Dragon Tribulation of All Realms

Chapter 76: Bazaar, the King of the Goatmen
Hao Wang, Bazaar.

The king of all hill goatmen.

As a fearless warrior, he always rushed to the forefront, whether hunting or fighting. As a result, he achieved many achievements and helped many people, thus becoming the leader of the tribe. As his reputation continued to grow, he became the king of the goat people throughout the Abelion Hills.

It led armies into battle against the Holy Kingdom of Humanity numerous times, striking down numerous renowned human warriors. It even nearly slew the Holy Kingdom's strongest warrior, one of the nine individuals bestowed with honorary titles.

Because it knows how to arm itself.

After mastering the techniques of numerous destructive weapons, it managed to acquire a number of valuable magical weapons that matched its own fighting style—a sword that could unleash sandstorms in battle, full-body armor that could resist projectiles, a cloak and shield that increased magic resistance, and a magic ring that increased movement speed and observation. If its opponent was careless, they would be forced to fight the fully armed one with bare hands.

It was undoubtedly a Heroic-class warrior, the undisputed King of Bafolk Heroes. In its many encounters with humans, it had no complete confidence in defeating the strongest Paladin known as Remedios, wielding an indestructible holy sword.

But she was just one person. Goatmen were superior to humans in every way. They had tougher hides, greater stamina and endurance, and greater potential for growth. In time, other goatmen as powerful as Bazaar would surely emerge. When that happened, humans would no longer be able to retreat weakly behind that massive wall. The goatmen would also likely gain access to more fertile pastures, and their population would grow even stronger.

Baza firmly believed this was the best future, and he constantly worked towards it. After all, ordinary humans were nothing more than clumsy, moving pieces of meat in the eyes of ordinary goatmen. When that time came, the other subhumans in the Abelion Hills would likely be even more worthy targets of vigilance.

But now...

It's tense.

Even though there was only one enemy attacking the settlement, and even though the enemy was just a slender and fragile human, it was extremely nervous and even a little scared.

Because it sees.

Seeing the immense magical energy swirling around that human's body, seeing that expression of indifference, even nonchalantness. Those dark eyes didn't even register the rage of seeing his own kind being tortured and killed. It was as if he had come here to kill so many Bafolk. It was like seeing trash on the side of the road and kicking it away.

If reconciliation were still possible now, that would be great. As the king of the goatmen, Baza knew that when faced with an overpowering foe, a king who yielded would be better for the tribe's future. Even if this compromised the king's authority, it was better than allowing the tribe to fall to destruction.

Where in this continent would a heroic magic caster venture alone into a complete demihuman tribe?
Either he has companions hiding in the dark, or... he is actually stronger than he appears now!
—Someone who deviates from common sense...huh?

The destructive lord raised his sword and uttered harsh words, but he hesitated to attack. His eyes warily scanned the surroundings of the stranger, hoping to catch any clues.

"You won't let your friend come out?" It tried hard to bluff, even if it would only give the other party a little information. "If you don't come out, I'm going to attack."

It sincerely hopes that the situation is not the worst.

However, just as he finished the last word, it suddenly saw the black-haired man tilt his head slightly and reveal a creepy smile.

So fast!

Although clearly a magic caster, his body resembled a warrior... no, even a stalker, reduced to an afterimage. Bazaar reacted suddenly, but the next moment, an invisible force was exerted upon him!
It's a martial art!?
But how could a mere human being, a mere spellcaster, do this?

The heavy force hit the chest like a battering ram, and the tall figure of the King Hao flew up and crashed directly into the center of the group of Bafolk demi-gods who had just barely recovered their morale!
'Bam—! '

No injuries.

But the tribesmen cried out in terror.

The incomprehensible magic chanter suddenly appeared beside it, and a translucent sword that seemed to be made of magic slashed towards the Bafolk King's neck!
blocked!
The shield raised in time felt heavy pressure.

