I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax - Chapter 416

Chapter 416: Chapter416-The Zeal of the Tribespeople
Vulture watched as the fervor took hold of the crowd, a smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

Initially, when he had killed those people and magical beasts, he indeed faced much opposition.

But after he brought out these items, no one opposed him anymore because everyone was thrilled by the prospect and desired to possess these treasures.

They all recognized the rarity and value of such items.

These potions could enhance personal attributes in a short time, but to him, they were merely buff potions: strength enhancers, speed boosters, and stamina recovery elixirs.

What he had merely purchased for a few hundred federal coins became a supreme tool to command these people in this place.

“If you want them, you’ll have to complete the tasks I assign. The top three who kill the most enemies this time will receive these items,” Vulture declared, raising the bottles high once again.

Red, blue, and green potion bottles sparkled under the sunlight, casting a glow that mirrored the longing in everyone’s eyes.

Some even involuntarily swallowed hard, their desire almost overflowing beyond words.

They were desperate to obtain these items, eager to become one of the strong.

Having tasted such power, no one wanted to be subordinate to others anymore!

This power made people feel crazed and captivated; it was irresistible and could even cause one to lose their sense of reason.

“Kill them, and you will have everything you desire!”

Vulture’s cry once again whipped the crowd into a frenzy.

“Kill them, kill them!”

“Kill them and we will obtain the divine items! Kill them!”

Everyone’s eyes turned red with excitement, eager to possess these items, and even more eager to gain more of everything.

“Set out, warriors! Kill them and bring back their heads to claim your rewards.”

As he spoke, Vulture mounted the snow leopard again.

This time, however, the snow leopard seemed displeased with Vulture, flicking its ears involuntarily before settling down on the ground resignedly.

The others cheered and raised their arms in jubilation, following Vulture without any hesitation.

Only some elders watching from a distance sighed.

A child, somewhat confused, looked up at one of the elders.

“Grandpa Tree, why are you so unhappy? Shouldn’t they go out this time?”

The child looked questioningly at the elder.

The elder was the oldest and wisest in their tribe, often said by the child’s father to be the most knowledgeable old man.

Yet, why did Grandpa Tree not stop the chieftain from doing these things this time?

Grandpa Tree gently patted the child’s head, a trace of sorrow in his eyes.

“This time, our tribe’s warriors will face a great setback. Child, remember, no matter what happens, always keep hope alive. Only then can we truly survive.”

The child looked at the elder somewhat bewildered, not fully understanding.

He also didn’t understand why the previously kind and approachable chieftain had become so fierce.

“Once, I just went into the chieftain’s hut and ate a fruit, and he slapped me hard and threw me out. The look in his eyes was terrifying. If Grandpa Tree hadn’t pleaded for me just in time, I might have died.”

“Grandpa Tree, has the chieftain turned bad? Is he…not our real chieftain anymore?”

Hearing the child speak thus, Grandpa Tree’s eyes suddenly sharpened.

“Child, why do you think so?”

The child bit his lower lip lightly, unsure of how to express himself properly at first but eventually said slowly, “I don’t know why I feel this way, but I just think that this isn’t our chieftain; otherwise, he wouldn’t act like this. He is so different from the chieftain before, who loved us deeply and would never be so cruel to us.”

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Tree couldn’t help but sigh softly, gently stroking the child’s hair.

“Child, I know what you’re trying to say, but these matters are too dangerous for you. You mustn’t think too deeply about them, do you understand? Sometimes, keeping silent is the best thing to do.”

The child looked somewhat confusedly at Grandpa Tree, not quite understanding why he suddenly shouldn’t ask about these matters anymore.

But seeing the sadness on Grandpa Tree’s face, he reluctantly nodded, swallowing back the words that had almost escaped his lips.

Grandpa Tree wouldn’t lie to him; since Grandpa Tree said it wasn’t good to pursue the matter, he definitely wouldn’t ask any further.

He watched the direction in which the tribe’s warriors had departed, his hands involuntarily clenching into fists.

He didn’t have any other wishes, just hoping that the warriors could return safely and smoothly!

Meanwhile, John was distinctly aware of the presence of magical beasts ahead.

The ground under him was beginning to tremble uncontrollably—a clear sign of a large beast waiting for them just ahead.

The expression on the Zebra Tribe chieftain’s face grew serious as he looked earnestly at John and said, “It seems we have already attracted their attention, and those ahead intend to kill us. Do we need to take additional precautions now?”

The chieftain of the Zebra Tribe glanced back at his people.

If a moment’s negligence caused them harm, it would be their greatest loss.

“No need for discussion, we’ll just charge through,” John said with a tone full of confidence, though worry flickered in the chieftain’s eyes.

Ultimately, he said nothing, silently following John forward.

Now, beneath their feet, they possessed a great serpent beast.

Did this mean that they could control events as they unfolded?

They would no longer suffer the losses they did in the past, where a single encounter could cost them several warriors or even leave several warriors crippled just to pull an opponent from their beast!

They were now equals!

The sound of the Earth Trembling grew louder, and at the same time, they saw smoke slowly rising in the distance.

Many warriors of the Zebra Tribe began to feel a sense of panic and restlessness.

They had fought the Panther Tribe before and had been decisively defeated each time.

Although they now had the help of a divine envoy, there was still a lingering worry in their hearts, which could potentially dampen their fighting spirit.

John glanced around, then, without a word, gently tapped his staff on the ground.

In an instant—Boom!

A tremendous roar erupted from beneath the earth.

Then, they saw the earthen giants that had previously appeared in their tribe reemerge on the battlefield!

The colossal giants followed behind them like bodyguards, or rather, like their protectors, stepping forward in sync with their strides.

John watched everything unfold without speaking or offering any explanation.

Want to outnumber us? Want to make more noise?

Then I’ll see what you have to compare with me!

I can summon these giants in droves!

I’ll see how many magical beasts you have left then!

This confident demeanor of John caught the eyes of others, taking on a special significance.

This was their Divine Envoy!

The Divine Envoy who would not back down from anything!

With the help of a divine envoy, what was there to fear?