World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 1094 - 495: Little girl, go home! Obtain a treasure beast!

Chapter 1094: 495: Little girl, go home! Obtain a treasure beast!

Catching a Gryphon is an extremely dangerous task.

This is because Gryphons typically live on high mountains at altitudes of four to five thousand meters, where countless ferocious beasts lurk along the way.

Moreover, every Gryphon nest is targeted by numerous tribes, often leading to conflicts and bloodshed.

In the entire Human Kingdom, Gryphons are exceptionally rare flying beasts. The Rage Wave Kingdom has only a few dozen, and so does the Flame Empire.

The Dragon Temple once mobilized a thousand Gryphons to capture Soran, the World-Ending Demon Emperor, but those Gryphons were bred in their own laboratories.

Even in the Barbaric Wilds, Gryphon Beasts are just as precious.

The entire Chimera Tribe possesses only a few dozen Gryphon Warriors.

Attempting to capture Gryphons comes with another risk: the danger of attacks by wild Gryphon Beasts.

Lanling had encountered Gryphons many times. While they are fierce creatures, they don’t have overwhelming combat power.

This is because the Gryphons used for riding are tamed. Their flying capabilities remain intact, but their battle prowess is significantly diminished.

Anyone seeking to capture Gryphons can only go after Gryphon Chicks that have just hatched; only such Gryphons can be tamed and made to obey Gryphon Knights when they grow up.

As for fully grown wild Gryphons, they are not only fierce and powerful but also incredibly proud and free-spirited. Even if captured, they are useless — they cannot be tamed. They would either madly attack humans, crash into walls to kill themselves, or starve themselves to death.

"Do you think godfather will be alright?" Dina asked Lanling anxiously.

Lanling shook his head and replied, "Don’t worry, uncle’s martial skills are extraordinary. Wild Gryphon Beasts can’t hurt him."

Dina said, "But other tribes will be trying to capture Gryphons too; there will be clashes and fights."

Lanling replied, "For someone as skilled as you, how many people can uncle take on?"

Dina said, "At least a dozen."

Lanling said, "Exactly. Even if he encounters other tribes, he won’t face any life-threatening danger."

Dina added, "But what if Chieftain Constantine wants to harm godfather?"

Lanling said, "In his heart, he does want to harm uncle. But not now. Du yan hasn’t fully replaced uncle yet."

Time ticked away minute by minute.

There was still no sign of Suo Mo. Dina no longer dared to speak and had knelt down, starting to pray.

...

Meanwhile, at the mountaintop castle, Constantine also found himself deeply conflicted. He genuinely wished Suo Mo wouldn’t return.

Because he really disliked this man—forever righteous, forever steadfast and proud.

But now, not only does the Foreign Tribe Army desperately need Suo Mo, but the Chimera Tribe cannot do without him either.

In five days, the great battle between the Chimera Tribe and the Wild Horse Tribe will erupt.

And once again, he intends to use the Foreign Tribe Army as cannon fodder to lead the charge. Without Suo Mo, the Foreign Tribe Army would lose its soul and a significant portion of its combat strength.

Moreover, Suo Mo himself is an unbeatable warrior.

Though Constantine disliked him, he had to admit that every time a war began, Suo Mo always charged ahead without the slightest hesitation.

Another reason Constantine disliked Suo Mo was that the entire Foreign Tribe Army acknowledged Suo Mo, not him, their chieftain.

"I really hope Suo Mo doesn’t come back. Then Yaya will be mine." Second wife Qing She rasped.

She had named the little girl Yaya, who was now fast asleep on the small bed beside her.

Her plump little body, clad in white shorts, with small, pink wings on her back, lightly fluttering with the rhythm of her breathing, was extraordinarily adorable.

Hearing her words, Constantine felt a wave of tenderness. This woman had been part of his tribe for years now but still had no children, and it seemed she might never be able to have any.

...

One hour remained until the ten-day deadline, but there was still no sign of Suo Mo.

Lanling himself couldn’t help but grow uneasy.

Suo Mo would never be late. The fact that he hadn’t returned could mean only one thing: he couldn’t make it back.

And if he truly couldn’t return, it would spell absolute disaster for Lanling.

Despite Lanling’s rapid progress in his training, he was still only a sixth-level Samurai. Both in martial skill and reputation, he was worlds apart from Du yan, utterly incapable of competing with him for control of the Foreign Tribe Army.

If Du yan were to take command of the Foreign Tribe Army, it was clear this army would lose its independence and soon be entirely devoured by Constantine.

On an emotional level, Suo Mo and the little girl were the only two family members Lanling had in the Barbaric Wilderness. He truly didn’t want to lose one so soon.

Within the cave, a deathly silence pervaded, broken only by Dina’s murmured prayers.

Lanling sat on the ground, motionless.

Suddenly...

An energy surge broke into Lanling’s spiritual field of vision.

In the next moment, Suo Mo, covered in blood and battered by wind and dust, burst inside.

His eyes were sunken, bloodshot, and he appeared visibly thinner.

Dina’s tears welled up instantly, and she exclaimed "Godfather!" before rushing forward to embrace him.

Suo Mo dodged slightly, as his body was covered in dried blood stains, filthy beyond measure.

"Uncle, are you hurt?" Lanling asked.

"No, it’s all someone else’s blood," Suo Mo replied with a smile. "You must’ve been worried. This time, the enemies were far too many, relentlessly pursuing and hunting me down. It delayed me quite a bit, but I hurried non-stop to make it back just in time. Ling, you must follow me to the mountaintop castle immediately to exchange the little girl back."