Chapter 543: The Clansmen of the Past, the Enemies of Today
As a member of the Walker clan, Bankarur knew very well that Basr's appearance was definitely not a coincidence or accident. He had been missing for several years, but at this time, in this place. It's so strange that the god of totems doesn't play such a joke on devout believers, and Bankarur is convinced of this. But who is the guy in front of him?
Basr's disappearance is like a story that happens almost every day in this place, where brave warriors enter the snowy mountains, either to challenge unknown fierce monsters, to hone their will in the cruel environment of the snowy mountains, or to tame the ice tiger to prove their courage and wisdom. Then, without exception, none of them returned. Although the Bantu people have always been accustomed to defining these people as missing, in fact, everyone knows in their hearts that missing in the snowy mountains means death. But there was no precedent for a man like Basr to reappear to his people after his disappearance, at least in Bankarul's memory.
What made him even more uneasy was Basr's strange smile, and Bankarur watched the crowd as they made their way to the cave entrance out of the corner of his eye. On the surface, it seemed that their movements were very smooth, and they were only a few dozen meters away before they could enter the cave. But Basr in front of him was unmoved, and the strange smile never faded from his face, and Bankarul was sure that he saw a hint of confidence in the expression on the other man's face.
"Who is that guy who suddenly appeared?" Although Freya was on the high ground, although she didn't have a telescope, she could still notice an extra guy out of thin air, not to mention that guy still came out of the cave coldly.
Uma shook her head, "I don't know, but the magic is clearly coming from him." ”
Even more astonishing were the Bantu elders and the two shamans who knew Basr well, what did it mean for a long-lost Walker patriarch to suddenly appear? The two shamans murmured in place, while the elder stared grimly at Bankarur, who was about to engage in battle with Basr. Mirna, who had set up a pot not far from them and was boiling magic sword oil, gave them a strange look, she didn't know why the appearance of a Bantu person caused such a big reaction from them.
"What do we see here now? Basil, the Walker patriarch who has been missing for years!? This must be the condemnation of the totemic god!" came the voice of an older shaman.
"The totemic god wouldn't do that, as a devout servant of it, I know very well that we haven't touched the bottom line of the god!" the other shaman replied to him, but his tone was full of uncertainty.
"Enough!" the Bantu elder stopped the conversation between the two shamans. "Now what we need to do is to set up an enchantment against the cold snap, you better hurry up and move for me!"
"What an unreasonable bunch of fellows...... "Mirna, who was not far away, muttered.
Basel's eerie smile proves that the crowd can't get into the cave without any problems, which is why he is confident. When everyone was about to enter the cave, a group of Bantu warriors suddenly came out of the cave. Then, under the astonished gaze of Bankarul's men, the guys who were originally from their people launched a deadly attack on them.
One of the Bantu men at the front was punched by his former clansmen and broke the bridge of his nose, while Maffeo was attacked by three Bantu men who rushed out of the cave. Despite his timely parry, the impact of the three fists smashing into the sword knocked him back several meters. This caused him to bump into Schultz, who was following him, and the two fell together in embarrassment.
"What? how could it be?" Freya on the vantage point was so surprised that she forgot to pull the trigger to support the group, while Uma beside her quickly returned to the ground from the vantage point, running all the way to the open space in front of the cave entrance. Freya knew she didn't have time to sort out what had suddenly happened, but she couldn't do anything about it. When the two groups of Bantu people fought together, she couldn't tell which guys were her own.
Maffeo pulled Schultz up from the ground, "Are you alright, Frederick?"
"Damn, you're out of breath. Schultz complained.
"I'm sorry, but now we've got to deal with the guys. Maffeo shook the snowflakes off his clothes, then rushed into the pile with his sword.
What happened quickly as Maffeo rushed to his first target, raising his sword and knocking the Bantu man head-on. The other, who had been closest to him, drew his dagger from his waist without thinking - the hapless man's weapon had been knocked to the ground in the previous battle, and then stabbed the blade of the dagger into the chest of the Bantu with all his strength.
To the shock of the two, not a single drop of blood spurted out of the Bantu man's chest, and his body was turning into powder at a rapid rate, and finally those powders condensed into an ice crystal containing the magic of the ice dragon Skasa. "What the hell!" the outsider cursed.
"What's going on, Maffeo?" Schultz asked, running over in surprise.
Maffeo shook his head, "I don't know, I've never seen anything like this. ”
Thinking that this was just an exception, Maffeo and Schultz soon realized that they had been mistaken, and that the Bantu killed by Bancarul's men were the same as the guy who had died and turned into powder, then condensed into a piece of ice crystal. No, no one can be sure if they are actually "alive" or not. Uma who rushed to the battle area didn't care much, and immediately crouched down to collect those ice crystals, which seemed very important to him.
Bankarul's men quickly and self-consciously withdrew from the battle so that outsiders could deal with the Bantu who had rushed out of the cave. Indeed, being at war with them will only make outsiders who can't tell whether they are friend or foe helpless. So when they all withdrew from the battle, things might have become much easier, and Freya, who was on the high ground, finally had a chance to get bullets into the heads of the right enemies. Despite the harsh firing conditions, she managed to use the last four rifle rounds to deal with the same number of Bantu.
Bancarur and Basr, who were entangled and temporarily indistinguishable, did not notice the changed situation of the battle, and a strange smile finally disappeared from Basr's face. Now he has become more composed and calm, a trait that is difficult to show in the Bantu people. And now Basr has undoubtedly done that, but that's probably what makes him so eccentric as he is. Launching a deadly attack on his own people, and with a high probability of being on the same side as the monsters in the cave, he is currently an enemy of the Bantu from any point of view.
When an opportunity presents itself, seizing it is something that any adventurer must do. All the outsiders did their best to launch a final wave of attacks on the few remaining strangely behaved and crazy Bantus, and this wave of attacks completely destroyed them. The opportunity to enter the cave also came, and now, all obstacles have been removed.