Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!

Chapter 708 - 215: [First Battle] (6300) Part 4

The cultivation of that fellow, Chen Yan could roughly judge through the Qi Observation Skill and observing the opponent’s spells, should be at the mid-Guiyuan Realm, slightly weaker than his current realm.

Yet, with such strength, he only managed to kill three Red Light Warriors before being dismembered.

This was a mid-Guiyuan Realm!

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The battle for that day came to an end.

Within Snow Cliff Pass, there seemed to be no intention to send more troops out for battle, and as for the loss of this Thunderbolt Cavalry, what the Town General inside Snow Cliff Pass was thinking, Chen Yan had no way of knowing.

However, from his observations, it seemed as if the leader within Snow Cliff Pass had no intention of sending troops out of the city to rescue this embattled Thunderbolt Cavalry.

As if...

"Is it a test... testing the opponent’s strength?"

Chen Yan had never experienced war, but just from today’s observation alone, he felt the coldness within it.

He transformed into the appearance of a Fierce Beast Race, quietly returning to their camp, and soon, was driven away as cannon fodder by two knife-wielding Fierce Beast Race warriors, tasked with repairing the damaged tents.

Chen Yan did not resist, deliberately took two whips, obediently lowered his head, driven to be among a group of similarly lower-tier cannon fodder Fierce Beast Race, rebuilding the tents in the ice and snow.

One thick wooden peg after another was driven into the snow, Chen Yan exhaled white breath, holding a stone hammer in his hand, while his eyes looked around.

Suddenly, he smelled a strong stench in the air!!

A rumbling sound came from the deep snowfield behind him...

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Large wooden carts were slowly moving across the snowfield.

These carts had no wheels but rolled on logs underneath.

The huge carts, like sections of a train, carried something that was clearly the tree trunks of Evil Spirit Trees, something Chen Yan was most familiar with—the branches and crowns had been cut off.

Under the massive wooden carts, countless ropes were tied, connecting multiple Hunting Beasts, pulling the carts with great effort.

What made Chen Yan feel troubled was the piles of Evil Spirit Tree trunks on the carts, emitting a shocking stench!

Originally, Evil Spirit Trees did not have this odor.

This smell made Chen Yan feel a deep sense of unease—it was as if, as a cultivator, his Spiritual Sense instinctively repelled this odor.

Vaguely, he seemed to sense that this smell would pose some unforeseen threat to him!

Each cart carried at least dozens of these foul-smelling Evil Spirit Tree trunks.

And of these drawn carts, there were at least a hundred!

The Fierce Beast Race was preparing for something big!

This was Chen Yan’s judgment!

Because to transport so many carts, the Fierce Beast Race utilized hundreds of Hunting Beasts and one to two thousand Fierce Beast Race youth to pull the carts!

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During mealtime, Chen Yan was given a small piece of dry dough.

But as soon as it was handed to him, a noticeably bigger Fierce Beast Race member near him snatched it away ferociously.

Chen Yan did not resist—he wasn’t planning to eat it anyway.

During rest, the Fierce Beast Race he was impersonating was just lower-tier cannon fodder, naturally having no right to enter a tent.

But he was still given a spot by a fire—though shared with a dozen or so Fierce Beast Race members.

When others were warming themselves by the fire, they intentionally pushed him aside. Chen Yan pretended to comply, yielding his spot, then quietly walked away.

He pretended to be nonchalant, trying to get close to those carts carrying the foul-smelling tree trunks, but this time, he encountered obstruction.

The usually disorganized Fierce Beast Race seemed to place great emphasis on these carts, leaving some elite Fierce Beast Race warriors to guard them.

Chen Yan, this lower-tier cannon fodder, was angrily scolded and driven away when he tried to approach, even receiving a kick.

Chen Yan became more convinced that these foul-smelling Evil Spirit Tree trunks, which he had never seen before, clearly had some special purpose.

However, it seemed he didn’t need to guess.

Later that day, yet another batch of items was brought up by countless laboring Fierce Beast Race members from the rear!

Chen Yan looked at the massive wooden constructs before him...

Having seen many cold weapon war movies, Chen Yan quickly recognized what these things were from certain features!

They looked like catapults, even ballistae...

However, what concerned Chen Yan the most was that the size and dimensions of the launch platform seemed to...

Be just right for mounting an Evil Spirit Tree trunk!!

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