Chapter 916: Chapter 40: Divine Judgment_5
After listening to the Chieftain’s tale, Xuan Ye was greatly alarmed. Although he had already heard of the mighty power of the Sword of Hades, he had never imagined it would be so formidable.
"Where did those dead bandits fall, take me to see them?"
"Red Bishop, those bandits have already been buried. With the weather being so hot, I fear the bodies would have decomposed by now, I think..."
Xuan Ye frowned and said, "Very well, then describe to me exactly what those dead bandits looked like at the time."
The Chief of the Northern Tribes, as if pardoned from sin, hurriedly embellished his description.
Xuan Ye was stirred as he listened to the description, sighing, "The Sword of Hades truly deserves its reputation as the foremost evil weapon in the world, to think it could extract the souls of ordinary people just through its Evil Aura. How terrifying!"
Just then, a young tribesman rushed in anxiously, "Chieftain, Chieftain, it’s bad news."
The Chief of the Northern Tribes scolded, "What are you shouting for? Don’t you see the Red Bishop is here? Do not disturb him."
The young tribesman glanced at Xuan Ye, then hesitantly said, "But, but the Prairie Wolves are coming."
The Chieftain was shocked, "What did you say? The Prairie Wolves are here? How could this be, weren’t they supposed to have retreated?"
The youth thought, ’You ask me, but who do I ask?’, "It seems they have about two thousand men, already charging towards our village. Our tribespeople have gone to resist, but our numbers do not give us an advantage, I fear, I fear..."
Xuan Ye did not wait for the Chieftain to speak, interrupting, "They are just some bandits, no need to panic, let me have a look. God will protect your tribespeople."
The Chieftain then realized he had a great support by his side and quickly said, "Please have mercy on us, your faithful followers, Bishop."
Xuan Ye nodded slightly. He also wanted to see what these bandits, who had roamed the plains for years, were capable of. It would seem the Prairie Wolves were out of luck. Just as they had lost over a thousand men to Ah Dai, they had now encountered Xuan Ye, the Grim Reaper. Xuan Ye was never lenient with evil forces.
With the Oasis at the center, the Northern Tribes were already in chaos, the Prairie Wolves’ two thousand cavalry had launched their attack. Even though the tribal warriors were desperately resisting, they were outmatched in both numbers and combat strength, and within a short time, around a hundred casualties had occurred.
The Chieftain’s face turned pale, having suffered such a blow for the third time in three days, his heart had plummeted into the abyss.
"Are these the bandits who roam the plains?" asked Xuan Ye indifferently.
The Chieftain hurriedly said, "Yes! Bishop, you must save our tribe, these bandits have taken countless lives on the plains, they are truly blasphemers against God, they are challenging God’s dignity!"
Xuan Ye, somewhat impatiently glanced at the Chieftain, and said nonchalantly, "God will punish these blasphemers. Ready the Divine Judgment."
Following Xuan Ye’s command, the twelve high priests who accompanied him swiftly surrounded him in the center, while the Chieftain and the tribespeople following him were ’invited’ aside by the Silver Armored Judge.
For these bandits, Xuan Ye was undoubtedly a nightmare. He chanted softly, "Wrath of the Gods, borrow your divine power, infuse it into my heart, eradicate the evil." A flash of golden light passed, and the pyramid-shaped Wrath of the Gods settled in Xuan Ye’s hand. The twelve high priests around him began continuously chanting the Spell of Divine Prayer, with the Holy Light engulfing Xuan Ye’s body. The Sacred Aura surged dramatically.
"Great Sky God! You possess endless Divine Power. As your faithful believer, I request you, bestow upon me the power of God." Beneath Xuan Ye’s feet, a massive white Magic hexagram appeared, enveloping his entire body. The Wrath of the Gods shimmered with dazzling golden light, making Xuan Ye stand out even under the bright sunlight. The Prairie Wolves evidently noticed the situation here and divided five hundred men to desperately charge in this direction.
