Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Golden Plains, night

"Someone figured out the poison . "

There was a small thatched cottage in the thick gra.s.s . Inside, Ariel, Elovan, and Milose sat facing each other . They had been meditating as Magicians usually did, and the cottage had been quiet . Ariel suddenly broke the silence .

Elovan and Milose didn't open their eyes, but their expressions changed . "Can you sense who it is?"

"I'm not sure . It's a strange power, very clean and seemingly a bit gentle… No, it's reserved . This is a subtle power . I feel that if it is used at full force, it can be terrifying . "

"Do you know where it is?" Elovan asked .

"Near Mara City . "

"Your Highness, should we go check?" Milose asked .

Ariel was silent for a bit . Then she said, "Let's go see . Bileauquin is not a simple poison . I have to see who solved it… But try not to get into conflict with him . We can't reveal our ident.i.ty . "

Whoever could figure out Bileauquin must be at the Legendary level . A fight at that level could destroy the entire area . By then, it would be impossible to stay hidden .

"Understood, Your Highness . " Elovan and Milose nodded at the same time .

As soon as they spoke, faint green light shone around the three sitting on the ground . An instant later, they'd turned into a green haze and shot out of the cottage like lightning .

…

On the other side of the plains, a large line of Beastmen knights with Kero Beasts, unique to the plains, were making their way to Mara City .

The Kero Beast at the head was huge and had a unique color . Rather than the regular grayish-white, it was pure black . A Beastman in fine leather armor sat on its back .

Using the Beastmen's craftsmans.h.i.+p standards, this leather armor was extremely luxurious . The Beastman was strong, and the black obsidian broadsword on his back was half a man's height . It was crudely made and had many nicks on the blade . However, it couldn't affect the murderous aura coming out of the sword .

If a regular person saw this, their eyes would be in pain . They wouldn't even be able to stare at it directly .

But compared to the Beastman's own aura, the sword was nothing .

His pure black hair, long and dense, was tied carelessly and hung down his back . When there was wind, his hair would billow like burning black flames . He was very muscular and at least seven feet tall . Muscles bulged on his bare arms, rippling like water whenever he moved . He was very impressive .

Different from the other crude and barbaric Warriors, he sat upright on the Kero Beast . His eyes were closed as if he were resting, and no matter how b.u.mpy the road was, he didn't move . His presence was like a looming mountain that one couldn't see the tip of .

This was the new king of the Beastmen: Glorious Warlord Avatar .

Technically, it appeared that he ruled over all tribes of the plains . The fighters of each tribe had submitted to him, recognizing him as the only king . However, the thousands-of-years-old Beastmen tradition was too resilient . Each Beastman was only loyal to their own tribe, and there was no king in their hearts . This would take years to change .

To strengthen his rule, King Avatar established a touring convoy, in addition to the Gronhon Capital . He traveled the cities to show his authority and power .

His next destination was Mara City .

Three in the afternoon, a scout reported, "Your Majesty, there are 30 more miles to Mara City, but it doesn't seem very stable . "

Avatar wasn't surprised . He'd run into such things often along the way . Even now, he wasn't firmly seated on the throne . Many people weren't willing to surrender to him .

He didn't fear challenges .

He didn't fear challenges .

"Explain . " He didn't even open his eyes .

"Your Majesty, many people are fleeing the city . They say there's an epidemic…"

"Epidemic?" Shocked, Avatar's eyes flew open . His eyes were slightly b.l.o.o.d.y—a change after he entered the Legendary level .

If a strong opponent had appeared in the city, he wouldn't be scared . He was confident he could fell the opponent with his sword . But this time, the opponent was an invisible disease . He had to be scared .

"Isn't Grand Shaman Alador there?" Avatar asked . "Is he helpless too?"

"Grand Shaman Alador was a.s.sa.s.sinated five days ago . "

Avatar was shocked again . This smelled fishy, but the Beastmen lived in the Golden Plains and rarely had conflicts with other races . Who would try to harm them?

Could it be Parmese? Avatar shook his head as soon as he thought of that . He was familiar with Parmese . The man only disagreed with Avatar, but he wouldn't sacrifice regular Beastmen or kill a Grand Shaman .

Humans? Avatar shook his head again . Humans liked dark magic . The Norton Kingdom in the North was fighting with the Destructive Army while the Syndicate was busy with making an alliance . They also had to be careful of the Isle of Dawn . They had no time to make more enemies .

