After a prolonged fight, Merra is already on her loose end. Beastman race may be blessed with strong physical attack and endurance. However, their mana capacity is worse than other races. Even their sixth grade still couldn't overcome this racial weakness.
Hence, the beastman will easily get tired whenever they fight using skill. Skill is unlike ordinary physical attack. Although some physical attacks look the same as warrior skills at first glance, they are still different regarding mana consumption.
Most skills need mana to execute. With the combination of Beastman's strong physical body, ordinary skills could become deadly skills in their hand. Unfortunately, this also makes the beastman tired faster as mana is still integrated deeply into their body.
Knowing Merra's exhausted condition, the Dwarves try to finish her off decisively. They didn't want this powerful sixth-grade beastman to create another disturbance later.
Merra's combat prowess is entirely off the charts. In a few minutes, dozens of high-grade dwarves fell under her claws. Even their sturdy enchanted armor seems like paper under her claw and palm skill.
During this life-and-death moment, everyone suddenly heard a thunderous roar. *ROOOOARRR* No one knows where this loud beastly roaring sound comes from. Still, this loud howling sound reverb all over the place and somehow stops everyone's action.
Everyone feels a powerful suppression coming from this howling sound. It is like a mighty beast announcing its arrival.
"Hoo… this is interesting. Nabe, you are wrong. It seems someone managed to get in here." said Alder with a smile.
"Hmm… You are right. I didn't expect that mad lad to come here through that way. I don't even know what makes him so driven like this. And… Royal Flush. It's my win again." replied Nabe.
"Hold on!! This is definitely rigged." grumbled the masked tower guard on the side.
"Told you. There is no way the Red Queen just wants to have a nice card game." chimed another tower guard on the side.
"Heee… You all look calmer in this situation. No wonder my woman is interested in you guys." said Alder.
"Who is your woman, stupid lizard?!! No one will think you are mute if you are not saying anything." retorted Nabe.
As Alder and Nabe have their romantic comedy, the other tower guards only give them a side glance. Alder and Nabe's banter often happens during all this time. However, they also couldn't do anything about it.
Although they are strong, Alder and Nabe are not someone they could fight without risking their life. Most tower guards only hired mercenaries and people with their own interests.
Even if they get paid many times over, they will not give their all just to fight Alder and Nabe without a proper reason. Besides, they recently got another secret order from Dumrod to contain Alder and Nabe.
Dumrod specifically orders them to not let them go around, especially Nabe. If Alder could bring terror and panic to dwarves, Nabe could potentially kill every dwarf in this place.
Her fame as the primary researcher of the Plargos curse may be secret knowledge. However, Dumrod still knows about it and Nabe's actual capability. It is not wrong to say that Nabe could produce a deadly poison that only kills the dwarves' race.
Therefore, if they could hold Alder and Nabe here while doing nothing, the tower guard would decide to not complain about their current situation.
They also know if Alder and Nabe want to get out of this place, no one can stop them, not even this blockade barrier all over Undermine Council.
After the initial loud howl, the whole Undermine Council trembled and shook. As time passed by, the shaking got stronger. *BOOMMM* Suddenly, a large area erupted from the ground to the sky near Stonehall.
"HAHAHAHA!! Bring all the strong ones here!!" roared Warchief Might in the air.
"Hmm… I smell it. There are so many strong people here. I knew that this trip would be worth it. Huh?!" said Warchief Might before disappearing from his spot.
*BOOM* *BOOM* *BOOM* Warchief Might rushes and destroys anything in its path. No matter if it is people, dwarves, or enchanted buildings. Everything crumbled like a sandcastle the moment it touched fast-moving Warchief Might.
Warchief Might arrives at the wounded and bloody Merra's location a few moments later. All the dwarves nearby couldn't help but tremble in fear under Warchief Might's terrifying aura. Some of the high-grade dwarves nearby are familiar with seventh-grade aura.
However, the Beastman Warchief could make them tremble in fear just by getting near him. The Warchief looked at Merra coldly without saying anything.
"*Cough* *Cough* What took you so long?! *Cough* *Cough*" said Merra while coughing some blood.
"How many?" asked Warchief Might without any change of expression.
"*Cough* Don't know. Probably six or more." replied Merra, as she knew exactly what the Warchief meant.
