Lord of the Magical Beasts-Chapter 44 - Trample on his Privates

Chapter 44: Trample on his Privates

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Seeing the troops shouting, unaware of their fates, Yang Ling let out a cold laugh. He whispered something in Argus’s ear, and the latter left to execute his orders. Quickly, the warriors split into groups of five men and spread sideways, five groups to a unit. A large piece of empty land appeared behind Yang Ling.

Jaynowese was confused about the other party’s strange actions. Could it be that Yang Ling wanted to surround them? He could not understand what the young man was doing. At the same time, the troops and adventurers watching them had some idea of Yang Ling’s intentions, so they retreated back at the same time. No one wanted to be a living target for the Magical Beast army.

Just as Jaynowese was doubtful and confused, the satisfied Sangdela walked out, his steps light. “Ah, these ladies are great!”

Sangdela had just walked out when the crowd recognized him. They all started cursing at him.

“Oh Yiblis, it’s that guy who nearly killed Daymore!”

“That’s right, it’s him! Kill this beast of a man!”

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Hearing the waves of curses, each louder than the last, Jaynowese gained a general understanding of what was going on. His son had been spoiled since he was young, and now that he was older, he committed atrocities frequently, thinking he could get away with them because of his status. But Jaynowese had not expected his good-for-nothing son to get into this much trouble the first night they had arrived here.

“Sir, perhaps there is a misunderstanding between us. How about some sort of recompense? The Wind Troops do not have many things, but we can spare a few thousand crystal coins!”

As he watched Yang Ling’s soldiers backing away in retreat, Jaynowese, who had years of experience in battles, had a feeling of unease. But he could not just hand over Sangdela like that. Sangdela was his only child. He would not hand him over no matter what atrocities he had committed.

The Wind Troops?

The crowd only noticed the logo of a wolf’s head on Jaynowese’s tent after hearing his words. They all gasped.

The Wind Troops were powerful and had gotten their way in the Banto Empire for years. They had never heard of the Wind Troops making any mistakes, and each of their missions earned them crates full of gold. It was rumored that they had a powerful figure backing them in the capital, hence the reason they didn’t have to be afraid of anything.

After the initial shock, the spectating troops and adventurers broke into whispers. Word of the Wind Troops had spread far and wide, and their abilities were known to be powerful. But Yang Ling did not pale in comparison. He had heavily armored barbarians, master archers in the forest elves, as well as his terrifying army of Magical Beasts. They did not know who would have the last laugh if the two were to engage in battle.

Looking at the large group of men before him, Sangdela lazily rubbed his eyes. He was not interested in battles, as he preferred to spend his day with women. He just wanted to see if there was a suitable target for him within the crowd. Otherwise, how was he going to spend the long night when today was over?

Suddenly, he had a glint in his eyes. He saw the lady who had jumped from the cliff yesterday. Recovering from his surprise, he called, “Hey, little beauty, I let you off last night. Why have you sent yourself to me today?”

After learning that Yang Ling would lead his troops and seek justice for her, Daymore had insisted that she come, despite being injured. She wanted to personally witness Sangdela’s end. Seeing this perverted man not only deny his crimes, but also humiliate her in front of everybody, her body trembled in fury, nearly causing her to fall. In that moment, the blood of the townspeople boiled. They wanted to beat Sangdela to death.

Just as Casey and the rest were furious and wanting to battle, Goode secretly came to Yang Ling’s side and whispered, “Sir, the preparations are ready. A large portion of the troops and adventurers are here to witness this. It’s time to attack!”

In order to warn the others and instill fear into the hearts of the brazen troops and adventurers, Yang Ling had instructed Goode to lead a group to promote the battle. Goode had gathered a large number of the troops and adventurers who were currently in the town to witness this battle. As long as they could defeat the Wind Troops in front of everyone, Yang Ling believed that the other troops and adventurers would have to restrain themselves and think before they acted.

“Captain, hand his head over, then leave Wissen Town immediately with your men. Otherwise, haha, don’t blame me for being nasty!” Pointing to Sangdela, who was ignorant of his fate, Yang Ling had a cold glow in his eyes.

He wants my head?

After a moment’s surprise, Sangdela broke into laughter, as if he had just heard the greatest joke in the continent. “Rubbish! Speaking nonsense so early in the morning. I had thought that you were some formidable figure. To think that you are just a foolish Sharo Boar!”

Foolish Sharo Boar?

Seeing how brazen Sangdela was, the spectating troops and adventurers shook their heads. Yang Ling’s warriors were all heavily armored, clearly prepared for this battle. On the other hand, some of the soldiers of the Wind Troops were barefoot, others slowly tying the belts around their trousers. They were obviously unprepared. No matter how powerful the soldiers were, they would definitely suffer heavy casualties if they fought Yang Ling.

