Chapter 12: A Song of Sorrow

It took half a day, and after leaving a large number of corpses, the Black Mandala Snake Clan finally came to the foot of the cliff.

Looking up at the clouds, the towering cliffs are covered with flamingo's nests.

When I saw a group of snakes coming, I don't know if it was fear or instinctive reaction. The flamingos that were still squeaking and chirping in their nests flapped their bare arms, looking down on the entire Black Mandala Snake Clan from above.

As if instinctive by predators, the black mandala snakes began to climb up in unison, moving quickly along the steep mountain walls towards the nests.

"Ahh......h

Sensing the danger, the young birds screamed even more urgently. The whole cliff face was filled with the sound of a thunderous roar......

The black torrent began to approach gradually, and some of the birds were finally free from fear anymore. Out of nowhere, he pecked away the rocks, grabbed the rocks to the edge of the nest and threw them down, smashing them down against the predators.

Other children did the same, and all of a sudden, countless rocks poured down like a waterfall.

Because the snakes are so dense, the boulders that fall from a height of tens of thousands of meters are pouring out like arrow feathers.

In a few moments, a large area of black mandalas on the cliff was smashed to the point of bleeding, and the even more unfortunate reason was that he fell from the cliff and fell to the bones.

However, after this horrific attack, the Black Mandala Queen had no intention of stopping it.

Obviously, the seeds of extinction had been sown in the endless wars between the two clans in the past, and with the fierce battles, the Black Mandala had already lost nearly a third of its members in this first manifestation. This is an unspeakable hatred for the entire ethnic group. Now, they have gained the advantage after great sacrifices, and revenge is the most urgent thought and desire for them at the moment.

Seeing the actions of the Black Mandala clan, the flamingos that were still hovering in the sky like clouds began to stir.

After the Black Mandalas descended the cliffs, their advantage was gone. But seeing that their offspring were in danger, the flamingo flock that had finally lost their minds could no longer bear it. An attack on the black mandala snakes above the mountain wall began.

However, the cliffs may be an obstacle for other predators, but they are an excellent battlefield for the Black Mandalas, who are naturally good at crawling. The countless strange rocks on the cliff wall have become the best fortress for the Black Mandala to crawl and avoid enemies.

As soon as the flamingos approached, the Black Mandalas immediately retracted into the boulders, and the crevices in the rocks, or wrapped around the boulders, dragged the flamingos in the sky to the ground and devoured them.

The situation on the battlefield is becoming more and more unfavorable for the flamingos, but these fierce and wise birds of prey suddenly lose their minds and reason when they see the first flamingo cub devoured. They frantically flapped their wings, and did not hesitate to give up their air superiority and jump into the nest to clear the black mandalas that entered the nest.

But seeing them throw those hateful black mandala snakes from a height of tens of thousands of meters one by one, there was still a continuous black torrent behind them.

Soon, along with themselves, the small half of the cliff was gradually engulfed in black.

"Wow!"

Sensing the danger on the verge of racial extermination, he heard only to hear a huge flamingo spread its wings and turn into a ball of flame and rush towards the black torrent.

Rumble!

With a loud crashing sound, the mountain wall where the flamingo hit suddenly trembled. Immediately, the flames began to engulf all the black mandalas in the surrounding area of hundreds of square meters.

Sizzle...... The strange screams were heard, making the scalp tingle. Soon, the sight of other flamingos seemed to feel the tragedy of their companions.

The second, the third......

Each impact was accompanied by a jolt until the flames rained down on the vast mountain wall.

No one stopped, as if they didn't eliminate each other, it would be difficult to understand the hatred in their hearts.

Tens of thousands of flamingos launched a suicide attack, which soon turned the entire mountain wall into a sea of fire. Even their own young birds were buried with the flames!

Finally, under this unfathomable attack. The burning fire crystals in the flamingo's body finally cut the entire mountain wall in half.

The entire Black Mandala snake herd launched an all-out attack and engulfed nearly half of the flamingo nest.

However, because of this desperate, almost crazy way of fighting, the Black Mandala clan also suffered heavy losses. Nearly half of them were drowned in the flames.

The surviving Black Mandala powerhouses, some of whom were not afraid of the flames at all, began to devour the flamingos that were ignited by the bodies of their parents. They hold their snakes high, showing off their strength like victors.

The flamingos that they were constantly hovering in the sky hissed, devouring their children alive in front of them.

Some of the flamingos in the sky seemed to be unable to bear the humiliation and pain, and thousands more flamingos smashed into the sea of fire until the entire cliff face was split in two. Drowned the black mandala serpents that boasted of their might.

But Rao is so, there are still many black mandalas crawling from the sea of fire. Although their bodies were covered with scars from the flames, judging by their high-pitched and high-spirited fighting spirit. The flames only partially damaged them, but they did not pose a real threat to their lives.

Soon, the Black Mandala tribe began to withdraw from the fire. Most of the surviving black mandalas began to devour flamingos and even their companions.

The whole eating process was extremely bloody, even if he had experienced countless lives and deaths and killed dozens or hundreds of people, Qin Feng, who had experienced this, still couldn't accept that they devoured his own kind. Some of these black mandalas are still alive!

However, I saw the calm look on the face of the Black Mandala Queen who had turned into a human form. Obviously, it can be judged that all this in front of her is actually expected and allowed by the Black Mandala Queen.

Perhaps in the tens of thousands of years that the Black Mandala has been imprisoned here, this is not the first time and will not be the last.

Seeing this scene, Qin Feng was deeply vigilant in his heart. There is a further understanding of this terrible race!

"Master, it smells so good!"

Chi greedily climbed to Qin Feng's head, looking at the cliffs full of fire, with a look of excitement on his face.

It gurgled and gulped snake letters, thicker and wider than the normal snake clan, as if swallowing saliva.

The flames of the flames not only scorched and burned the corpses, but there were also parts that were not touched by the flames. There are some flamingo eggs that are roasted in the blazing flames and give off an enticing aroma. Not only the eggs of birds, but also the corpses of black mandalas, the corpses of flamingos, all exude an enticing smell of meat.

(End of chapter)