Chapter 1345 - 542: Unparalleled Dominance (Part 3)

His intuition told him that danger was quietly approaching.

"Beixing, I have a feeling that something’s not right..." Alina’s delicate frame trembled slightly, her voice full of worry.

A woman’s natural sixth sense made her vaguely uneasy.

[Host, do not become complacent.] The Persuasion System’s voice echoed once more, earnest and weighty.

[Although the Barbarian Race is not something to fear, if anything unexpected happens, the consequences are unimaginable.]

Upon hearing this, Zhang Beixing’s lips curled into a slight smile.

He stood with his hands behind his back, exuding an extraordinary aura.

"Rest assured, everyone. Mere barbarians cannot halt my steps." His voice was calm and collected, imbued with an unsettling confidence.

"Today, I shall show them just how vulnerable the so-called ’Barbarian Warriors’ are before me!"

His words landed with undeniable impact.

However, just at that moment...

"Woo—woo—" A sharp, ear-piercing horn abruptly exploded across the wasteland skies.

Like a thunderbolt, it reverberated through the heavens.

Meanwhile, the earth began to shake violently.

Billowing dust rose from afar.

Following the sound, they saw a number of hulking figures galloping forward on tall horses.

They were clad in animal hides, wielding war halberds.

Their faces were smeared with paint, indistinguishable as male or female.

"These... are the Barbarian Warriors?!" Richard stared in disbelief, unable to comprehend the scene unfolding before him.

He hadn’t expected their numbers to be so vast!

"Beixing, it seems this time we’ve kicked the iron plate..." Alina’s face turned white as she retreated repeatedly.

She had never seen such a terrifying spectacle before.

"Not good! Host, the enemy army is numerous and powerful, we must retreat quickly!" The Persuasion System panicked as well, its voice trembling.

It had calculated every possibility except for the current predicament.

But Zhang Beixing remained unmoved, instead lifting the corners of his mouth.

He raised his gaze toward the advancing enemies, unexpectedly relaxed.

"Interesting, a mere rabble dares to challenge me?" The black-haired man chuckled coldly, completely indifferent.

A murderous aura leaked from him, like a biting chill.

"Good, today I shall show all of you my prowess!"

Before his words had settled, a thunderous roar shook the earth.

Just then, the Barbarian army surged forward like a flood of beasts, overwhelming all in its path.

The leader among them was even more awe-inspiring.

He was clad in tiger skin, donning a beast bone crown.

His large eyes shone with fierce light.

It was the Barbarian Chief—Totem!

"Roar! Today I’m going to turn the world upside down, rivers of blood shall flow!" The Barbarian Chief howled skyward, his voice resounding through the clouds.

His words were crude and tyrannical, a testament to his barbaric nature.

"Attack! Catch them alive! Grind that pretty boy into minced meat!"

With his command, the Barbarian Warriors surged forward fiercely.

Their weapons reflected a chilling gleam.

"Beixing! This isn’t good! There are too many of them!" Alina shouted in despair, her tears blurring her lovely visage.

In the face of this overwhelming tide, she felt helpless for the first time.

"Master! I am willing to stand with you to the end!" Richard gritted his teeth, his long sword brimming with fighting spirit.

Yet, the burning battle intent could not hide the fear in his eyes.

"Host! No! If this continues, we’re doomed!" The Persuasion System also screamed wildly, wishing it could rush forward to perish with the enemy.

At the brink of life and death, no one could turn the tides of despair.

However...

Faced with the onrushing Barbarian army, Zhang Beixing merely lifted the corners of his mouth again.

He stood with his hands behind his back, steadfast and unmoved.

Letting the wild sand rage, his robes fluttered gracefully.

His tall and slender figure, akin to a pillar that supports the heavens.