Alibuda Chronicles Part 1: Volume 6, Chapter 4

Chapter Four: The Ferocious Bird with a Human Face

The bushes where we are hiding are secluded. Normally, beastmen shouldn't be here. I couldn't guess who was coming. Just as I was pondering this, I suddenly noticed Yu Hong starting to barely stop crying, turning into intermittent sobs. I immediately realized that this girl thought she was really being hung by the roadside, and hearing footsteps, she was both ashamed and afraid. No matter how stubborn she was, she didn't want her current shameful state exposed to more people.

Now that I had grasped her weakness, I was overjoyed. Without further ado, while Yu Hong was listening intently to the approaching footsteps, I went behind her, pulled down my pants, grabbed her beautiful buttocks, and thrust my penis into her already wet and hot flower garden.

"Ah..."

A short, sharp cry escaped her lips, containing a sweet pleasure of relief, but she immediately awoke, violently twisting her waist, trying to escape my thrusts.

"What are you doing? This is the roadside, those people... are coming..."

"Whether this is the roadside or the woods, you decide! Move, the more you move, the more I enjoy it. The louder the better, so that everyone coming later can see that the righteous Constable Yu Er is like a bitch, legs crossed, engaging in lewd acts with a man in the wild."

Known horrors pale in comparison to this uncertain horror. I whispered in Yu Hong's ear, and her resistance immediately stopped. Then, her shoulders slumped, as if she had given up struggling, her body limp, allowing me to do as I pleased, only faintly sobbing as I thrust in and out. I never imagined that

being exposed to others would have such a threatening effect. I knew I had found Yu Hong's Achilles' heel.

However, she might be afraid, but I wasn't. We were currently hiding in the bushes, in a concealed position. No one outside could see in at a glance. Even if they did see us, it would just be a man and woman having sex in the wild. This is the Southern Barbarian Lands; no one would be surprised.

But for Yu Hong, who was blindfolded, it was a different story. Unable to estimate the distance or imagine her true location, she feared that if she were truly on the roadside, a passerby would immediately see her naked body clearly. Therefore, she tried to keep her voice down to avoid attracting attention.

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. The footsteps grew louder, and three people approached. Judging from their accents and vocabulary, they weren't beastmen, but humans.

Surprised, I didn't stop. I simply hoisted her right leg, which was suspended, onto my shoulder, leaving Yu Hong's left leg to bear her weight, and proceeded to have my way with her without any hindrance.

Holding her round little buttocks in my hands, I thrust rapidly, making her snow-white, delicate breasts tremble with my movements. Overjoyed, I couldn't help but pinch her firm, jade-like buttocks hard, my nails digging deep into the tender flesh, leaving sharp marks.

Under the moonlight, one could see snowy buttocks swaying, pigeon-like breasts trembling, and a fleshy phallus pulsating. The girl's soft sobs became a mournful symphony.

Footsteps grew clearer; the three men were talking loudly. Listening closely, one realized they were slave traders invited there for a transaction.

Among the winged tribe's female captives, some were not particularly attractive, or had been injured in battle, making them pointless to keep. As for the winged tribe children, none of the three beast tribes wanted to keep them and waste food. Therefore, they had brought in slave traders to sell them all.

The men could be heard discussing the winged tribe children. One merchant said that winged children were extremely valuable in the slave market, and it was rare to capture even one a year. This time, dozens had arrived, ensuring a huge fortune. Another merchant said that the beastmen were oblivious to the value of these girls, only feeding them one meal a day, leaving dozens of children emaciated and pale. They would definitely haggle hard for them. Yet another said that he had heard the leopard people craved the tender flesh of children, and the number they had just counted was different from what was agreed upon, so he wondered if they had been eaten.

Whether it was because she heard of her people's tragic end or because she was afraid of being seen in such a shameful state, Yu Hong reacted unusually strongly. Her back arched, her head swayed, and beads of fragrant sweat seeped from her smooth skin, enveloping her entire body in a bewitching crimson. Her vulva tightened and loosened intermittently, giving me great pleasure.

"Hmph...Hmph...Ah..."

Unlike her miserable first night when I forcibly deflowered her, after three days of being tormented by lust, and cruelly stopped before countless orgasms, Yu Hong, whose burning desire had accumulated within her, still felt a mix of hatred and guilt. However, the long-empty vulva was finally filled by my penis, and the blissful satisfaction made her groan softly, experiencing the sweetness of a woman's body.

