Dark Magus Returns

980  West Beach Blood Bath

The strange-looking white-furred bunny that had caused a small disaster for the Light Faction was similar to white bunny beasts they had discovered in other portals. It was the reason why so many didn't make a big deal of it, yet it still managed to cause devastation to them all.

Which was why, now seeing a white-furred monkey that was larger, had four arms and two tails, a deep panic was set in everyone's hearts. They didn't dare move close to the monkey, and just like before, it was the monkey that attacked.

It jumped from its position to the closest warrior. Seeing this, the warrior gathered their Qi and struck from above their head with a downward strike. Immediately, the monkey reacted, spinning its body. It hit the sword away with two of its hands, and then when its body spun in the air, with its other two hands it landed a hit square on the warrior's head and neck. n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

In an instant, the warrior felt his skull being cracked, despite the Qi that was covering his body. The rest of his body folded after the hit and crashed into the ground, laying there lifeless. In a single move, another warrior had been killed.

"Ah, ah, ah!" the monkey jumped up and down and started to bang its chest with its forearms. Each of the powerful thumps was heard as waves of power were sent through them.

"How can we have gone up against two powerful beasts one after the other? Just what is this island? It's like we've gone through a Divine portal or something!" a warrior screamed.

The monkey looked around; in the warriors' minds each one of them was begging that it wouldn't choose them, that it wouldn't make them its next target. And that's when its head stopped, eyeing up four warriors standing next to each other—warriors from the Dawnblade Clan.

It jumped from its position and was in the air; the warriors didn't know whether to get in formation, attack, or run. They were startled, and one clean hit from the beast would kill them.

"Crescent Block!" a voice shouted out.

A sword filled with bright Qi was raised in a crescent shape before the monkey landed. The monkey looked to be swept up in the attack and flipped backwards, landing on the ground, but it was unharmed.

As for the person who had come in blocking the attack at the right time, the Dawnblade Clan could clearly see who it was. It was Impress, one of the female Elders from the clan.

With one of the most skillful warriors on their side, surely she would be enough to take care of the white-furred monkey.

Her sword was still glowing brightly, and she charged in, thrusting the weapon. The monkey beast was agile, dodging it as it flipped in the air at each of the thrusts, and then when flipping backwards it tried to charge forward for an attack.

That was until Impress quickly turned her thrust and struck upward, delivering a large cut on the monkey's chest. The monkey itself seemed shocked by seeing its own blood, but Impress didn't stop there.

She quickly slashed at the monkey, who used its hands to block the attacks from hitting its vitals.

She slashed and slashed; the monkey was on the back foot. Although blocking the attacks, the sword still ripped through its skin, drawing blood, and eventually, with the sword lit up, Impress struck down, slicing off two of its hands.

To finish it off, she thrust her sword and pierced the monkey right through the head. The beast was clearly killed, and the moment of fear was over for the warriors.

"That's the Elder of the Dawnblade Clan for you!"

"With her here we are safe! The Dawnblade Clan are triumphant!"

Even the warriors from the other clans were thankful for the elder's skills, but there was a strange look on her face as she went to the other elders.

"What's wrong?" Lyon, another elder, asked.

"I won the fight, and you may say it was with ease, but still someone on my level wasn't able to kill it in one strike," Impress explained.

"Which means, if there are more beasts like that on the island, then there are only a few that can actually survive on this island," Ricar explained. "The rest of the people that we brought with us, even the middle-stage warriors, they will be nothing but fodder."

"You worry too much," Lyon added. "Those were strong beasts that we happened to run into. There won't be many like that."

Soon Lyon would eat his words as the rustling of the deep jungle in front of them continued. They could hear the cries of the monkeys even more, as they went high to low pitched and started to bang on their chests.

Eventually, several monkeys with white fur started to come out of the jungle, bit by bit, and there were more inside. There were at least ten already on the edge between the jungle and the island sands.

"Everyone, this is an order, we must run deeper into the jungle!" Ricar exclaimed as he raised up his sword. "We will only have a moment. Search for the item, stay close to your allies, and remember all the formations you are taught."

"Treat every beast you see, no matter how small, as a great enemy that you must take on!"

Beasts were territorial and rarely left the areas they were in. Ricar and the others knew this, and he was gambling that right now they were in the strange white-furred monkeys' territory. If they entered and got to another area, then perhaps they would be safer.

On top of that, the fighting they had already done, it was a good chance that it had attracted more beasts and the fighting would just continue on wearing them out. The better option right now was to run.

However, there was a risk that entering deeper into the jungle would mean they were running away from one mess to head into an even bigger mess, but it was the only thing they could do right now.

Ricar's sword shined brightly, and then he jumped from his position and swung it down. When it hit the ground, a bright flash of light had hit in the direction towards the jungle.

"NOW!" Ricar ordered.