The First Magic World War

Amis Fidath kept pondering, "The Bull Demon Samson, because he supported the tribal alliance's deployment of troops, led to the Beastmen's defeat. Shortly after reaching the camp, he took his people and left, handing over the leadership of the tribal alliance to me. I have suspected that the Bull Demon Samson would not give up so easily and might have other schemes in mind. Now I can be sure of it, my guess was not wrong."

He looked at Qiudelo, who was crying on the ground, and then glanced at the Black Dragon, whose face was darkened with anger, and suddenly felt a bit of relief, thinking to himself, "If their tribe was still around, it would be impossible for them to pledge loyalty to me. It's lucky that the Bull Demon Samson slaughtered their tribe, and now they have no choice but to turn to me."

"In that case, this is actually a great benefit to me."

"How exactly should I deal with the Bull Demon Samson?"

Amis Fidath pondered for a long time but still had no strategy.

At the Sacred Order, the difficulty of advancing by one rank was no less than going from Low Order to Intermediate rank or from Intermediate to High Order. The gap between each rank was something unimaginable to those below the Sacred Order.

Princess May was able to take on two at once, easily killing a Westwind Knight of Byron's Sacred Order and extracting the Blood Core.

Golden Ram Herolf could even face multiple lower-rank Sanctuary Peak knights at the same time.

Zimmerman even required a joint effort from six top-tier Sanctuary Peak knights just to confront him.

Though Amis Fidath was known as the King of Ten Thousand Lions, he was just one step shy of the Sanctuary Peak, but he was well aware that he was no match for the Bull Demon Samson.

This matter troubled Amis Fidath greatly, and knowing that the Black Dragon was extraordinarily wise, he asked humbly, "How should we respond to the Bull Demon Samson's provocation?"

The Black Dragon said tersely, "Only by obtaining greater strength can you contend with the Bull Demon Samson."

Amis Fidath sighed and said, "It is just a difference of one rank, but I also do not know when I will be able to break through."

The Black Dragon said indifferently, "If the Lion King cannot break through, why not seek external objects?"

"My Beastmen have ten divine weapons, all Sacred Extraordinary Items. If you could obtain one, the Lion King wouldn't need to fear the Bull Demon anymore."

Amis Fidath pondered for a long time and said, "The ten divine weapons are the treasured heirlooms of various tribes. How could they lend them to me? Our Lion Tribe is divided into five major tribes, and the divine weapon of my tribe resides with the Snow Lion Tribe. My Furious Lion Tribe has no right to use it."

Amis Fidath was euphemistic in his words. In reality, among the five great tribes of the Lion Tribe, the Snow Lion Tribe was the strongest. They barely acknowledged the Furious Lion Tribe; the Snow Lion Tribe's king was recognized as the king by the five major tribes and occupied the most fertile land of the southern continent, one of the very few wealthy and comfortable large tribes among the Beastmen.

The Black Dragon did not expose him but lightly smiled and said, "If the Lion Tribe's divine weapon is not available, couldn't the weapons of other tribes be used?"

"For instance, the Silverback Ape Person's Dragon Slaying Stick is in Qiudelo's hands. What's wrong with the Lion King temporarily borrowing it?"

Qiudelo cursed inwardly, "Black Dragon, you signed the Magic Contract just like me, why must you resort to such ruthless tactics?" He cried even louder, shouting, "The Dragon Slaying Stick has already been taken by the Bull Demon Samson, what do I have left? If I still had it, I would rather lend it to the Lion King to avenge my descendants."

Amis Fidath felt a great blockage in his heart and thought, "I was already no match for Samson, and if he has also taken the Silverback Ape Person's Dragon Slaying Stick, then I stand even less of a chance. What should I do?"

Seeing him frown with worry, the Black Dragon said, "Lion King, if you are so troubled, why not drown your sorrows in drink and relax for a while?"

Amis Fidath nodded, "Bring the wine."

Qiudelo didn't need Black Dragon's hints to pick himself up from the ground. His heart was even more discontent than Amis Fidath's. When an orc guard brought over the fine wine they had seized, he was the first to grab the keg and drink wildly.

Soon, a few robust men from the Lion Tribe dragged over some humans who had been kept for a long time. They slaughtered them on the spot to barbecue for the three Transcendents.

Black Dragon had promised Charles, so he really refrained from eating humans. As a member of the Silverback Ape Person clan, known for their upright nature, Qiudelo also preferred not to break the rules. Both of them just drank their fill without eating.

Amis Fidath, unaware of any impropriety, guzzled a keg of barley beer, ate half a human, and then, wanting a change of flavor, switched to eating it raw with salad dressing.

The three beastman Transcendents, each preoccupied with different thoughts, drank into the night, until Black Dragon was the first to take his leave.

Feeling guilty, Qiudelo was also reluctant to stay alone with Amis Fidath, claiming he wanted to go to sleep as well.

Drinking sullenly by himself was no fun for Amis Fidath, who forcibly insisted Qiudelo remain; left with no other choice, Qiudelo stayed unwillingly to keep him company.

After Black Dragon left the dwelling of Amis Fidath, he noticed someone among those preparing their food give him a wink. Without showing any reaction, the Black Dragon walked away. Indeed, a Lion Tribe warrior followed him and muttered as they brushed past each other, "It's done."

Without guessing, Black Dragon knew Tumishen had shifted into a Lion Person and, under the guise of cooking human flesh for Amis Fidath, had slipped the Eye of Destiny into the roast.

Black Dragon shook his head, thinking, "You really have to be careful with that old Leopard Man. His speed is unparalleled and he can shapeshift in countless ways—who could perpetually guard against him?

"Thank goodness we are on the same side; otherwise, I'd have to be careful with everything I eat."

Having succeeded, the old Leopard Man quietly slipped out of the beastman camp and headed straight for Red Cliff City.

Charles was meditating behind closed doors. By the time someone reported to him, it was already the middle of the night. He got up in a hurry to see the old Leopard Man's face full of joy and asked, "Is it done?"

"It's done," replied Tumishen, recounting the details of how he tricked Amis Fidath.

Charles also felt that the old Leopard Man's methods were indeed beyond the ordinary, capable of transforming in so many ways—how could anyone guard against those around them?
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But this was a talent, something others simply couldn't learn.

For instance, after Charles encountered the Hunchback Red Bear Warrior, he could transform into a youthful bear warrior; however, to have him mimic a specific bear warrior was utterly impossible. He was already considered someone with "talent"; for anyone else, the difficulty would only be greater.

Consider, for instance, the cat masks popular within the Orc Assassin Alliance, all crafted by Septimius, who abstained from consuming humans. Even Tumishen, the creator of the Beast God Transformation Art, could not produce such a small item.

It's like on Earth, where many stories in literature feature mythological beings proficient in seventy-two transformations, but the only one known to fame for such skill is that monkey.

Charles took a deep breath and said, "Notify the others. We'll find a way to infiltrate the beastman camp. Once Amis Fidath is afflicted by the Eye of Destiny's corrosion and the curse takes effect, we'll make our move to kill the lion."

Having brought the Westwind Knights to this place, Charles had thought of turning back as soon as he heard the other four Knighthoods were withdrawing. Who would have expected the current situation?

"As long as I slay this lion!"

"I will return to Strasbourg and claim justice."