Although she still bit her lip, not daring to let the moans out, I was confident that if this continued for another month or so, the matured girl's body would completely betray her will and become a prisoner of desire.

The best proof was that when I casually stopped thrusting and pretended to pull my penis out, her hot, throbbing vaginal flesh, like a honey-scented enchanting flower, sucked my penis in. And when I repeated this action a few times, even Yu Hong's waist couldn't help but sway slightly… Who could imagine that just three nights ago, this girl was a pure virgin, crying and screaming as she was deflowered?

Of course, my intentions didn't stop there. The shame of being seen naked at any moment, the fear of her wanton and shameful behavior being spread—these tense, intense emotions combined with the pleasure of intercourse, deeply imprinting themselves into the depths of her body. Humans are creatures of rhythm, and half-humans are no exception. Once the body remembers this pleasure, when the memory resurfaces, as long as a situation that could expose her to others is created, the burning pleasure will engulf her body and mind.

This was my goal: to transform this young policewoman, willing to sacrifice herself for her beliefs of justice, into a lewd and beautiful beast who loved exposing her body, showing her breasts and buttocks to every strange man, and climaxing under countless burning gazes.

To achieve this goal, I deliberately controlled the rhythm of my thrusts, neither too light nor too heavy, never giving Yu Hong a chance for a true climax, while constantly whispering in her ear.

"Those three are getting closer. Guess whether they'll see your little tits or your little ass first?"

"Don't worry, looking at your filthy appearance, they definitely won't recognize this little bitch as the famous Constable Yu Er. Ah, should I introduce you to them?"

"Keep holding back and don't moan. If they hear your lewd moans, they might mistake you for my older sister. If word gets out, the whole world will think you sisters are equally filthy."

"Once they see you, I'll invite all three of them to fuck you, gang rape you

, you little bitch. Three people taking turns. If you get pregnant, who knows who the bastard's father will be?" The vulgar and obscene words deepened Yu Hong's fear, but from her physical reaction, I knew that her taut nerves were burning with even more intense lust than before, gradually being captured by this perverse and decadent pleasure.

The voices of the three slave traders grew clearer, now more than ten feet away. They began discussing how sought-after the Feathered Clan beauties were among the nobles of various countries. Once captured, to prevent escape, they were immediately branded with slave marks and their wing bones were periodically pierced, preventing them from flying away.

"You all don't know, the Feathered Clan beauty I sold seven years ago was truly a rare beauty, especially when I was with her. Her wings swayed back and forth, her feathers fluttering, it was like raping an angel."

"So exciting? Then this time you buy slaves, you should keep one for yourself."

"Haha, that's exactly what I was thinking."

The three chatted excitedly, discussing their experiences in dealing with Feathered Clan female slaves, preventing their escape, and tormenting them at will. I listened with great interest from the bushes, especially watching Yu Hong's wings tremble in fear, which made me appreciate the thrill even more. On a whim, I forcibly tore a feather from her wing.

Wings are the most densely packed nerve endings in the Feather Clan, and this sudden, excruciating pain caused Yu Hong, who had been desperately trying to keep her mouth shut, to bite her lip until it bled. However, after this pull, I suddenly noticed a strange, warm flow between my legs, wet and hot, but not as sticky as vaginal fluid, quickly flowing down my thighs.

Looking closer, I realized that after the repeated torment, the girl could no longer bear the pressure of her bladder and began to release a thin, golden stream, which flowed from our point of contact, spreading between our legs with each thrust.

Yu Hong was certainly aware of this, so when I whispered in her ear, "Second Constable Yu, if you're going to urinate, don't do it now. People will think you have no manners," the girl shook her head violently in grief and indignation, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls.

Her pitiful appearance filled me with immense pleasure. Just then, the three slave traders arrived nearby, and Yu Hong, in the throes of intense excitement, was nearing climax. I quietly placed my hand on her slightly protruding, smooth abdomen, and thrust my hips forward several times, pressing down hard with my palm. At this crucial moment, I cried out,

"Hey! You three, there's something good to see over here!"

Rapid footsteps approached, stopping abruptly ten paces away. The immense humiliation, combined with the pressure on her abdomen, caused Yu Hong to suddenly break down, letting out a sweet, mournful cry. Her head slammed against the tree trunk in front of her, her body arching into a beautiful bow. As she finally experienced her first climax, a golden fountain, like a torrent of galloping horses, gushed forth from between her legs.

This gushing seemed endless, like a rushing waterfall, powerful jets of water splashing onto my thighs. I felt no filth, only a wicked sense of superiority, and almost laughed out loud.