Judging from the strength, it was undoubtedly at the level of a hero, but the opponent's swordsmanship was inferior to any famous warrior ever defeated by the Goatman King!

Is he playing with his prey?

Or has the opponent's magic power been exhausted?

His lower body suddenly stabilized, and he swung the heavy sword down. He would not let this opportunity go to waste!
Martial Arts and Battle Qi Addition
Martial Arts·Weapon Destruction!

Martial Arts: Steel Arm Strike! The sword known as the Sand Archer suddenly glows with a magically enhanced glow. Its power and speed multiply with the power of this martial arts technique. Ordinary weapons and clumps of magical energy are instantly destroyed upon contact, and at the same time, the magical weapon's own abilities are unleashed!

Gravel blast!

It was sure that it had succeeded and hit the target!
However, the next moment, the Bafolk King's green eyes suddenly widened.

What did it see?
It saw the spurting sand collide with the enemy's invisible force field and then jump away. It saw the sword blade that it had placed such high hopes on being easily blocked by the translucent magic sword!
How can it be! ?
How can such a slender limb have such tremendous strength?
How can such a flimsy magic sword resist the 'weapon destruction' combat skill?

The incomprehensible truth unfolded before their eyes, laid bare before everyone's eyes. At that moment, all the Goatmen saw their invincible king unable to withstand even the casual blows of his opponent. Despite his utmost skill, he couldn't inflict even the slightest damage!

"Ho-ho-ho..." A choking wail erupted from the Bafolk watching nearby.

And the next moment, the wailing turned into a sharp scream.

Baza tried hard to say something, to resist. But the cloak he wore behind him to protect him from magic was destroyed by the flames that continuously encircled his body, and his proud silver-grey hair was also ignited fiercely!

"The King! The King has been defeated!"

"We're done! We're dead!"

"Even Lord Bazaar... run away! Run away quickly!"

The goatmen's morale completely collapsed at this moment. Even Baza's trusted followers, who had been hiding among the tribesmen and attempting a surprise attack at a critical moment, showed panic. The intense burning hair caused it immense pain, as the flames surged through the cracks in its armor and penetrated its body!
"What the hell are you—"

An invisible huge force was suddenly released.

At that moment, Bazaar saw the truth. He was completely oblivious to the opponent's movements. His chest and abdomen sustained considerable trauma. The immense force, comparable to a giant beast's sudden attack, struck him directly. And at the very moment of the trauma, he clearly felt the blade's resistance weaken!

The sword swung out—but the magic caster's sudden, bizarre twist of his body didn't even touch the edge. Baza, struck in the waist and abdomen, vomited blood. The heavy armor was completely useless at this moment.

It gets it.

It totally gets it.

From the very beginning, the other party had been casting magic. It was a fifth-tier magic known as 'telekinesis', a rare sight in the past. However, in its memory, the hero-tier magic caster who had demonstrated telekinesis hadn't been able to achieve even half the accuracy or power of the human before it!

Those who deviate from common sense... indeed, they are abnormal beings who transcend the rank of heroes! How could I be so unlucky to face such a rare and powerful person for no reason!
His body fell to the ground. His organs were shattered, and his tense breath vanished. The Bafolk King, known as Baza, struggled to reach out to his defeated foe, attempting, through his own weakness and humility, to dispel the hostility of this more-than-heroic figure towards the Bafolk.

However, in the end, what it saw was the panicked looks of its fellow tribesmen.

"...Run!" The dying voice sounded like a wail.

Even if it is just one of the same species, it hopes that they can survive.

It probably did.

The black-haired human ignored the chaotic crowd of goats, simply walked up to it, and then raised his foot.

The black soles of his shoes were the last sight of the great Bafolk ruler, the Lord of Destruction, the Great King Bazaar.

From beginning to end, the human ignored it and didn't say a single word to it.

Thus the goatmen of Abelion perished.

(End of this chapter)