Chapter 3101 - 1033: When You’re Dying and There’s an Elixir of Immortality Nearby...

Chapter 3101: Chapter 1033: When You’re Dying and There’s an Elixir of Immortality Nearby...

Gehrman Bonebite knew his time was running out.

In fact, when he obeyed that damned Shadow Elf and spread the original sin of chaotic faith among his clan, King Bite Bone already had a sense of unease. But when he saw those warriors tormented by the plague of the mind regain their savage warlike spirit under the blessing of chaotic power, his unease slightly diminished.

However, after several victorious battles, upon seeing his warriors growing stronger but also more brutal, even beginning to eat their own kind alive, the unease about fate resurfaced in his heart.

More than twenty days ago, he personally executed a madman who attempted to kill him, hacking seven times yet unable to kill the other, and watching as the latter grew a second head. Lord Gehrman knew...

he was as good as dead.

Even though his army is currently surrounding several highlands, launching devastating attacks on the Golden Flower people, seemingly at an advantage, King Gehrman Bonebite hasn’t stepped out of his tent for seven days.

His situation is no better than that of Marshal Loren on the opposite side.

He and his most loyal group of trusted aides are trapped in this camp. They dare not go out, because the Hyena Wolfmen who have turned into chaotic creatures will look at them as food.

King Bite Bone has lost control over his chaotic destroyers.

Currently, these chaotic creatures are attacking the Golden Flower people simply because they want a feast. After all, their rampage in the Northern Peninsula has left them devouring all they can eat.

Command?

Ha, in this situation, commanding is impossible.

Dwarf Loren faces the siege of war, while Gehrman Bonebite is trapped in a self-imposed prison. Both leaders face the same predicament... No, Gehrman is worse off than Loren. At least Loren has a group of loyal warriors to make a final stand, but King Bite Bone no longer has any chance.

He knows there are only two paths left for him now.

Either he joins the mad Hyena Wolfmen in faith of original sin chaos, abandoning his last dignity and sanity, sprinting on the path of becoming a monster in hopes of salvation, or he seizes an uncertain opportunity, leading his final Loyalists to break through the encampment of these literal "cannibals".

From the outside, this is a black comedy; as King Bite Bone, he is reduced to living like a rat.

Recently trapped, Gehrman Bonebite has been in a terrible state, with nowhere to go. He can only perform "performance art" in his tent, drinking into a drunken stupor every day, almost speaking to the mirror saying, "Great head, who would chop it off?"

"Damn twilight! I knew that bunch of bastards was unreliable, those sewer rats turned noble Hyena Wolfmen warriors into true beasts!

If I had another chance to choose...

Yes!

If I had another chance, I would have... that bastard..."

Today, King Bite Bone remains obsessed with the "Tyrant Simulator", continuously drinking the Half-body Man’s liquor. The non-stop rain outside the tent makes Gehrman’s fur unable to dry, emitting a disgusting stink, but he was too lazy to tidy up.

Curses emanate from the tent, but no guards stand at the entrance.

The over two hundred loyal servants of King Bite Bone are also living like their master in drunken dreams, even the most mad and determined Hyena Wolfman has despaired in this deadlock.

"Boom"

Peculiar lightning tore the storming sky, the sudden deafening sound causing Gehrman’s skull cup to fall onto the ground.

Yet he was oblivious.

The drunken eyes look at the emerald shimmer outside the tent, the instinct from the Gold strong tells him an unusual event is taking place...

A few minutes later, Gehrman jumped up, no longer resembling a drunken waste, but grabbed his hunting warhammer left in the pile of bottles with delighted madness, watching the calamitous climate surrounding the battle zone rapidly weakening.

The wicked spells of the Daguan Fishmen were broken, and the restrictions on the battle zone were lifted. The fishmen certainly wouldn’t bother breaking their own storm, meaning reinforcements from Dwarf Marshal’s side have arrived!

The last showdown between chaotic creatures and the forces of civilization is about to break out, and the opportunity he had been waiting for finally appeared before him.

Ah, damned yet wonderful fate, finally took pity on the pitiful self once.

"Bang"

Rushing out of the tent into the muddy ground, King Bite Bone kicked open the wooden door of the neighboring tent, angered at the sight of Hyena Wolfman guards lying around haphazardly inside.

"Bastards! When I told you to pretend, I didn’t mean for you to really lie flat in degradation! Get up! Put on your armor, take up your weapons, call upon your Throne Wolves... it’s time to break through!"

King Bite Bone kick and punch awakened all the guards sleeping in the tent, then provided the same "wake-up service" for guards in other tents.

Soon, nearly two hundred bruised loyalists of Bite Bone gathered in the muddy ground. The weather had turned into a gentle rain with beloved sunlight shining down, making Bite Bone’s trusted Hyena Wolfmen feel as if in another world, with some almost driven mad by dire conditions kneeling in the mud embracing the sun with tear-stained faces.