In retaliation, my overflowing semen transformed into countless white arrows, mercilessly piercing the depths of the girl's jade gate.

The pent-up lust was released, and this long-awaited climax was incredibly intense. If her wrists weren't bound, Yu Hong would have clung tightly to the large tree in front of her, letting the rough bark rub against her tender breasts, seeking even greater pleasure. But now, her hands were immobilized, her body trembling violently, tears streaming down her face, emitting primal cries like a mother beast.

"Can you feel it? Those three old men are looking at you with lustful eyes, at your nipples, your belly, and your white little cunt… Can you feel their gaze?"

From the moment Yu Hong broke down and screamed, my hand covered her mouth, turning all sound into helpless sobs from beneath my palm. To prolong the afterglow of this climax, I continued to describe in her ear the lewd looks those three slave traders had given her, how they despised and leered at her.

However, it was all a lie; the three slave traders couldn't see us at all. Although we were only ten steps apart, we were separated by dense bushes, and I had muffled Yu Hong's voice. The three looked left and right outside, but they didn't notice anyone in the nearby bushes.

Of course, Yu Hong didn't know any of this. The fact that she was naked and urinating in front of a group of strange men made her want to kill herself immediately, not to mention that they had seen her urinating while moaning in ecstasy. Guilt and extreme shame broke down the girl's defenses, making her, who was usually strong-willed, as vulnerable as a little girl, completely forgetting to protect the remaining dignity she had.

“You really should open your eyes and look at yourself. The way you're pissing with your ass raised high and legs shaking, you're no different from a lowly prostitute, or even a real bitch. Once word gets out, every time you go out to apprehend bandits, they'll make you piss in front of them.”

The jet of water hitting her thighs slowly turned into intermittent, fine streams of heat. The girl completely lost control of her body; her skin trembled slightly in the afterglow of her orgasm, and she lay limply, only supported by her right leg, which I was carrying on my shoulder.

“Hey! There’s nothing to see, let’s go.”

“I don’t know which swindler was shouting, we’ve been fooled.”

“Let’s go, we have business to do tomorrow at noon.”

If it weren’t for the three slave traders’ words before they left, which gave Yu Hong a slight jolt to her almost unconscious state, I would have really suspected she had fainted during her orgasm.

Afterwards, to wash away the filth, I took her to the stream and bathed her in the clear, cool water. After washing her clean, I put her cloak back on.

Throughout the ordeal, Yu Hong refused to let me touch her, demanding that the ropes and blindfold be removed. I didn't refuse, because with her intelligence, she should know that she had no chance of escape given her current physical condition. Once

everything was over, I retied her hands and took her back to the tent. Along the way, Yu Hong seemed lost in thought, unable to make a decision, until we entered the tent, when she suddenly spoke.

"Didn't those three slave traders see us?"

"Yes, but you were just lucky. Next time there will be even more people, and I won't have chosen to hide in the woods. You won't have this kind of luck."

I didn't mind letting Yu Hong relax; pushing her too hard wouldn't do any good, and constant pressure would only backfire. However, I also retained a suitable threat, continuing to put pressure on her.

"You...you're so vicious."

Yu Hong glared at me, the only man she had ever been intimate with, while I returned her gaze smugly. After a long while, she asked, seemingly reluctantly, "You said you had an agreement with the clan leader, that was a lie, wasn't it?"

"It's true. If you don't believe me, you can ask Katrina yourself, but the only way is for you to be captured and forced into prostitution." As soon as

these words left her lips, the hatred in Yu Hong's eyes almost burned, but it was clear that the issue weighing on her mind was no small matter, so much so that although she didn't want to say another word to me, she still had to speak.

"Since you keep saying you're waiting for an opportunity to save people, why don't you go save those children?"

"Naive, how can I save them? Even if I release them, will they survive? Where will I hide them?"

I sneered again, "Sure, as long as you, this champion of justice, are willing to sacrifice yourself, I can save them all."

"Okay! I promise you."

Yu Hong promised without hesitation, leaving me at a loss for words. Asking her to sacrifice herself was just because I couldn't stand her words, not because I had any good plan. I wanted to back out and refuse.

But then I thought, I should also give Katrina an explanation, and besides, it wasn't necessarily impossible; it just depended on how I did it. A thought crossed my mind, and I had an idea. I scoffed, "Don't agree so quickly. There are many dirty things in the world that a naive girl like you can't imagine… I promise you'll regret it."

"I won't."

