Chapter 1095 Grave News

Sometime later, the Chief Silvertooth and Chief Blackbear's forces circled around the vast crater to catch any stragglers and secure the perimeters.

At the same time, Goldenstride and Nightingale flew around to finish them with their special flames.

As the number of Whitebone Fiends reduced, the encirclement created by Chief Silvertooth and Chief Blackbear's combined forces tightened until they reached the top of the crater.

The seemingly bottomless abyss in the center was revealed. Whitebone Fiends continued to crawl out from the edges in numbers, albeit fewer than before.

Nevertheless, the Whitebone Fiends were reduced to ashes and cinders all the same, no matter how many of them were left.

"Please be careful, my Lord," Chief Ironshield cautioned as Leon descended into the abyss alone. However, he awkwardly smiled a few moments later as he recalled his words.

Chief Ironshield doubted anything could endanger the Lord, given the Lord's almighty power.

"Does our Lord even need to be careful?" Chief Sul-Dahki cast a glance at Chief Ironshield before he paused in thought. Then, he added, "Well, I suppose a bit of prudence wouldn't hurt. We don't even know what fell from the heavens."

"Yeah," Chief Ironshield fixed his expression and solemnly said, "For all we know, there could be far more dangerous and ominous creatures down there. Objects from the outer worlds had always been a mystery."

"That aside, I doubt something so big could cause so little destruction after crashlanding from the heavens. It seems like the subterranean region has always been mostly hollow…"

Chief Ironshield stared at the darkness of the abyss before he added with a frown, "A Mid-rank Tribe used to be here… And yet, it's become this vast and bottomless pit… I fear this will cause some problems—"

"Chief Blackbear, I've come bearing grave news!" a distant shout interrupted Chief Ironshield before everyone in the area turned around and glanced in the southern direction of the crater.

They quickly spotted a warrior riding on the back of a Lesser Demon-level Black Bear.

Although the Black Warbear Tribe did not have many tamed beasts, Chief Ironshield and the others didn't doubt it was a warrior from the Black Warbear Tribe heading their way.

"Chief Blackbear, I've come bearing grave news!" the warrior shouted while riding the black bear and glancing left and right, not knowing where Chief Blackbear and his people were.

The bottom plains outside of the vast crater were devoid of people, and only the scars and burn marks on the ground spoke of a great battle that previously happened there.

"Looks like the warrior is looking for you, Chief Blackbear. You better see him quickly before he wanders off looking for you elsewhere," Chief Ironshield suggested.

"It seems to be something very important."

"I can see that, Chief Ironshield," Chief Blackbear replied with a frown before informing, "I'll leave first and see what's up."

Shortly after, Chief Blackbear immediately left the top of the crater and headed down to meet his tribe's messenger with a few accompanying warriors.

At the same time, Chief Ironshield and Chief Sul-Dahki observed them.

"I wonder what could be so urgent for the Black Warbear Tribe's messenger to come running so desperately…" Chief Ironshield stroked his bead curiously.

"The Black Warbear Tribe didn't get attacked by the southern tribes, did they?" Chief Sul-Dahki guessed.

"Now that I think about it, I don't think the southern tribes know about the Lord's accomplishment in the Central Region yet."

"Are you saying the southern tribes did attack the Black Warbear Tribe, Chief Sul-Dahki?"

"I'm only guessing, Chief Ironshield," Chief Sul-Dahki shook his head.

"However, I can't think of any other reason to make the messenger sound so desperate—Actually, there is another reason… A very bad one…" Chief Sul-Dahki became very startled when he thought of another possibility, and his expression quickly turned grim.

"What reason?" Chief Ironshield glanced at Chief Sul-Dahki with curiosity.

"That is…"

…

"Chief Blackbear, I've come bearing grave news!" the messenger loudly informed as he met up with Chief Blackbear, who came down the slope from the top of the crater.

"I know; I've already heard you several times from a distance," Chief Blackbear said with a solemn look before barking, "Speak! What happened? Is the tribe under attack? Is it the southern tribes?"

"No, Chief Blackbear! The tribe is not under attack!" the messenger quickly shook his head and said, "It's far worse than that! The Celestial Water Spark's power in the underground caverns has been depleted!"

"What!" Chief Blackbear and his accompanying warriors were immediately shocked by the terrible news.

"How can that be! I checked the Celestial Water Spark myself just three days ago! The Celestial Water Spark should have at least lasted a few more weeks! How could it be depleted now?! Speak! How did this happen? Are you lying to me?!"

"I wouldn't dare, Chief Blackbear!" the messenger quickly groveled on the ground with his trembling body and fearfully said, "I was only ordered to deliver the news to you, my Lord!"

Chief Blackbear's face became very grim.

The Black Warbear Tribe was the guardian in charge of guarding and monitoring the status of the Celestial Water Spark.

Thus, if the messenger was ordered to deliver the news to Chief Blackbear, then it was most likely true.

Nevertheless, the news was too sudden. They weren't prepared for it.

"You've come bearing grave news indeed. The situation couldn't have gotten any worse than this…" Chief Blackbear said with a heavy mood.

"What should we do, Chief? Please give me your orders," the messenger said with his head lowered.

"I need to inform the Lord of this terrible news and await the Lord's decision…" Chief Blackbear said with a frown, but his eyes suddenly brightened as if he just caught onto a glimmer of hope. "Right, the Lord must have a solution for this!"

"The Lord? Who is the Lord? No, we had a Lord?" the messenger appeared flabbergasted.

"In the past, we didn't! But now we do! I have already submitted to Lord—No, Hegemon Leonhardt. With his vast power and knowledge, we will surely have a way to save us all from this water crisis!" Chief Blackbear hoped.