Chapter 15 Regret

Asovin's tribe received this difficult victory.

More than half of the Chaos War Gang people were killed, and the rest were either captured or fled in scattered ways. The captured enemies were not the kind of terror believers who were terror (otherwise, they would not surrender). They would change their faith and defect to Slaanes' arms. In addition, after the battle, they immediately rushed to the temporary camp of the terror war Gang. Here, Asovin found dozens of slaves - yes, even the terror war Gang needed some slaves to serve him. It was just that because of their bloodthirsty nature, the lives of these slaves generally could not last long.

These slaves quickly expressed their willingness to change their faith in fear. In fact, the faith of Chaos is not so fixed. A powerful Chaos champion or Chaos Lord often receives olive branches from other gods and changes their positions. Although these ordinary believers cannot receive the gods' personal recruitment, they will also have the opportunity (such as this time) to change their religion. In fact, if it weren't for the fact that the terror had always hated the weak, they would have long become the believers of terror.

However, the price paid by the tribe is also heavy. Although Asovin himself is safe, one of the two God-Selected Warriors in the tribe was killed - they were killed when they prevented the terror champion from escaping, and he directly knocked out his brain with one blow. In addition to the God-Selected Warriors, they also lost forty people, and in addition, there were also an equal number of people injured. More than a dozen of them may be left with lifelong disabilities, or in other words: they can't live for too long.

For southerners, this may be a terrible thing. But for Chaos believers, this is a normal survival of the fittest and conforms to the law of chaos.

But, in any case, they will surely please the great prince of darkness. For the believers of the Blood God, killing the believers of Slaanesh is a shortcut to please God. But on the other hand, the same is true for the believers of the Prince of Fun.

Ashu Rufate didn't come back long after the battle ended.

It must be noted that, as an archer stationed at the Arrow Tower, Ashu Rufate did not participate in that fierce battle. Or, it can be said that when the archers rushed to the battlefield to participate in the battle, the battle was over. The rest of the time was not fighting, but chasing. The winners worked hard to expand the results, while the losers tried their best to escape from failure. Many people scattered, wanting to make a military contribution for themselves. Therefore, Ashu Rufate returned late but did not attract the special attention of others.

After all, this is a small battle between the two sides, which is only four or five hundred people, and the battle did not delay for too long. Asowen's magic really played its greatest role. In fact, from an objective perspective, it can be said that Asowen's three magics are simply the key to determining the outcome.

In today's battle, many people performed well, especially the four-man team led by Claire. Although they had only four, they attracted about twenty Chaos warriors at critical moments, making them unable to participate in the final decisive battle. This was an amazing achievement in this small-scale battle. Not only that, they shot and killed four Chaos warriors with horses and crossbows, but they did not suffer any casualties.

That night, a magic ceremony was held in the tribe. On the one hand, this ceremony was to celebrate the victory, and on the other hand, it was to question the loyalty of the "new believers". However, Ashu Rufate already knew that they would pass this test. Because among the Chaos believers at the bottom, faith was not so pure, and it was common to worship different gods at the same time. In fact, even among the top leaders, there were often people worshipping the four evil gods as a whole. Like this small tribe, there were only a few people who worshiped a certain god alone.

However, most people know that it is easier to gain favor by worshiping a god alone and gain status and strength faster.

As many newcomers walked past the altar of Slaanes one by one, and swearing allegiance to the Prince of Joy, other members of the tribe watched. A fire was lit in front of the altar of Slaanes. When a believer walked by and praised Slaanes, a large red smoke suddenly appeared in the fire, causing the entire camp to be covered with a sick red light.

The thick smoke was filled with a sweet and greasy smell. Everyone—at least most—had a fascination as the smell spreads. Everyone knew that this was a symbol of Slaanesh. Asovin dedicated this victory to the great prince of entertainment, thus gaining the attention of the gods. The smoke was the most obvious evidence of the gods' favor: from the expressions that appeared on people's faces, one can imagine that they were feeling that they were getting lighter and lighter at this moment, as if they were about to float off the ground.

Claire walked past Ashu Rufate. At this time, so many people were so intoxicated and fell into a dream-like wonderful sense. Ashu Rufate's frustration expression was too conspicuous. It was also a pity that everyone was enjoying the generous gifts of the Prince of Fun and had no time to care about it. For ordinary people, just being awake in such a paralytic haze is an excessive requirement.

The reason why Claire was able to stay awake was entirely because her mouth and nose were covered with cloth, and special potions were sprinkled on the cloth.