Compared to my teasing, Yu Hong's statement was resolute. She stared at me and said, word by word, "Because… this is the justice that my sister and I will uphold to the end."

Although this champion of justice spoke with righteous indignation, I still stuffed her back into the box, threw in the sluts, and locked her up. The box had been washed, which was a favor to her, but this time I put in five extra sluts, so it would probably get dirty again soon.

I was busy at night and busy during the day. The next morning, I was dragged back to help Bai Lanxiong with his work, still yawning. During a break and casual chat, I learned something quite interesting from him.

"I heard that the Feathered Clan's reinforcements this time include the famous travel painter Mao Yan'an. I'm sorry, he's not on the list of prisoners from any of the clans..."

"Huh? Why? Do you even want to..."

"Nonsense! How could we disrespect Teacher Mao? After receiving the news, the four clans issued a strict order: if Teacher Mao is found in the chaos, he must be protected immediately and not allowed to suffer any harm."

"What?"

I was astonished to find Mao Yan'an receiving such treatment in the Southern Barbarian lands, and immediately pressed for details.

It turned out that many years ago, before Phoenix Island sank and when the Feathered Clan still ruled the Southern Barbarian lands, three young men came to the region. Unlike typical treasure merchants, they didn't display the superiority complex often associated with humans. Dressed in brightly colored clothing and carrying their strange musical instruments, they wandered among the various tribes like bards.

At that time, the various beast tribes weren't very welcoming to outsiders, and those who entered Youli often found themselves denied entry.

These three young men didn't insist. They simply sat down at the village entrance, uttering their now-famous line, "Listen to me sing," and began to sing.

Unlike typical bards, their songs were neither gentle nor elegant. Those unaccustomed to their style initially mistook three disheveled youths, swaying their heads, twitching their limbs, and singing at the top of their lungs, for three mentally unstable humans.

However, those direct, powerful, and passionate songs were surprisingly popular among the various beast tribes. After the three young men adjusted the lyrics and rewrote them in the language of the strong, which was prevalent in the Southern Barbarian region, their violent ballads, filled with profanity, became popular there.

Bai Lanxiong hummed a few lines, which sounded like something like, "Waa la la la, stepped in shit, stepped in shit, stepped in shit today, a strongman defies the heavens and blasts out shit," lyrics that would send chills down the spines of normal humans.

"Even now, those songs are still circulating among the various beast tribes. Our bear tribe still uses one of them as a battle song when we go to war. Heh, that song is really powerful. You can tell as soon as you hear it that a strongman is going out to fight. Every time I hear it, I feel my blood boiling."

The three young men called themselves "Sun, Moon, and Stars" and their band "Basala" in honor of a singer who had become famous many years ago. Their rule was that they would never perform in places of war, so to invite them, the tribe that extended the invitation could not wage war for at least three months. Because of this, the Southern Barbarians, who were usually constantly at war, enjoyed a brief period of peace.

The three were even invited to Phoenix Island, where some romantic escapades reportedly took place. They also served as intermediaries between the Feathered Clan and the other Beastmen, facilitating peace between them. Had this situation continued, the Southern Barbarians might be in a very different state today.

However, not long after, after about eight months, the troupe that had once captivated the entire Southern Barbarians disappeared. When they reappeared several years later, only Mao Yan'an remained; his two companions were gone. When asked why he no longer sang, having become a painter, he simply smiled and remained silent.

Even so, to thank him for the beautiful dreams he had brought to the Southern Barbarians, the Beastmen always treated Mao Yan'an with great respect, regarding him as an honored guest when he came to paint. After all, the younger generation today all had this dream when they were young. Surely a young master like Bai Lanxiong wouldn't have the heart to shatter that dream?

(This is truly unexpected...

When the uncle was with us, besides reminiscing about his past as an artist, he never mentioned his past. How were we supposed to know he used to sing rock music in the Southern Barbarians? And sing it so passionately?

But since he was treated so well by the various beastmen, why did he need to use a stone hat to escape? He had no reason to hide. Even if he came to help defend the Feathered Clan out of loyalty, if he encountered beastmen when the city fell, he could have simply revealed his identity openly, and the beastmen would have naturally taken him back respectfully and treated him as an honored guest.

This puzzle remains unsolved for the time being. The dead cannot speak. The uncle has already been laid to rest. Although I still find it hard to believe that such a quirky and eccentric person died like this, seeing is believing; I did indeed bury him myself.

Taking advantage of the pleasant atmosphere of our conversation, I casually mentioned my main purpose for today, hoping to succeed in one fell swoop.)