“Brother, three hundred Black Crystal Coins! We’ll wager to see if the Wind Troops can retreat without suffering any casualties, are you in?”

“Oh Yiblis, three hundred is too little, I’ll bet a thousand on the Wind Troops being completely defeated!”

“Hehe, I’ll bet five hundred on each. The two seem evenly matched!”

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Seeing a large battle about to start, the troops who were addicted to gambling started placing their bets. Some placed bets on the Wind Troops’ complete defeat, while some bet on a draw. Some who had witnessed how powerful the soldiers of the Wind Troops were bet on them achieving a great victory. They were of the impression that Yang Ling would not be able to display the full might of his Magical Beast army at such a close distance.

Looking at the brazen Sangdela, Yang Ling let out a cold grunt. In one breath, he summoned all of his Evil Eyes and Horned Bee Beasts. The Evil Eyes were responsible for the offense, while the speedy Horned Bee Beasts were tasked to defend.

“Not good, the magic barrier, quick!” Seeing Yang Ling instantly summon a large army of Magical Beasts, Jaynowese turned pale and staggered as he issued the command.

Jaynowese had not completed his sentence when the experienced Spellcasters he had under him joined forces and conjured a magic barrier. They were even more sensitive to danger than the warriors at the frontline. But they had still underestimated the power of the collective attacks of the Evil Eyes. After a concentrated flurry of light beams, the earth barrier that could even defend against a high level magic spell instantly vaporized.

“Oh Yiblis, charge forward!” Tilting his body to avoid a light beam, Jaynowese reacted quickly. He took the forefront, charging toward Yang Ling, fast as lightning. As he circulated the Battle Energy in his body, his spear radiated a glaring red light.

At the same time, under his command, a dozen elite soldiers charged forward like the wind, toward Yang Ling who was not far away. Their gleaming swords and soaring Battle Energy caused the spectators to gasp. To be able to deploy ten high level Swordsmen in an instant, their abilities were strong indeed.

The people spectating the battle were incredibly nervous, but Yang Ling was confident, his expression unchanging. Ever since he had advanced to the level of Spirit Wizard, the abilities of his Horned Bee Beasts and Evil Eyes were unlike the past. He believed that as long as he was expecting the attack, his Horned Bee Beasts could protect him well enough that an ordinary person would not be able to get near him.

Slice him in half, or capture him and torture him slowly?

Looking at Yang Ling, who seemed to be motionless from the shock, Jaynowese let out a cold smile, once again accelerating. Even though he did not know how Yang Ling could have summoned such a large number of Magical Beasts in an instant, Jaynowese was still confident that with his abilities, Yang Ling would not have the power to retaliate if he closed in on him. In his hurry, he failed to notice the tentacles of the Evil Eyes turning redder.

Just as Jaynowese lifted the sword in his hand high and prepared to deal the fatal blow, something surprising happened!

The Evil Eyes behind Yang Ling, who were charging up their attack, released bolts of intense light. There was a blindingly powerful white light. In that instant, the spectators around them felt pain in their eyes, as if they had been pierced by a needle. As for Jaynowese, who was at the forefront, he felt as though his eyes had been stabbed by several blades. In that moment, he was like a blind man, unable to see anything.

Flash grenade?

Seeing Jaynowese and the rest move around like headless flies, Yang Ling could not help but be impressed by the power of the Evil Eyes’ beams of light. He thought back to the military magazines he had read in the past and felt that these beams of blinding light were even more powerful than the flash grenades used by the US army.

I cannot miss this opportunity!

Seeing the other party in chaos, Yang Ling ordered his Horned Bee Beasts to charge forward. Even though the loss of vision was temporary, it was enough time for the speedy Horned Bee Beasts. In front of their sharp fangs, in front of their poisonous stingers, the soldiers who hadn’t had enough time to put on their heavy armor fell instantly. They were as helpless as a naked lady in front of a pervert.

Defeat, utter defeat!

The Wind Troops had underestimated their enemy and were caught off guard. The soldiers tried their best to open their eyes and hide, each man fighting for himself. They had suffered an unprecedented defeat. With their temporary loss of vision, the Spellcasters were unable to cast powerful spells. The warriors were also unable to defend themselves against the Horned Bee Beasts, unable to fight at their full power. No one would have expected Yang Ling to have such a terrifying secret weapon.

“Go, attack them from the inside!”

“Oh Yiblis, break their legs!”

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Seeing the troops unable to retaliate, the townspeople swarmed forward, unable to tolerate them any longer. Punches and kicks rained down on the soldiers, causing them to cry for their mommies, their flesh tearing. As for the arrogant Sangdela, he received special treatment from the townspeople.

By the time Yang Ling sent someone to drag the lecher out, Sangdela was already covered in blood, his breathing shallow. His neck had been fractured, and his privates had been trampled to a paste. He might not have been saved even if God were to descend upon the earth.