Supreme Zombie Across Worlds

Chapter 8 Snow Wolf Bandit Group (Part 2)

The first three hundred cavalry that arrived roared as they surrounded the wagon formation. The rising dust and smoke greatly irritated Yoshua Brave. Damn it, I’ll show you a good time in a bit, you’re looking for death! His eyes locked onto the leader—a warrior in silver armor wielding a greatsword. What made this warrior stand out was the giant wolf he rode. The wolf stood two meters tall, was completely snow-white, and left a layer of white frost on the ground it passed over. It was a Frost Snow Wolf.

In a short while, five hundred non-cavalry bandits arrived and completely encircled the wagon formation. By this time, the cavalry also stopped their encircling maneuver and gathered in the north. The warrior pushed up the visor of his knight’s helmet, revealing a ferocious face. The crisscrossing scars made him look incredibly vicious. This was the leader of the Snow Wolf Bandit Group, the Great Swordsman, Scarface. Looking at the merchant convoy that had formed a wagon array, he laughed disdainfully, “This is truly surprising. Someone has actually learned to resist. Were the lessons I gave before not profound enough? Or perhaps I’ve been too benevolent lately, making all of you think I’ve become a kind person. Oh, heavens, a kind person! I, Scarface, a kind person! Haha…” All the bandits echoed him with loud laughter.

Firehawk certainly knew of Scarface’s cruelty and knew there was no reasoning with him—only battle. So, he said nothing more, guarding cautiously. Scarface shouted loudly, “My brothers, tell them, what are we?”

“Snow Wolf Bandit Group!”

“What is our objective?”

“To steal all the gold coins and wealth!”

“What if someone resists?”

“Kill! Kill! Kill!”

“Charge! Kill all the men, and take all the wealth, gold coins, and people back!” After yelling, Scarface pulled down his visor, waved his greatsword, and the Snow Wolf beneath him let out a long howl. It kicked out its legs and charged forward. Before even getting close, the Snow Wolf opened its mouth and unleashed a Level 7 magic spell, Frost Nova. Although this spell has a large area of effect, it is very draining on magic power, so it was unlikely to cast any more advanced magic in this battle.

The battle on the north side was the most arduous, as they faced the cavalry, while the other three sides were infantry, making the pressure slightly lighter. For a time, swords flashed, Battle Aura crisscrossed, and magic flew back and forth. The Snow Wolf Bandit Group had over a dozen mages, protected by a squad of well-equipped bandits. Several sneak attacks by archers were either blocked by magic shields or had their arrows knocked to the ground by the bandits protecting the mages.

Seeing that although Firehawk was struggling, he could still hold off Scarface for a while, Yoshua Brave had a mercenary take his place. He ran back into the wagon formation, snatched a bow and arrows from an archer, strung an arrow, focused the Primal Qi into it, drew the bow to a full moon, locked onto one of the mages with his magic sense, and then suddenly released the arrow.

The mage, still chanting his spell, instantly let out a miserable cry and fell dead. His throat had been pierced by the arrow. The mercenaries and merchants instantly cheered. Yoshua Brave immediately fired two more arrows. One of them pierced a bandit's chest before going through the mage's torso—a magnificent display of two kills with one arrow.

There was a burst of cheers here, but Scarface roared in fury. The weakness of his Snow Wolf Bandit Group was their lack of mages, and these few mages were more precious than treasures. Now, three had been killed in quick succession. How could he endure it? He roared repeatedly, and the Battle Aura on his greatsword intensified. Firehawk was immediately reduced to desperately parrying and was in grave danger. Suddenly, his foot slipped, his greatsword didn't meet the attack in time, and Scarface’s greatsword rapidly chopped down. A collective gasp of alarm erupted all around.

At this critical moment, Red suddenly appeared. His flaming greatsword blocked Scarface's attack, saving Firehawk's life. Firehawk quickly retreated, and the two combined their strength to fiercely battle Scarface. Red's act of saving a life instantly sparked a chorus of cheers. Someone even gave him the nickname Flame God.

