My Otherworldly Shura Field

Chapter 19 Kidnapping

"What a surprise. I was wondering how your Holy Maiden escaped from my Wolf Fang Clan. It turns out it was because of you. It seems that this time, it will be difficult for your Spirit Cat Clan not to submit." Vano smiled, but his gaze remained fixed on the alluring legs of the Spirit Cat Clan Chief, never looking away. His throat was a little dry, and he subconsciously swallowed.

"Hmph! My Spirit Cat Clan will never submit to your despicable and shameless Wolf Fang Clan." The Spirit Cat Clan Chief said resolutely. Although she looked only sixteen or seventeen years old, she showed no fear in the face of this desperate situation.

With her right hand gripping the cyan longsword tightly, her gaze resolute, she was ready for battle. As the head of her clan, she would never compromise and allow her people to suffer.

Moreover, the somewhat nervous saintess at her feet was her younger sister. As an older sister, she would never sacrifice her younger sister to save her own life. No matter what, she would never hand her younger sister over to the Wolf Fang Clan. Handing her over to the Wolf Fang Clan was tantamount to pushing her younger sister into a fire pit.

She was prepared to fight to the death to protect her sister's safety. Her sister was not only her sister but also the holy maiden of the clan. She could not afford to have anything happen to her here, otherwise, how could she face the afterlife and her clan?

"Looks like you won't learn your lesson until you see the coffin. Kill Deqi." Vano said impatiently, speaking casually.

"Ouch!"

The wolves that had been eyeing them menacingly suddenly swarmed out like wild horses, howling as they pounced on the heavily surrounded creature.

"No! Deqi!" The chieftain of the Spirit Cat Clan's expression changed drastically. He pushed off the carriage with both legs and leaped at maximum speed towards the surrounded Deqi.

However, distant water cannot quench an immediate fire, and time is already running out.

"Chief, I failed in my duty to protect you. I hope you and the Holy Maiden can escape." Facing the oncoming pack of wolves, Deqi showed no fear. He had long anticipated this outcome and was not afraid of death.

Moreover, he was already seriously injured. Even if the clan leader saved him, he would only become a burden. He had already failed in his duty and could not be a drag on the clan leader and the holy maiden.

At the last moment before the wolves pounced, he made a resolute gesture, clenched his left fist, and slammed it into his chest, shattering his heart. He chose to end his own life.

"Deqi, no!" The chieftain of the Spirit Cat Clan let out a heart-wrenching roar. She killed all the wolves that blocked her way with a single sword stroke and continued to rush forward. However, the Wolf Fang Clan was numerous, and no matter how many she killed, she could not kill them all, making her progress difficult.

"Clan chief, take care." Deqi smiled slightly at the Spirit Cat Clan chief as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, then collapsed in a pool of blood, his life extinguished.

The next moment, the wolves swarmed forward, opened their blood-red mouths, and instantly tore Deqi's corpse to pieces, making him their prey. He died without a complete body, and no bones remained.

"Damn Wolf Fang Clan! I, the clan leader, will not let you go! Die! Die!" The death of Deqi was a great blow to the Spirit Cat Clan chief. She swung her longsword like a madwoman, and one vicious wolf after another fell, becoming the dead souls under her sword. Blood splattered everywhere, and the heavy smell of blood filled the air, stimulating the bloodlust of the Wolf Fang Clan members. Their eyes turned red, and they fearlessly pounced on the Spirit Cat Clan chief.

As time went by, the Spirit Cat Chieftain's physical strength gradually depleted, his magic power dwindled, and his speed began to slow down.

"Sister, be careful!" the silver-haired saintess sitting in the carriage suddenly screamed.

A vicious wolf circled around behind the Spirit Cat Clan Chief and suddenly launched an attack, its sharp, blade-like claws viciously clawing at the Chief's back.

"Ah!" Clan Chief Spirit Cat was caught off guard and suffered a heavy blow to her back. A deep scratch appeared on her back, and blood flowed out uncontrollably, staining her back red in a moment. It was a pitiful sight that made people's hearts ache.

But that wasn't the end of it. The moment she turned around, another wolf seized the opportunity and suddenly pounced, opening its blood-red maw and biting the spirit cat chief's shoulder. Its sharp teeth instantly pierced her skin, and blood flowed freely.

"Die!" the Spirit Cat Clan Chief roared, thrusting her sword into her abdomen with a backhand stroke. With a forceful slash, she sliced ​​the wolf that was biting her in two, its blood mixed with its internal organs spilling onto the ground.

"Sister!" Just then, the saintess screamed.

The chieftain of the Spirit Cat Clan struggled to support her swaying body and turned to look at the carriage. She saw that her sister was surrounded by a pack of wolves, and most importantly, she was being held hostage by the one-armed Rice.

Rice's left arm had transformed into a wolf's claw, strangling the saintess's fragile neck. With his strength, he could easily snap her neck in an instant.

"Hehe, Chief of the Spirit Cat Clan, you severed one of my arms, and today I will make your sister pay the price." Rice laughed loudly, the wound on his right arm still bleeding profusely. It was clear that he disregarded his own injury in order to take the Holy Maiden hostage. It seemed that losing his right arm had been a great blow to him.

"How dare you!" The chieftain of the Spirit Cat Clan roared, his eyes filled with murderous intent. In his haste to rescue Deqi, he had momentarily forgotten that his sister was now unprotected, and he was filled with self-reproach.

“Dutch, calm down. She’s the girl the Wolf King is watching. If you hurt her, we’re both finished.” Rice frowned, never expecting his brother to lose control of his emotions at this moment. If the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Cat Clan lost even a single hair, how could he explain to the Wolf King? Not only him, but everyone present would be implicated.

However, Deqi was furious and blinded by hatred. The Wolf Fang Clan was a race that valued strength above all else; as long as you were strong enough, you could lead the Wolf Clan.

However, now that his right arm has been severed, his strength is bound to be much weaker than before, and his combat power will decline significantly. As a result, his current position is naturally insecure, and those in the Wolf Fang Clan who have grudges against him may take the opportunity to kick him while he's down. His future days will certainly not be easy.

He had grown accustomed to a life of being high above, with all wolves submitting to him, and doing whatever he pleased. But those days were gone forever. With his strength greatly diminished, no one would submit to him anymore. It was as if he had fallen from heaven to hell, and the stark contrast was hard for him to accept.

Right now, the only thing on his mind was revenge, to make the Spirit Cat Clan Chief pay the price for cutting off his arm; otherwise, he would never be able to swallow this insult.

“If you’re still my brother, then leave me alone.” Dutch glanced at Rice. Since childhood, his brother had always been better than him in everything, always acting superior, which made him very unhappy. Now that he had lost an arm, he would inevitably be ridiculed, which he couldn’t accept.

He now only wanted the Spirit Cat Clan Chief to pay the price, so he tightened his grip on the Saintess's neck, making it difficult for her to breathe, and turned his gaze forward.

"If you want your sister to live, put down your weapon and obediently come before me!"

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