C2 A Tenacious and Unyielding will

The jackal howled in pain! Throw him back.

He fell to the ground, his hands and feet trembling nonstop. He didn't know what kind of strength he had, but he suddenly stood up and charged into the herd once again.

The old man, woman, child, and Magus revealed an expression of astonishment. This was unbelievable. With so many wounds and the body of so many wild beasts being ravaged, he should have long been dead. Why was he still alive? And he continued to pounce on the beast to fight it.

The youth's bravery roused their cowardly and hot-blooded hearts. Their fighting spirit was stirred up, and they all went crazy.

"Everyone get up! "Fight it out with the wild beasts." An old man, who was at the end of his life, stood up. His fragile and frail body trembled as he picked up a sharp sword beside his body and threw it towards the beast.

A group of weak old people, women, and children who were originally scared to the point of cowering, forgot their fear at this moment, and picked up their stones and swords to attack the wild beasts.

Their attacks were useless, their strength was too small, but their courage was commendable. The wild beasts pounced on the brave warriors, fearlessly using their bodies to block the claws of the wild beasts.

When the brave warriors saw the elderly, women, and children that they were protecting, they all went crazy and became numb. They used all of their strength to guard the defense line, not allowing the wild beasts to rush in.

The youth was once again thrown back by the wild beast. His small hands grabbed a bloody eyeball of the wild beast. Just the sight of the small hand was enough to cause terrifying injuries. His tendons were intertwined with some minced meat, making him look extremely creepy.

The Magus came to the boy's side and saw that he was still breathing. His eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were wide open. Anger had replaced all his emotions.

"I can't fall. I have to stand up. I have to stand up." His entire body was trembling, and blood was seeping out. The blood in his body flowed out like a stream, and he no longer had the strength to stand up anymore. However, he was still struggling and roaring in his heart.

"What a strong child. It's a pity that you can't cultivate the thoughts of the Shamans, otherwise you wouldn't be so weak." The Magus sighed.

Roar!

The youth miraculously stood up and pounced towards a Ash Wolf.

The Ash Wolf clenched its teeth tightly around the wolf's thigh, its small hands appearing to be very familiar with its movements. It then quickly inserted itself into the wolf's eyes.

Despite being blinded, the Ash Wolf refused to give up. He dragged the young beast king along with him as the surrounding wild beasts charged at him. They wanted to tear the young man into pieces and bury him in a pile of beasts.

"Do we really have to activate the Blood Mage Legacy? But, who could bear the backlash from the blood Magus? The Magus was in despair. One by one, the warriors fell to the ground, asking themselves questions.

"Even if we activate the blood witch's inheritance, who can resist the blood witch's backlash?" The Magi continued to search for their target. Upon seeing the painful expressions on their faces as they fought with the beasts and fell to the ground, all of them looked exhausted. How could they withstand the backlash from the terrifying Blood Mage?

Roar!

The Ash Wolf that was covered in the youth's blood was bitten by a wild beast that pounced at it. The old man in pain flung the youth away.

The young man miraculously returned to the side of the Magus, but unlike the mumbling from before, his blood-red eyes began to glaze over, and his breathing had stopped.

"Poor child, have a good night's sleep!" Tears welled up in the wizard's eyes as he closed them.

His hand had just left the youth's eyes when it suddenly opened again. His body began to tremble as he struggled.

The Magus revealed a look of shock. Looking at the young man struggling nonstop and trying to get his breath, he was even more shocked. What was this force that could make him move?

The youth trembled for a moment and then suddenly stood up. He did not pounce but stood, his eyes unfocused. All the blood in his body had dried and he no longer had any strength left in his body. However, he still stood up.

The wizard was stunned. He could not believe that the world had such a tenacious and terrifying willpower.

"Such a terrifying willpower, what a pity, too bad he's already dead. If he had used the Blood Shaman Legacy earlier, perhaps he would have been able to resist the backlash of the Blood Shaman." The sorcerer sighed at the sight of the bloody youth. He then looked around at the warriors, hoping to find a candidate who could accept the inheritance.

All of the warriors were extremely tired. The pain from their wounds made them slow down, and their faces revealed painful expressions. If this continued, they would soon break through the defense line of the wild beast. At that time, everyone would become its food.

"Could it be that the heavens have cut off my Blood Witch Clan?" The Magus looked sad.

Blood Witch Clan was a powerful race in ancient times. The entire Witch clan relied on the protection of the blood witch, but the birth of every single blood witch was an unfathomable existence.

There was a vast army of Magi with the help of the Blood Mage. However, it was very difficult for a Blood Mage to be born, and every Magus had a chance to pass on their inheritance to the Blood Witch Clan.

There were only two Magi left in Blood Witch Clan. If they were to carry on with the inheritance, they could still pass on the Magi in Blood Witch Clan.

If they didn't activate the blood witch legacy now, these clansmen would all die.

After all, Magi did not have much offensive power, and could only predict the future. They could do some magical tasks, such as offering sacrifices to the heavens, offering it up as a sacrifice to the ancestors, and so on.

If there was a Blood Shaman leading the group, it would be a terrifying existence. The world was afraid of the Blood Shaman. Once they appeared, there would be many Magi appearing, and a large group of them would be terrifying existences.

Ten Magi were able to activate the curse. It was an extremely strange and terrifying spell, and also the most terrifying of all spells.

Not only the other families, but also the Witch clan itself, were suppressing their Blood Witch Clan, pushing them out. After all, the blood witch was too terrifying.

Ever since the Blood Shaman Tribe, which didn't have a Blood Shaman, was excluded by other clans, it became even more difficult for the Blood Shaman Tribe to survive.

"I can't die. I want to wash away my shame." The youth muttered.

He gritted his teeth and made a decision, which was to activate the secret technique. Looking at the expression on everyone's faces, only the young man met the criteria set by the blood witch. After all, he was seriously injured, had no expression on his face, and was still standing without breathing.

Without strong willpower, how could he have done such a strange thing?