Hearing this, Warchief Might grins widely.
"Hahahahaha!! As expected of my daughter. You are truly worthy as Napollo." laughed Warchief Might loudly.
Suddenly, the laughter stopped as Warchief Might coldly gazed towards the surrounding dwarves.
"Now, it's your turn. Don't worry. There will be only me in seventh grade to fight you all." said Warchief Might.
"Fuck!! Retreat!!" shouted the nearby dwarves captain.
*Bam* *Bam* *Bam* Without any resistance, all the nearby dwarves instantly turn into mince meat after getting pounded by Warchief Might. There is a saying the male lion will push their cub to the cliff to teach them how to survive.
However, people often forget that the male lion is also the pack's leader. Once you mess with their pack, the leader will be the first to stay in the front. For the merciless Warchief Might, the injured and wounded Merra is just a simple matter.
In his mind, A beastman without injury from battle is not a true beastman. He even didn't care if Merra was dead at this moment. At most, he will only blame Merra for her own weakness. Still, he couldn't just let go of the other people who dared to injure Merra.
It is not because of compassion but out of his pride as her father. These dwarves clearly do not think of him when they fight Merra. In this case, Warchief Might need to make them remember why he was called the strongest beastman.
Unlike toying with the half-breed Ekkho, Warchief Might didn't give a single mercy to these dwarves. Warchief Might's principle of life may look cruel to their own kind, but he is merciless to his enemies.
"Hahaha… Is that all you got?! Is this the dwarf that is comparable to beastman physical strength?!! Weak! Weak!!" laughed Warchief Might without stopping butchering the dwarf.
"Retreat!! Don't listen to him!! All retreat towards the tower!!" ordered some dwarves captain.
The dwarves could only retreat while having their pride trampled by Warchief Might's laugh. The Beastman and Dwarf races have a lot of similarities. Both of them are warrior races with strong physical bodies.
The dwarf race has a more resistant body, while the Beastman race is leaning towards explosive power. Regarding physical strength, Beastman still wins by a few times unless the dwarves themselves practice the Gate of Life secret technique.
Unfortunately, not all of the dwarves could practice such a technique. The technique may break their physical limit and boost their strength permanently, yet it still poses a huge risk. One wrong step, it will leave them dead.
Basically, it is a secret technique with a considerable mortality rate. In normal cases, it is a secret technique that can only be performed by dwarves who have already reached their physical limit. Still, some stubborn and life-risking dwarves often dare to practice this mortifying technique.
Most of these dwarves belong to the one that is venturing outside their community, like Balrug and his friend. By coincidence, these dwarves are the ones that gain the fame that dwarves' body is comparable to Beastman physical strength.
Unfortunately, these dwarves are currently getting drunk to death somewhere underground and remain oblivious to all the chaotic situations outside. Even if they notice it, they may also not lend a helping hand to fight against the Devil Lion.
In the eyes of outsiders' dwarves, Warchief Might is the same as Devil Lion because of a particular incident long ago. This incident makes even the most stubborn dwarf avoid getting entangled with Warchief Might.
"Oii… Why did I suddenly hear that devil roar?!" said one of the drunken dwarfs.
"Hahhaha… You must be drunk, Broky!! Here taste my new brew?!" said another dwarf while pouring more liquor into his glass.
"*Brusst* What fuck is this?! It tastes like your mom's pee?!" said Broky.
"Hahaha… Exactly. Wait a minute… How did you know what my mom's pee taste like?!" asked the dwarf.
Then, the situation suddenly turned into a drunken fight. This scene happens all over the underground tavern. At the same time, some dwarves in a corner are looking at the big projector in front of them.
On the projector, the dwarves could see his fellow dwarves' guard running away, being chased by Warchief Might. Yet, none of these dwarfs looked worried and even laughed at the scene.
"Bahahahahaha… Look, he is crying like a child!!" laughed a dwarf while drunk.
"Kyaaa!! Hahaha… They scream even louder than those stupid noble princesses." mocked another dwarf.
In response to this sentence, all the other dwarves also laughed together, mocking their fellow dwarves.
"Hey… Is this really okay? I mean, many people are dying up there." asked a drunken dwarf.
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