"By the way, Young Master, there's something I'd like to ask you, something related to training."

The search was stalled, leaving Bai Lanxiong with mixed feelings of joy and worry. He was pleased that he could continue monitoring the Snake Clan and waiting for an opportunity to profit; he was worried that if they couldn't find the two thousand Feather Clan female warriors, and the Beast Venerable remained enraged, wouldn't he and his people be forced to live here forever?

The situation was becoming increasingly bizarre, and the three clan leaders were losing confidence in finding the remaining forty percent of the Feather Clan who had escaped, so they needed to have a backup plan. Offering a beautiful concubine to the Venerable to appease him seemed like the best strategy, thus making my existence all the more valuable. After all, I am the only one among the three races who has lived in the human world for a long time and knows those strange and erotic arts.

Of course, Bai Lanxiong wouldn't let me talk nonsense, but the night before last, I gave him a few homemade aphrodisiacs, which aroused the winged female captives who were usually pinned down by him like wooden puppets. They were like the most wanton prostitutes, not only licking his whole body, but also fighting for his bear penis, not letting him leave all night. Even though the beastmen are strong, Bai Lanxiong experienced a feeling of weakness for the first time. However, this greatly increased his confidence in me. He approved several of my requests in succession and even mobilized the bear people to find the herbs and materials I needed in the vicinity.

"Could we detain those imprisoned Winged Clan children and handle them ourselves?"

"That might not be easy. Keeping them will consume more food, and besides, we've already arranged with the slave traders to hand them over in the next couple of days. Winged Clan people are very valuable in the slave market, and the proceeds will be split equally among the three clans. This isn't a decision I can make alone."

"Is there no room for negotiation? This is very important."

"Hmm, if you insist, I can try, but..."

Bai Lanxiong's voice suddenly became very cautious. After working with him for a few days, I could roughly guess what he was going to say.

"But you need to give me a few more of those pills from last time, and it would be best if you could also give me the prescription. That will greatly increase my chances of persuading the leaders of the Tiger and Leopard tribes."

There was no other word to say; I traded a large jar of potent aphrodisiac for the survival of the Feathered Clan children.

Bai Lanxiong was a man of his word, and his promise was quickly fulfilled. After he persuaded the leaders of the other two tribes, that morning, the furious slave trader left with the money, having made a wasted trip.

Bai Lanxiong seemed to have expended considerable effort to explain to his people, and only then did he... With the trust of his people, I made him explain with vague excuses why he decided to push away money-making opportunities.

This way, I could finally give Katrina an explanation. However, just as I was pondering how to use this opportunity to deal with Yu Hong, trouble struck the orcs.

The Serpent Clan had occupied Skeva's City for almost ten days, and all three major orc clans were envious. While Bai Lan Xiong remained calm, it didn't mean the other two clans were willing to wait passively.

The Tiger and Leopard clans had suffered significant casualties in this war. The Tiger Clan's young master, Agubu, was killed in my plot, and the Leopard Clan even suffered heavy losses. Long Taliban was beheaded, suffering heavy losses. His successor, eager to establish merit and demonstrate his personal martial prowess, was naturally impatient to make a name for himself.

The new young tiger-clan leader, who had taken over the army in place of his deceased brother, dispatched his men to secretly infiltrate Skeva's City to see what the snake-clan was up to or what they had discovered.

While charging into battle was certainly an orc's forte, when it came to eavesdropping, surveillance, and stealth, these clumsy fellows were utterly incompetent. After several such attempts, how could they possibly remain undetected?

This small-scale operation... My actions finally angered the Serpent Clan. Last night, while I was making love with Yu Hong in the woods, several tiger-men who had infiltrated the Skywara City leaked their whereabouts and were captured by the Serpent Clan. They were tortured and left half-dead.

The Serpent Clan priestess Natasha, unwilling to strain relations too much, sent the nearly dead prisoners back in the afternoon, issuing a warning that the four clans had agreed that all prisoners would belong to three clans, while the city would be exclusively occupied by the Serpent Clan. If this promise was not kept, and anyone dared to invade the city again, the Serpent Clan would show no mercy and would kill them without exception.

This assertive attitude demonstrated the Serpent Clan's determination to control everything within the city, but it also enraged the Tiger Clan, who nearly launched a full-scale attack on the Serpent Clan envoy. If this had actually happened, it would have been a full-blown internal conflict among the four great beast clans, and Skeva City might have been attacked again immediately.

