Braised Dragon with Soy Sauce

Chapter 154 Unexplained Attack

Level 4 magical beasts are equivalent to the level 4 to 6 of the Earth Rank in humans. The level 4 magical beast, the Saber-toothed Tiger, has extremely strong combat power, at least equivalent to the level 6 of the Earth Rank in humans.

The saber-toothed tiger's fighting strength was roughly equal to that of the burly man. However, because it was a sneak attack, the burly man had already engaged in a fierce battle in the cave and hadn't recovered his strength. Therefore, he couldn't withstand the saber-toothed tiger's attack and was immediately knocked to the ground, suffering severe injuries. By the time the middle-aged man behind him reacted and went to his aid, the burly man had already died, with half of his head bitten off by the saber-toothed tiger.

Only then did the surrounding people gather around and together they pounced on and killed the saber-toothed tiger.

“Another one has died, making it three in total. Adding the two seriously injured, we’ve lost five combatants. Now we only have fifteen left to fight, and they’ve all sustained some injuries. We need to find a place to rest and recover our strength as soon as possible,” said a tall, thin man.

"Be careful, everyone, don't let the monsters sneak up on us again!"

"There seems to be a fire over there. Go and check it out to see who these people are," the only unharmed old man in black in the group ordered a young man to go and investigate.

"Until the situation becomes clear, let's stand here and wait, and try to make as little noise as possible!"

The old man dressed in black was clearly the leader of the group. He stood behind the five people. The five teenagers were all shrouded in black cloaks, making it impossible to see their faces. Their hands were tied to a rope, the end of which was held by the old man in black.

The old man held a serpentine sword in his hand, its blade emitting a deep blue light; it was clearly a highly poisoned sword. Anyone wounded by this sword would likely suffer severe injury.

The old man was clearly very alert, showing no signs of letting his guard down despite successfully entering the territory of Shangyuan City. He had barely emerged from the cave when he noticed a flash of fire in the distance. Given his personality, he would rather see demonic beasts ahead than humans.

Although he wanted to reach his destination as smoothly as possible, how could Mo Yuming let him have his way? So, in less than fifteen minutes, their group was attacked by magical beasts again. This time, it was two Storm Wolves, known for their speed. Although their combat strength was slightly lower than that of the saber-toothed tiger, their speed and agility were much higher, making them much more difficult to deal with than the saber-toothed tiger.

In fact, these magical beasts were gifts specially prepared for them by Mo Yuming. A couple of days ago, Mo Yuming ordered Dragon Lord and Tiger Lord to capture a lot of magical beasts in the surrounding area, then knock them unconscious, bind them with the silk of the Ghostly Demon Spider, and place them in the trees and weeds to disguise them. When needed, Dragon Lord and Tiger Lord would untie the spider silk from a distance, then wake up the magical beasts, which would then instinctively attack the nearby humans.

"Ah!" Another person was ambushed and injured by the Storm Wolf, losing an arm. Three others sustained injuries of varying degrees in the battle against the two wolves.

The renewed attack by the monsters instilled great fear in the group, and many felt it would be safer to move to a more populated area further away. However, they had no say in the matter.

Just then, the man who had gone to scout returned and told the old man that a group of explorers, numbering ten or more, were camping ahead. Hearing that explorers were gathering, the members of the group decided to go over.

But the old man didn't do that; he was well aware of the special nature of the five people beside him. So he ordered his men to head in another direction, wanting to get further away from the group of "explorers." But they hadn't gone far when another monster attacked. Although they eventually managed to kill the monster, the number of wounded in the group increased, and morale plummeted even further.

Based on his years of fighting experience, he believed that in the wild, sometimes unfamiliar fellow monsters were more terrifying than magical beasts. The old man stuck to his idea, only slightly changing the direction they were heading. But not long after, they were attacked by magical beasts again. The number of seriously injured in the group increased to five, and the other ten were all wounded. Moreover, the continuous fighting had left them all exhausted.

After several detours, the team eventually found themselves heading in the same direction, intentionally or unintentionally, towards the group of "explorers." Despite being repeatedly attacked by monsters, the group eventually found themselves at the group's gathering place.

Although the two groups were only a dozen or so feet apart, the group of "explorers" had already spotted them, but they were busy drinking and eating, showing no intention of coming to investigate. Even when they saw the group being attacked by the monster, they made no move to help.

By this time, the number of seriously injured people in the group had increased to seven, and the other eight, except for the old man, had all suffered injuries of varying degrees. At this moment, the old man in black felt a strange fear. He suddenly realized that since they left the cave, they had been constantly attacked by magical beasts, and had been attacked by magical beasts at least seven or eight times in just one hour.

But these dozen or so people were warming themselves by the fire and drinking, completely unaffected. What could be the reason? The old man suddenly realized something and immediately shouted, ordering his men to flee. His men also seemed to realize something, and in a panic, they followed the old man in black, trying to escape.

"Friends, we've all met, why are you leaving without even saying goodbye? It's already dark, and wandering around in the Monster Mountain Range at night is extremely dangerous!"

At this moment, Mo Yuming stood up, quickly walked in front of the group, and blocked their way.

"We have urgent business to attend to and need to continue our journey, so we won't disturb you heroes any longer!"

The old man said in a deep voice.

"Those teenagers behind you don't seem to be in a hurry. Are they with you?"

Mo Yuming glanced at the boy being led behind the old man and said.

"These teenagers are all tied up with ropes. I think they're a group of human traffickers!"

Falcon Guard Captain Sun Min deliberately spoke loudly.

“Yes, I don’t think it’s normal either!” another Falcon Guard echoed. Upon hearing this, the others picked up their weapons and rushed over, surrounding them in a circle.

"Esteemed heroes, these five are traitors to their clans and have been taken back to await punishment according to clan rules. We are not human traffickers. Our meeting is fate. Here is one hundred gold coins. Please accept them and let's make friends. In the future, when you heroes have time to visit Pancheng, I will host a banquet for you all!"

The old man in black hurriedly took out a bag of gold coins, hoping to get rid of Mo Yuming and the others. He was very uneasy and just wanted to leave as soon as possible to avoid further trouble. One hundred gold coins was already quite a lot, and the old man thought that as long as the other party didn't have malicious intentions, they should readily agree.