The Destructive Army? Avatar still shook his head at this . As far as he knew, the Destructive Army and humans were mostly equal . They were far in the North and were busy with the humans . Why would they fight the Beastmen now?

He thought for a while but couldn't figure out who his enemy was . He could only move past this now . "What kind of plague is it?" he asked .

The scout looked fearful . "I saw some victims . Their skin turned green and became weak . The disease doesn't spread quickly, but there's no cure . Even the Shaman's divine spells don't work . They can only wait for death . "

"Even the divine spells don't work?" Avatar furrowed his brows . Suddenly, he flinched . He thought of something terrible . "Are there many people fleeing?"

"Yes . They spread throughout the plains after leaving Mara City . "

Hearing this, Avatar shook . "So cruel!" he uttered .

Hearing this, Avatar shook . "So cruel!" he uttered .

There was no cure for the plague . They could only wait for death after falling sick . Even worse, these people would only weaken and still have the ability to move for a long time . Many of those who were fleeing were probably sick already . They would bring the plague throughout the entire plains . By then, the entire Golden Plains would be infected .

Avatar didn't dare imagine the consequences .

After a few seconds, Avatar was about to speak to the scout when he realized there was something wrong . He studied the scout and then looked to the Warriors behind him . He quickly realized that there really was something wrong . His face was slightly green… He was infected!

"You are infected . Leave now!" he ordered .

Stunned, the scout checked himself . Face paling, he stumbled back, eyes filled with despair . He prostrated himself on the ground and looked up at Avatar . "Your Majesty, please help me," he begged . "Don't let me die without honor . "

Avatar was only a Warrior . He was helpless against a plague . Faced with the scout's pleads, he felt uncomfortable . After a long while, he said, "Stay here alone . Don't give up until the end!"

With that, he jumped off from his Kero Beast . Turning, he said to his Warriors, "Set up camp here . I'm going to Mara City . "

An army couldn't deal with a plague . If these soldiers went with him, they would just get infected .

The soldiers were all shocked when they heard this . "Your Majesty," someone said, walking forward . "Mara has already become a city of plagues . "

"That is why I must go alone . The plague can't hurt me . I will go find those shamans . They're the first to come into contact with the plague . Even if they don't have a solution, they can show me the way . "

With that, he turned to the infected scout . "Soldier, don't give up . I'll think of something . "

Tears filling his eyes, the scout fell to his knees and choked out, "Your Majesty!"

Avatar took a deep breath; his power started operating . He crossed hundreds of feet with one step as he raced towards Mara City .

As he ran, he thought angrily, The spreader of the plague is evil . They want to destroy my race . If I find them, I'll make them suffer all the torture in the world .

The furious Avatar didn't know that three figures were following behind him . It was the Storm Warlord Parmese who had come south .

As he ran, he thought angrily, The spreader of the plague is evil . They want to destroy my race . If I find them, I'll make them suffer all the torture in the world .

The furious Avatar didn't know that three figures were following behind him . It was the Storm Warlord Parmese who had come south .

"That's Avatar?" a small Naga asked . It was Katyusha with the Spear of Victory .

"It's him . " The Storm Warlord grasped his lancet as if facing a great enemy .

"He doesn't seem that powerful . " That came from the Fallen Angel . His weapons were two finely made shurikens . He twirled them as he spoke . The graceful movements went well with his handsome and angelic face .

The Storm Warlord didn't like him . Cursing him inwardly, he warned out loud, "Don't underestimate him . He's the strongest Warrior of our race . You'll never know how powerful he is until you fight him . "

"Even the strongest Warrior can't escape from the Spear of Victory . " Katyusha smiled .

Parmese stopped talking . He'd experienced how terrifying the Spear of Victory was . To him, it was undefeatable .

"Anyway, be careful… Where are we going to attack?"

"Mara City . "

"Mara City? There are too many people there . " Parmese was a bit hesitant . Whether they were Magicians or Warriors, Legendary figures always shook the world when they fought . Every ordinary person around them would die .

Katyusha heard his hesitation . "What, you can't bear it? They're all Avatar's people . "

"But…" She was right, and Parmese had left the Golden Plains . However, he never thought to return and ma.s.sacre the innocent .

The Fallen Angel chuckled coldly . "See, mortals will always be mortals, even if they have extraordinary power . "

"Fine, I'll do it!" Parmese waved his hand . He would go all out . He looked like a human now, so everything he did would be the humans' fault .