Chapter 1496 Locals

Emery could clearly see how the group was working together to deal with the creature. They split into four subgroups of five people, where they then seamlessly attacked in turns to ensure that the Mutated Crimsonback Bear couldn't display its true strength.

However, it seemed that the situation was about to reverse as Emery could feel an increase in power coming from within the magical creature. Proving his senses, a moment later, the Mutated Crimsonback Bear released a blazing breath of fire at one of the subgroups and managed to incapacitate three people, causing a critical gap in their teamwork.

When the formation inevitably broke apart, just as the creature was about to charge into the second subgroup, Emery finally decided to take action. His figure appeared like the wind and halted its advance with his two arms.

[Night Transformation]

With his added strength, Emery easily overpowered the Mutated Crimsonback Bear, lifting its body off the ground and piercing its neck with his claws. Its blood splashed all over his body before he threw its lifeless body to the ground.

His sudden appearance and the bloody scene that followed after, coupled with the heart-rending scream of pain from the three who got burned, caused the other half-bloods to immediately raise their weapons towards Emery.

These people naturally knew the extent of his Magus level strength, so they were very wary about his intentions.

Not wanting to create problems for himself, Emery intended to leave right away. But before he did so, he walked over to the dead body of the Mutated Crimsonback Bear and, using his claws, he opened up its head and scraped out its brain to reveal a glistening yellow stone.

Heaving a deep sigh, Emery muttered to himself, "Only a yellow one again, huh..."

The Mutated Crimsonback Bear he had just killed was a high-ranking magical creature, therefore Emery was hoping that it would have a red spirit stone that was worth ten thousand spirit stones.

The same wish applied to all the high-ranking magical creatures he had encountered along his journey. Alas, all he got from them was the yellow spirit stone that was only worth a hundred spirit stones.

Pocketing the stone, Emery turned around and was about to leave when one of the half-bloods suddenly shouted at him.

"You! Leave that behind, that is our prey!"

Turning his head, Emery saw that the one who screamed was the saint-level half-blood member of the group. A young man with a glaring red paint on his face.

His status as the strongest of the group certainly gave him the courage to say such things, but with just one glance from Emery, the man's fierce expression immediately turned to one of regret.

In the next instant, an old man who looked to be in his sixties stepped forward and bowed respectfully to Emery before saying, "We apologize to esteemed magus. My son here is a hot headed one. Please forgive his transgression."

Emery of course knew that a magus was considered like royalty to these people, thus it would not be an exaggeration to consider the young man's attitude out of line and deserving of punishment.

However, he had absolutely no intention of creating drama and so he said, "I helped the kill, so I'll take the stone while you all can have the corpse. It's quite fair, don't you think?"

Nodding his head, the old man quickly replied, "Yes, esteemed magus. It's a generous offer. We accept your wishes"

Now that the issue was resolved, Emery turned around to leave; but the old man called him once again.

"Esteemed magus, if you are not in a hurry, we would like to invite you to our humble village to return the favor for saving us."

Still with the respectful attitude he had shown at first, the old man introduced himself as Yori. The man was a chief of a village located just across the nearby hill, and he offered Emery a feast and a bed for him to spend the night before continuing on his journey the next day.

Before setting out on his journey, Emery had heard that the wilderness would become even more dangerous as night fell, but he was not afraid of such a challenge. Apart from that, he also wanted to get some more hands-on training and spirit stones.

However, when he looked at the old man and his pack, he thought it would be a good idea to find out and know more about the Silvermane locals. Therefore he eventually accepted the invitation.

"Ok, lead the way"

"That's great! Please wait for a while, esteemed magus."

Under Yori's instructions, the group quickly divided up their work and cut apart the dead Mutated Crimsonback Bear, where they were then stored into a leather bag that had the function of Spatial Space.

Though the fact that they had to cut the magical creature into pieces to fit into the bag meant that it was definitely an inferior product compared to storage rings.

On the other side, Emery could see the Sky realm half-bloods casting healing spells on the three half-bloods that got caught by the Mutated Crimsonback Bear's ultimate attack.

These people were no doubt a decent group of warriors. However, they weren't strong enough to take on such a high-ranking creature and came out unscathed, which naturally prompted Emery a question.

There must be a reason as to why they were hunting a magical creature beyond their level in the middle of the night like this. Emery couldn't help but wonder if the invitation actually had a purpose behind it.

Curious as to what it was, Emery waited for them to finish, called on his wolf ride and followed them back to their village. They tracked across the hills and soon arrived at a small settlement situated next to a mountain and stream surrounded by tall trees.

It was a peaceful and serene village inhabited by around three hundred half-bloods. Seeing the new spectacle, Emery thought that this must be a reflection of all the small wolf half-blood communities on this planet.

Entering the village, Emery saw that there was indeed a feast being prepared immediately. It was nothing extravagant, just a huge bonfire where they cooked some of the Mutated Crimsonback Bear meat they had just obtained, leaving the rest to be prepared for sale in the closest town later.

The women and children came out of their huts and joined in, helping and enjoying the feast together. They all danced happily to the beat of their simple instruments, to the flickering flames of the bonfire.

However, beneath all the excitement, Emery could see that some of the warriors were agitated, which told him that his guess was most likely correct. With that said, he decided he would not take a nap at the hut and bed that was offered to him.

As expected, when morning came, a commotion broke out in the village as it was visited by a group of people.