Versatile Mage Chapter 1291 - The Tragedy in the Sea of Grass

Chapter 1291: The Tragedy in the Sea of Grass

Translator: Exodus Tales Editor: Exodus Tales
Translated by XephiZ
Edited by Aelryinth
The gray-uniformed Elder Wang Dakuo was crouching beside a mountain stream and filling his bottle. Even so, he still turned to Wang Hua and the others and scolded them, "You guys are from the same Magic Association. How could you not help him if he was dying? I'm so disappointed. If anything happens to Guo Muzhuang, what am I supposed to tell the people of the Magic Association?" Wang Dakuo berated them.
Wang Dakuo utterly regretted his decision of pursuing the Hillman hot-headedly. He almost forgot his way back, and because he did not stick with the group, a man had died, and Guo Muzhuang was most likely not going to survive either.
"We are just trying to avoid more casualties!" Wang Hua protested.
"Elder, look above you!" Hu Duo blurted out in excitement while pointing into the sky.
"It's the Dandelion Grass. I didn't think we would be so lucky to see these natural Dandelion Grass seeds floating in the sky. Quick, let's follow them. There must be quite a few Giant Purple Lindens nearby!" Wang Dakuo was overjoyed, as if he had completely forgotten about what happened to the group.
Wang Dakuo led the group and soon arrived at a place with a clear view. They were overwhelmed with joy when they noticed even more Dandelion Grass than they had initially seen floating in the air.
"There must be lots of Giant Purple Lindens there. It's a blessing from the Heavens!" Wang Hua blurted out.
"Quick, we're about to make a huge fortune!"
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In the grassy valley, a team of young Hunters slowly made their way through the tall Yu Grass. They spread the tall grass apart while venturing deeper into the valley. Whenever they lost their sense of direction, they just needed to look up into the sky and follow the white seedheads to make sure they were heading in the right direction.
"Da Fei, I'm telling you, the last adventure I had was such a close call. We stumbled into a bunch of Blue Ice Sea Monsters as soon as we went out to the ocean. The demon creatures were out hunting for food. There were at least fifty Mages on the ship, but more than half died in the battle. It's why I think this Mount Kunyu isn't even that exciting," a man with a broken nose toward the back of the team declared.
The man continued forward and shoved the grass blocking his path to the side impatiently while talking to his teammate Da Fei behind him, "What is it? You don't believe what I said?"
The man heard heavy breathing behind him.
He twisted his lips and turned around. He was about to explain what happened during his previous adventure in detail when he surprisingly saw the man standing behind him was a head taller than him. He was stunned. Wasn't Da Fei supposed to be half a head shorter than him? Since when did he have to raise his head just to see his face?
The man with the broken nose immediately realized the person was not Da Fei as soon as he lifted his gaze. It was a hideous face with exposed tusks. The man subconsciously took a few steps back staggeringly upon seeing the face.
A huge paw swung fiercely and hit the man in the face. Blood immediately sprayed in the air.
The Hillman grabbed the man's throat and hurled him to the ground before he could even cry out in pain.
The man was trying to use magic, but the sudden move took him by surprise. He felt like he was about to suffocate from the enormous pressure around his neck.
The Hillman controlled its strength perfectly. It was enough to knock the man unconscious without killing him. After the man stopped struggling, the Hillman carried the bloke around the height of one-eighty on its shoulder and disappeared into a bush nearby.
The whole sequence ended pretty quickly. Nothing was left behind apart from some unnoticeable traces of blood.
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"Stick together, make sure you don't get lost in here," the captain of the team of Hunters called out.
"Da Fei, where do you think you are going? Come back here!"
The man called Da Fei realized he was straying away from the team even though he was less than ten meters away. He quickly regrouped with the others with an awkward face.
"Da Fei, wasn't Lao He in front of you?" the captain asked.
"Huh? Isn't Lao He with the others?" Da Fei asked, puzzled.
"Stop, everyone, stop moving. I need a headcount!" The experienced captain immediately gathered the team when he realized something was wrong.
The team initially had ten members. However, he had not seen the man with the broken nose for quite some time!
The rest of the team quickly searched their surroundings within a certain radius. However, the grass was just too tall and thick. They were still struggling to find the man with a sunken nose even though Da Fei mentioned he still heard the man blabbering less than a minute ago...
"Come back, regroup at once!" The captain immediately summoned the members when he realized something was odd.
"F**k me, where's Shi Niu? Why isn't he back yet?" someone soon blurted out in the team.
"There's something here. Stay on your guard!" the captain said sternly.
The rest of the team fell silent. They focused their attention on the grass nearby. One of them could no longer stand the limited space they had. He recklessly used a spell to get rid of the grass nearby to create some space.
However, it was utterly meaningless. The area outside of the space he created was still covered in dense grass. There was no sign of the two members that had gone missing.
"What should we do now?"
"How are we going to find Shi Niu..."
"We can't afford to go and find them. It's only going to make things worse. Hold your ground, and stay calm!" the captain said.
The atmosphere suddenly became extremely weird. Even the slightest sound was making the team feel uneasy...
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The sea of grass swayed in the wind. The sight of the cobs rolling forward like waves was spectacular.
The sky was perfectly blue while the ground was a boundless green sea of grass. If someone looked down from a great height, they would see little paths like the trails left by a small raft on a lake across the valley.
Occasionally, there would be a little disturbance with blood and grass scattering in the air. There were also dull cries and deep roars blended with the howling wind and rustling grass. Similar situations were happening continuously across the valley. Unfortunately, the sea of grass was too tall and spacious. The sounds were too soft and blurred when they reached the open sky...
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Deeper within the valley, Mo Fan and his crew began to pick up their pace. The grass ahead was being split apart like waves. The areas where the grass was too dense were set aflame instead, burning the grass into ashes!
Mo Fan did not let the fire spread, as it might place other Hunters in a more difficult position. The grass had a surprisingly strong resistance to fire, making it difficult for the fire to spread.
"We must take out the den before more Hunters arrive. Otherwise, more than a thousand Hunters are going to die here!" Mo Fan swore.
Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan had discovered many Hillmen hidden in the grass on their way here. They had to find the Giant Purple Lindens or the Hillmen's den as quickly as possible to avoid more people dying in this terrifying sea of grass...
It was a journey of no return for the Hunters who were not strong enough!