This is because she - of course there are a few other unlucky guys - must keep the tribe's periphery alert during this period. This is the result of a fair lottery, not particularly targeted. In short, Claire has no chance to enjoy this feast of Prince Fun.

"Do you still feel sober?" Claire pulled Ashu Rufat hard. "Don't you feel it?" She was a little confused. However, at least he knew Ashu Rufat was a champion warrior - perhaps not so qualified, but this identity itself was Prince Huanyu's recognition of his strength. Of course, it's a pity that strength does not equal courage - perhaps because of this, Ashu Rufat was immune to this scene.

"Sobert?" Ashu Rufate had to express his regret. "To be honest, I really don't understand why they are so addicted?"

He himself was not surprised by this. Because he had long known that his physique was different from ordinary people - he did not need to eat, drink water, or sleep, and other than that, he did not feel anything no matter how much alcohol he drank.

"Come out and patrol with me!" Claire said angrily.

A few minutes later, they left the tribe. The moment they walked out of the gate, Ashu Rufat heard a scream in the thick and turbid breath of people, and the tone was full and unconcealed excitement. Then, more voices sounded, which were the men's undepressing roars and the women's laughter, which was no stranger to him. When he was still living in Huajie, he could hear such sounds from time to time.

"Ashrufate, your archery skills are good." Claire suddenly said. "I heard that you shot and killed... a lot of enemies under your arrow."

"It's just a little more accurate than others." Ashu Rufate replied.

"It seems you are not a coward." Claire asked. When she first met Ashu Rufate, she was full of awe. Not only did she feel the strength of the other party, but also because Ashu Rufate showed the Slaanes emblem that only the Chaos champion could possess. However, as she deepened her contact, she found that Ashu Rufate actually refused to fight and would rather be a chef, which made her involuntarily contempt. You must know that no matter how strong a person is, if he lacks the will to fight, he is still weak, cowardly and incompetent. Such people can only be regarded as the kind of person who is about to be eliminated in the field of chaos.

But in the past two days, Ashu Rufate has actively participated in the battle, especially today, as an archer, he performed very well. Some people say that he shot at least ten enemies.

"I don't care what others think." Ashu Rufat disagreed with Claire's words.

"But why are you so frustrated?" Claire asked curiously. From any perspective, Ashu Rufate had no reason to be frustrated unless...

"Are you sad for those you shot?" she asked in an incredible tone. In theory, no Chaos believer would have such a weird idea—the exceptions of those guys from the South.

"Yes, I shouldn't have killed anyone." Ashu Rufate sighed. It's really a pity that he had to kill the terror champion in the fight - he didn't even have the chance to ask a question. You know, this was a rare opportunity.

"You..." Claire couldn't help rolling his eyes. She didn't understand how the great Prince of Huanyu would fall in love with such a cowardly waste and gave him the identity of Chaos Champion. If Claire had this identity, she would have been the leader of the tribe now, and... it would be her, not Asovin, who would have dedicated this victory to Prince of Huanyu.

Think about it, what kind of reward she will get? Maybe she will become a Chaos Lord...ah, that is a little outrageous. Even in the girl's deepest dream, she never expected such a generous reward.

But this is just a fantasy after all. In any case, the leader of the tribe is the wizard Asovin, and she is just a mere plunder. Although she performed well today, according to what she knew, even if she was still a distance away from the genuine Chaos Warrior. Killing three or five enemies on the battlefield can't impress the gods, let alone she hasn't killed so many people.

However, Asovin will probably receive a great reward, either in terms of strength or in terms of desire.

"Are people in the south like you?" she asked.

"No, there are a few like me." Ashu Rufat chuckled. He suddenly thought, what should he do if he defeated him today? Then he realized that even in the worst case, he could easily turn the situation around.

This level of battle is meaningless to him, and it is not even a challenge. The only troublesome thing is that his plan completely failed. Yes, he successfully blocked the escaped terror champion according to the original plan, but the last step was not successful. He was forced to kill the other party in the battle, but found nothing.

He was not particularly happy to kill a Chaos champion. He had already killed more than ten or eight people on the battlefield with this level of goods. If he could count the military achievements of his subordinates, he would have killed several thousand. But then again, killing was one thing, and capturing alive was another. For example, this time, he originally planned to catch a living person, but in the end he failed.

You must pay attention next time. Ashu Rufat reminds himself that if there are similar opportunities, he must be well prepared. For example, at least he cannot catch people with a sword, but should make a big stick for himself. If he can have a stick behind his back, even the terror-torn champion warrior must be captured obediently.
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