broke two more ribs, making him spit blood as he glared hatefully at the wolf beastmen and Wen Ran.

Wen Ran: “...” *I almost forgot these big wolves!* Amused by their eagerness, he replied, “You’re strong too! Join the Brown Bear Clan in holding off the Iridescent Snakes and elephant beastmen!”

“Awooo, got it!”

Just then, a White Eagle Clan beastman stepped forward. “Leave the Red and Grey Eagles to us!”

Wen Ran recognized him—it was the White Eagle Clan beastman who had sold them salt crystals at the tribal market yesterday!

Noticing Wen Ran’s recognition, the white eagle beastman smiled. “Hello, I’m Bai Yu, leader of the White Eagle Clan! Thank you for saving our clansman from the Red Eagle’s claws earlier! We came to Wanxiang City to rescue our people. Selling salt crystals at the market was our way of gathering intelligence. When I saw you heading to the sacrificial temple, my gut told me following you might save our kin—and it worked!”

“Leave the Red and Grey Eagles to us. Some debts are long overdue!” Bai Yu declared, crouching then launching into the sky with a powerful flap of his wings.

One by one, the White Eagle Clan beastmen fully transformed into giant white eagles, their eyes burning with determination as they soared to battle the Red and Grey Eagles.

The eagles traded blows and insults alike. Bai Yu taunted, “We’ve had enough of you Red and Grey clans! Time to show you the might of the White Eagles!”

“You white-plumed fool! How dare you oppose us! Today, we’ll wipe out you disgraceful eagles!”

“Hah! Big words. Let’s see you try!”

The sky became a chaos of red, grey, and white feathers raining down, dusting everyone below. The ground battle was equally messy. The brown bear beastmen, using their brute strength, clashed with the few elephant beastmen still loyal to the High Priest. When the two sides collided in close combat, the air itself seemed to tremble!

The black wolf beastmen, with their powerful jaws and claws, targeted the Iridescent Snakes’ vital points, leaving a trail of “spicy strip” corpses. Wen Ran remarked admiringly, “The Black Wolf Tribe truly lives up to its name as the Beast God’s servants—each one is fiercely powerful!”

Lang Zhi, who had been guarding Wen Ran, smirked faintly at the praise.

The Sand cat beastmen, agile and nimble, darted around, clawing at their enemies’ most vulnerable spots—eyes and faces. Mao Ye occasionally loosed five arrows simultaneously, covering beastmen in danger. Thanks to his support, Xiong Lei, nearly crushed by Zi Yao earlier, caught his breath!

Zi Yao, glaring at the five arrows embedded in his thick tail, burned with rage, his vertical pupils crimson as he wished he could devour Mao Ye!

The Deer Tribe hurled rocks and branches at the enemy, while Wen Ran continuously adjusted the solar panel, cycling through electric shocks, fireballs, and fire walls to aid the White Eagles against the Red and Grey Eagles in the sky.

Outnumbered, the White Eagles had been losing ground, but with Wen Ran’s support, they gradually turned the tide.

As Red and Grey Eagles plummeted from the sky, the High Priest, seeing the battle slipping away, struggled to rise but was pinned firmly by the Black Wolf Tribe. Watching the deteriorating situation, he snarled with frustration, “You traitors! You defy the Beast God’s will—you will all be punished!”

“The one defying the Beast God is you!” Wen Ran retorted coldly. “For your selfish gains, you’ve killed countless beastmen in the Beast God’s name. Today’s chaos is your doing! It’s time you faced the Beast God and atoned!”

With that, Wen Ran directed a fierce wall of flame at the High Priest, who had only time for a final scream before turning to ash.

Seeing the High Priest vanish instantly, Zi Yao paled, realizing the battle was lost. He tried to lead the remaining snake beastmen in retreat.

But Wen Ran knew better than to let them go—he understood the principle of nipping things in the bud!

He unleashed waves of fire, encircling the snake beastmen. Trapped by the flames, they gazed despairingly at their fallen kin and the unconscious priests Bikui and the High Priest.

Wen Ran said calmly, “Zi Yao, I offer you two choices: die, or lead your people into exile to the frozen lands of the far north. The decision is yours.”

The frozen lands of the beast world were harsh—bitterly cold, with permafrost, extreme conditions, and scarce resources. Few beastmen survived there!

Zi Yao gritted his teeth, his defiance crumbling. Finally, he dropped his stone knife, hanging his head. “I choose exile.”

Seeing their chieftain surrender, the remaining Iridescent Snake beastmen reluctantly laid down their weapons.

Mao Bu stepped forward, objecting, “Wen Ran Sage...”

Wen Ran smiled faintly, signaling patience. He saw through Zi Yao’s scheming—*thinking they can make a comeback? Not on my watch!*

While planning the rescue of the Zebra Tribe, Wen Ran had already mapped out the Iridescent Snakes’ fate. He’d even purchased a beast world map from the system with gold coins. The map showed that before reaching the frozen lands, they’d pass through a rainforest—a region of high heat, humidity, poor air circulation, and frequent toxic miasma.

The miasma zone was often shrouded in fog, especially at dawn or after rain, when dense white mist rose from the valleys—a mix of saturated moisture and gases from decaying organic matter.

This fog drastically reduced visibility, trapping anyone lost in swampy forests. The gases—like methane and hydrogen sulfide—could cause dizziness and suffocation. Combined with the humid heat, lack of water, and food scarcity, even without predator attacks, exile meant near-certain death from disorientation and starvation.

He still wants to stage a comeback? We'll see if he can even make it out of the poisonous miasma alive!

The White Eagle Tribe beastmen circling in the sky let out joyful and excited eagle cries as they subdued the Red Eagle Tribe and Grey Eagle Tribe members, forcing them down to the ground. Bai Yu asked, "Wen Ran Sage, what should we do with them?"

Wen Ran didn't even bother to look at them and replied directly, "Same as the Iridescent Snake Tribe—throw them into the frozen lands!"

In the blink of an eye, the White Eagle Tribe beastmen sank their talons into the Red and Grey Eagle Tribe members, flapped their wings, and flew straight toward the frozen lands!

The battle was finally over, and all the beastmen cheered and leaped for joy, some even weeping with happiness!

Wen Ran looked at the scene before him and finally breathed a sigh of relief!

At last, everything was settled! No more worries about Iridescent Snake beastmen sneaking out from underground to ambush them while they slept!

What he didn't know was that this victory had accomplished more than just freeing enslaved beastmen. He'd established prestige so high it rivaled even the Beast God himself!