The Snow Wolf Bandit Group was savage, ruthless, and killed without remorse. The mercenaries also lived constantly on the edge of a blade, accustomed to death. Now, at this moment of crisis, fighting gave them a chance to live, but not fighting meant no hope at all. One side fought for gold coins and wealth, the other for life. Both sides used their greatest strength and fastest speed to harvest the lives of the enemy. In this moment, life was so fragile and base.

The clash of swords, screams, and fresh blood wove a symphony of death. A mage's chant was the summon of the Grim Reaper, and an archer's arrow was an invitation for a life to be claimed. In this time, humanity and kindness meant walking toward death; only coldness and bloodlust were supreme.

The number of mercenaries was still too small, and the scales of victory began to tip toward the Snow Wolf Bandit Group. Red and Firehawk barely managed to resist Scarface’s frenzied attack. Yoshua Brave's bow and arrow continued to reap the lives of the bandits, but unless he used a large-scale killing move, he couldn't reverse the defeat.

Looking at the mercenaries who were about to collapse, he shouted, “Big Head, you go deal with that Snow Wolf. You don't need to kill it, just restrain it! Red, Firehawk, you two retreat. I’ll deal with this guy! You go deal with the others!” Upon hearing his words, Big Head immediately transformed, instantly turning into a massive Blazing Sky Tiger. Spreading its wings, it flew into the air and pounced on the Snow Wolf below. The natural might of a Superior Rank 9 magical beast pressured the Snow Wolf, who was a rank lower, forcing it to freeze in place, unable to move.

Red and Firehawk retreated behind Yoshua Brave, who stood in front of Scarface, holding his long saber. Scarface looked at the Blazing Sky Tiger, which was forcing his Snow Wolf to freeze, completely horrified. He then looked at Yoshua Brave and asked unwillingly, “Who exactly are you?” Someone who possessed a Superior Rank 9 magical beast was absolutely no one obscure.

“Me? You wouldn’t know if I told you. Besides, you're about to die, so you don't need to know my name. Stop with the nonsense and hurry up if you're going to make a dying struggle. It's getting dark, and I’m a bit hungry. I still have to eat dinner.” Scarface was an experienced person, and yet, instead of getting angry at Yoshua Brave's sarcasm, his face just darkened. The Battle Aura on his greatsword suddenly shone several times brighter, and his eyes, filled with viciousness, stared at Yoshua Brave.

Suddenly, he roared and charged forward, swinging his greatsword. Yoshua Brave met the attack with a countermove, while still taunting him, “Aiya, why so little strength? Did your mother not have enough milk when you were little? You should find a mom and suckle for another year to make up for it. That was close! You almost got me! You're so cunning!”

Scarface roared, “You're going too far!” His Frost Battle Aura suddenly erupted, freezing the ground with a layer of white frost, and the water vapor in the air condensed into small falling snowflakes.

Yoshua Brave blocked his sword while complimenting him, “Not bad. On such a warm day, you can still produce such refreshing cold air. It's so comfortable! Hey, can you make it stronger? I think it’s still a little weak.” He then pushed aside Scarface’s greatsword again.

Red urged, “Yoshua, hurry up and finish him! We can't hold on much longer!”

Yoshua Brave glanced over, a cold light flashing in his eyes. His long saber suddenly chopped straight down at Scarface. Scarface was greatly startled and parried with his sword, but to everyone’s shock, Yoshua Brave’s long saber easily cleaved his greatsword in half. Scarface, horrified, quickly dodged. Though he avoided a fatal blow, his right arm was still cut off, and blood spurted wildly. However, Yoshua Brave did not kill him, merely watched him escape, a strange look flashing in his eyes.

With Scarface retreating, the entire bandit group followed suit. Although the scene was messy and bloody, those who survived the jaws of the wolf cheered.