Unfortunately, the Tiger Clan's young master, Wu Zi, was not so reckless. He dismissed his clansmen, upholding the honor of the strong and ordering them not to rely on numbers to win, but he also stated that he would seek justice for his people and teach the arrogant Serpent Clan envoy a lesson.

News of the conflict between the Serpent and Tiger Clan quickly spread to the other two clans. When Bai Lan Xiong led me and several other bear-men to the Tiger Clan's camp, we saw the Tiger Clan's young master, Wu Zi, challenging the Serpent Clan envoy, with a large group of tiger-men cheering him on.

Natasha, whether out of respect for her status or because she was too busy, did not attend in person. Of the snake-kin present, besides the dozen or so thick male snakes, each as thick as a bucket, crawling and flicking their red tongues on the ground, there was only one snake-kin girl, Yalanja. This

was the first time I had seen a snake-kin woman besides Natasha. Her lower body was also an extremely thick snake body, but her upper body was that of a pretty and charming young girl. Her breasts were still covered by two emerald green banana leaves tied into a bib, and her ear-length green hair swayed in the wind. Her expression still held a touch of childishness, a different kind of allure compared to Natasha's stunning beauty.

Wuz was clearly hesitant. If it were Natasha, it would be one thing—the two tribal leaders facing each other, their status was acceptable. But to fight such an envoy, even if easily defeated, would be to diminish the status of a young master of his tribe. But if he didn't fight, how could he quell the anger of his tribe?

"I won't make things difficult for you. As long as you can withstand three of my moves, whether you live or die, today's matter will be wiped clean. My three moves are..."

Wu Zi's attitude was extremely high, and of course, he did indeed possess remarkable skills. Bai Lan Xiong was explaining to us that Wu Zi had mastered the Beast King Technique to the fifth level, no less than his deceased brother, Agubuda. Although he specified three moves, it was estimated that this snake-girl wouldn't even be able to withstand one.

The Beast King Fist was widely spread in the Southern Barbarians, and almost all beastmen practiced it, but only the direct descendants of the Ten Thousand Beasts Venerable were considered the true lineage. The others were merely those who had received guidance and instruction from him on a few methods of generating power and increasing strength, and were thus called the Beast King Technique.

Wu Zi's ability to reach the fifth level meant he possessed the fifth level of strength, and the outcome

of this battle was practically predetermined before it even began. However, things took an unexpected turn. Facing Wu Zi's fierce attack, Yalanjia remained calm, flicking the cursed ring on her finger and chanting an incantation.

"In the name of Yalanja, command the Human-Faced Bird to emerge!"

With the summons, a giant humanoid bird, the height of an adult orc, appeared before Yalanja. Its hands and feet were sharp, ferocious claws; a pair of eerie wings extended from its arms to its abdomen, covered not with feathers, but with serpentine scales; its head, which should have been that of a beautiful woman, lacked a nose and mouth, replaced by a gigantic beak, its eyes gleaming with ferocity; its entire body was covered in a layer of dark green scales, except for two enormous breasts on its chest, which swayed violently with the flapping of its wings.

"How is this possible? This isn't a Feathered Clan bird…"

Wuz seemed extremely surprised, even the White Bear beside me trembled violently, not to mention the unanimous roars of the orcs present.

The Human-Faced Bird seemed incredibly powerful, not only with its thick hide and armor, but also with its powerful, sharp claws, and the poisonous gusts it unleashed when it pounced. Wuz, shaken and weakened, was forced to repeat the three moves he had already announced, immediately finding himself at a disadvantage. When the three moves were over, the young tiger clan leader was sent flying in a sorry state.

The tiger clan was thrown into chaos as Yalanjia triumphantly led the male snakes away, unable to stop them.

Although I didn't know the exact situation, judging from Wuz's roar, this human-faced ferocious bird seemed to have some connection with the Feather Clan; in other words, the snake clan had obtained the Feather Clan's secret treasure.

Bai Lanxiong, a close friend of Wuz, immediately rushed to check on him. He found Wuz surrounded by his clansmen, panting heavily. Although there were claw marks on his chest, they were merely superficial injuries and not serious.

"Wuzi, what's wrong with you? Why aren't you going all out? If you weren't only moving at 30% of your usual speed, how could this human-faced bird have hurt you?"

"White Bear... I really wanted to, but I just couldn't go fast... It's all because of that drug..." "

Drug? What poison? Did someone poison you?"

"No... After you sent me those drugs this morning, I tried them right away... My back... It's been hurting terribly all afternoon... How could I possibly move fast?"

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